MRWADE16.STY BY MASTER WADE
Monica Reveals Her Thirst
"I love it when you use me. I mean really use me. When you
make me be a really dirty little tramp. When whether I want it or
not you make me do terrible dirty sluttish things. I love it when
you call me a whore, a slut, a tramp, a cock-sucker, cunt-eater, all
those filthy things you call me. I love it!! Why are you asking
me? Noone knows better than you what I like and what turns me on! I
love for you to decide for me. Honestly...there isn't anything you
can't do to me or with me. I mean ANYTHING!!!"
"But Monica, I have such a dirty mind sometimes...and I think of
some of the most depraved things that I could do to you and with
you. But I love you with all my heart, and I don't ever for even a
second want to do something that you won't enjoy. I just want to
make sure...you've done so many things for me already, and you've
been so wonderful about all of them."
"Look....I don't know how to tell you so that you'll believe me,
but there really isn't anything you can make me do, or that you can
do to me or with me that I won't love. I know you. I know that you
would never permanently hurt me or do anything to cause me to be
seperated from you permanently. I know that you love me and that no
matter who you fuck or who you bring into our home that I will always
be your wife. I know that! So while I know that by giving you the
freedom that I'm talking about giving you I'll be scared to death
sometimes...still, I know that I am safe with you, ultimately safe.
I want to feel fear...I want to feel pain...I want to feel every
emotion you can possibly make me feel...because I know the pot of
gold is at the end of the rainbow, and that the storm has to come
before the rainbow can. I love you more than I could ever love any
man...and I want to be totally yours to do with as you please."
"But still, Monica, I know you remember Karen, the girl I told
you about and how the sorority girls used her. Suppose I wanted to
use you like they used her? Suppose I did some of the things to you
that they did to her? I don't ever want to do anything to make you
lose respect for me or to cause you to find anyone else more
attractive to you than me. What would I do if I ever lost you?"
"Silly, silly man!! Of course I remember you telling me about
Karen. Don't you remember what happened that night? Don't you
remember that it was the first time I was ever able to take your fist
in my cunt? Don't you remember that I came over and over and over
and over again? In case you don't remember, it was hearing about
Karen that made me want to be your slave in the first place."
"Oh, Monica...I just want to be sure that...."
"What is it that you want to do? Do you want to piss on me? Do
you want to take me to a dirty book store and make me suck off men in
the peep shows? You want to sell me like a whore? You want me to be
with some animal or something? What do you think I mean by
anything? I mean ANYTHING!!! A-N-Y-T-H-I-N-G!!!! What I want most
in the world is for YOU to decide what to do to me or with me and
then do it. Whatever it is. I love you, I trust you, and I'm your
slave-slut. Period!"
Finally I smiled and began to relax. I thought I knew her and
that I understood what it was that she wanted. But it doesn't hurt
to have some reassurance from time to time, now does it? I mean,
after all, I ask you...Just how far can you take a woman before she
starts to say no? Before Monica I had a much different answer to
that than I do now, I can tell you that.
"Ok...you've convinced me. And I can't tell you how much I love
you. From now on, anything that makes you come and that ultimately
makes you tremble and moan and beg to be fucked is within bounds.
And I plan on doing alot of things with you. Some things we've never
done before. You do remember the code word, don't you? The word
you're to say to me if something happens to make you want out? Or if
you are really being hurt and want me to stop?"
"Yes...I remember well. And I promise that I will use it when
and if I ever really feel the need to. But no matter what you decide
to do to me, I doubt that that day will ever come. Just promise me
one thing...if I ever pass out again, like I did that one time...wait
until I regain conciousness and allow me the opportunity to use the
word before you begin again."
"Of course...I'll always do that", I replied.
"And one more thing...promise me that if I do ever use the code
word that you will still love me, and that you will not necessarily
never do the same thing to me again simply because I used the code
word when you did it before. I want to please you, and if I can
build up some tolerance to the thing that you do that causes me to
say the code word, then I want to do that. Please promise you'll
give me another chance."
"I promise!...you darling little slut you! Now, enough talk!
Lets get on with using you as you were made to be used. You do have
fuck holes, don't you?"
Monica smiled a big broad smile at me and eagerly replied, "Yes,
MASTER....I have three fuck holes...and they are all empty...poor,
poor, me!"
"You're a slut aren't you Monica?"
"Yessss...I'm such a slut, MASTER!"
"And you have a slut mouth, and a slut cunt and a slut asshole,
don't you, Monica?"
"Yesssss, MASTER, I do! All my holes are slut holes!"
"What does a slut do with her holes, Monica?"
"MASTER....A slut takes any cock into her holes that is
presented to her!"
"But you wouldn't just take any cock into your holes that was
presented to you, would you Monica?"
"No, MASTER...never would I do that!! Never!!!"
"But you said you are a slut, Monica!! Why wouldn't you?"
"Because I'm more than a slut, MASTER!!!...I'm a SLAVE-slut!!
I'm YOUR slave-slut! Only if you tell me to take a cock in my holes
will I take it! But if you tell me to take them, I'll take cock
after cock after cock after cock after cock! I'll fuck any number of
men you say! I'll kneel and suck as many cocks as you tell me to
suck! It doesn't matter what kind they are, what color they are,
nothing matters to me except pleasing you, MASTER!!"
"Yes, you're a little slave-slut. And when you agree to be my
slave-slut, you automatically become a whore and a tramp and a bi-
slut, don't you?"
"Yessssss, I DO!!! And it makes my cunt juice run down my
thighs to be those things for you!! It makes my cunt juice puddle in
my panties, makes me soak my jeans, makes me drip onto the floor!!
It turns me into a nymphomaniac fucking and sucking machine!! And I
love it!!!"
I smiled at Monica and told her to kneel in front of me. She
was already naked except for the gold belly bracelet and the gold
ankle bracelet and the tampon I had told her to insert in her cunt.
No, she wasn't having her period... I just wanted her to put a tampon
in her hole. I sort of like seeing the string hanging out, and
besides, I knew she'd get very very wet when we talked.
"Take the tampon out now, Monica."
She did as I requested, pulling the cunt juice filled tampon
from her hole and handing it to me.
"No...I can see its filled already with your juices. Just put
it in your mouth and suck on it for me."
She shuddered slightly, but put the soaked tampon in her mouth
and sucked her juices from it.
"How do you like the taste of whore juice?", I asked.
"Mmmmmmm, its very good, MASTER!! I really do love it! Honest,
I do!"
She continued to suck on the tampon and there was no doubt in my
mind that she meant every word she said. She did love the taste of
her own juices, and not only her juices, but the taste of cunt juice
in general.
"Have you ever sucked a bloody tampon before, Monica?"
She blushed a deep red as she replied, "No, MASTER, I've never
done that before."
"Good! I may let you do that sometime for me. But I can't
promise that it will be your menstrual fluid that you suck from it.
It might be the mentrual juices of a black whore. Or perhaps a woman
that I fuck often. You'll still suck them into your mouth and
swallow them, won't you?"
She had put the tampon back in her mouth and had been sucking on
it eagerly while I talked to her. She hesitated in replying to my
question, but it was obvious that it was only because she didn't want
to take the tampon out of her mouth. Finally with a big sigh she
removed it and replied, "I'll suck any woman's bloody tampon for you
MASTER! All you have to do is tell me to do it."
"Good girl! Then I can call you a bloody tampon sucking bi-slut
whore, can't I Monica?"
She was trembling noticably now, and her nipples had grown rock
hard on her rising and falling breasts. "Yessss, MASTER, you can!
Thats exactly what I am!"
Monica closed her eyes and sucked hungrily on the almost dry
tampon now. Her hips had begun fucking back and forth. I knew she
needed to touch herself, and I wasn't surprised when she asked the
question.
"MASTER, may I please touch my slut-cunt? You're making me so
hot and so horny! Please let me touch my hole!"
"Well, Monica...if thinking about sucking the menstrual fluid of
a black whore makes you need to touch yourself, then perhaps you'd
like to drink some piss. Would you like that?"
"I'd love to drink your piss MASTER! Please...let me touch
myself while you piss in my mouth!! Please do it!"
"Have you ever let a man piss in your mouth before, Monica?"
"Nooooo, MASTER!! Never!! I promise!"
"How about a woman's piss, have you ever tasted a woman's piss?"
"Ohhhh, MASTER! Do I have to answer that?"
"Only if you want to be allowed to touch your dirty tramp clit,
Monica."
"MmmmmmmmmmmASTER...I have tasted my own piss...I wanted to see
what it tasted like after you told me about the black girls pissing
in Karen's mouth."
"Good girl...now rub your clit for your MASTER...let me watch
you. What did you think of the taste of your piss, Monica?"
Monica's hand slid down her tight belly to her pubic mound and
becan rubbing the hard little nub of her clitoris in circles. She
moaned as she answered my question. "I was afraid it would make me
sick, MASTER. At first I just stuck my finger into the stream and
then licked my finger clean...but then when it really didn't taste
bad I decided to try more of it."
I was rubbing my cock through my robe as Monica confessed her
exerimenting to me. Her shoulders were shaking slightly and her
thighs were covered with goosebumps as she continued.
"I stopped before I had emptied myself and got a small glass
from the kitchen. Sitting back down on the toilet, I pissed into the
glass, nearly filling it. Ohhhh...MASTER...this is sooooo dirty..do
I have to tell you all of it?"
"Yes, little whore...tell me every tiny bit of it...unless you
want to stop rubbing your fuck hole."
"Ohhhhhhh noooo!!!...it feels so good, I'll tell you all, just
let me keep touching my clit...I'm so hottt!!"
"Put the tampon back in before you finish your story,
Monica...you're dripping on the carpet and making quite a mess."
With much embarassment Monica did as I requested, the tampon
sliding easily into her dripping wet hole. Her tongue snaked out of
her mouth and she shuddered visibly as she continued her degrading
story.
"The glass was quite warm to my touch, and I swirled the liquid
slowly around in the glass. I held it close to my nose and smelled
the strong fragrance. Pushing a finger up into my pussy, I placed
the glass to my lips and drank a small sip of my urine. Strangely
enough it reminded me of the first time I tasted a man's cum. It was
a taste I had never experienced before..not altogether pleasant, but
not really as bad as I had thought it might be. I think connecting
it with cum is what allowed me to finish the glass in one large
gulp."
Monica was rubbing her clit furiously now as she paused in her
story and closed her eyes, remembering.
"How did you like it, Monica? Did you enjoy drinking a glass
full of your own piss?"
"I...ohhhhhh MASTER....I came!! I fingered my dirty little hole
while I sat there and drank my piss, and I came and came and came!!
I feel like such a slut telling you this!"
"You look like a slut now, Monica...kneeling there nude in front
of me with the string hanging out of your cunt and your fingers
rubbing your clit, your hips hunching back and forth."
I reached forward and began to pinch one of her nipples very
hard. "Take the tampon out again and feel how empty your fuck hole
becomes, Monica. You're nothing but a dirty little piss drinking
slut-cunt whore!"
With trembling hands Monica slid the re-soaked tampon from her
cunt and without having to be told placed it in her mouth and sucked
on it hungrily. Her fingers flew back to her clit and began to rub
it again. I pulled her nipple away from her breast, nearly causing
her to lose her balance. She was beginning to pant now, her breath
coming in ragged gasps as she sucked on the tampon. She looked so
lewd and nasty kneeling there with it sticking from her lips.
"Go ahead Monica...finger-fuck your hole. Finger-fuck yourself
like the trembling good fuck piece of pussy that you are."
Still rubbing her clit with her right hand, Monica's left hand
now moved between her legs and she slid two fingers slowly in her
open and dripping hole. She pushed them deep inside her and then
began moving them in and out with determination.
Watching her perform for me had made me hard as a rock. I stood
quietly in front of her and letting my robe fall open began jerking
my cock in front of her face. She stared at the hard cock being
stroked in front of her and continued to suck on the tampon as if it
was the cock that filled her field of vision.
Her grunts and moans became nearly continuous now, and I knew
she was merely waiting for me to tell her that she could come. She
could come any moment now with merely a word from me.
"Don't you come yet, you little whore you...wait until I tell
you that you can. You come too fast and I'll spank your little slut
ass!" She nodded jerkily to indicate she understood.
I felt the cum moving up into my shaft and jerked the thick fuck
meat harder and faster. Suddenly I could hold it back no longer and
a thick stream of sperm shot out of the end of my cock and landed on
her nose. It was followed by another even larger gush of fuck that
sprayed her cheek and the corner of her mouth. I continued to jerk
my dick, coming in her face with great delight. She fought hard now
to keep from coming, and I could see the strained expression on her
face as she struggled to control her emotions.
I could hear the sloshy sounds of her fingers fucking in and out
of her cunt now. She usually tried to do it so that it didn't make
any noise, but she was beyond that now and the air was filled with
her grunts and moans and the squishy, squishy sound of her finger-
fucking. As the last drop of cum dripped out of my dick I reached
forward to her mouth and pulled the string of the tampon. She opened
her mouth reluctantly to allow me to remove the tampon from her
mouth. As soon as it was empty I promptly filled it once more, this
time with my softening cock.
"No cum for you this time little cock-sucking slut mouth. This
time you drink piss. Your MASTER'S hot piss!"
I began to release the warm liquid in her mouth slowly, feeling
her mouth suck on my cock as my urine entered her mouth and throat.
Gradually I increase the speed of its release until I was literally
pouring a stream of piss into her mouth.
"Now you can come little whore! Now you can fuck yourself on
your hand and come like the little piss-drinking slut that you are!!
Come for your MASTER!!"
She swallowed hard and fast, trying not to gag on the copious
yellow fluid which was now streaming into her throat. Her whole body
suddenly went stiff and a muffled scream gurgled from within her.
Finishing the dumping of my piss, I pulled my cock from her wet mouth
and sat back on the couch, watching as she continued to come.
She had three fingers in her hole now and she humped and fucked
at her hand wildly. Her eyes were glazed over and fixed on mine.
There was cum dripping from her face, piss dripping from her open
mouth.
"Unnnnnnnnnngggggggghhhhhh...Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!....Gawwwwwd!
!!", she screamed loudly, her body beginning to jerk all over.
Suddenly it was all over and she lost her balance and fell
forward onto my lap, her head resting on my thigh. Her breathing was
still ragged and gasping and I ran my fingers through her hair gently
as she began to come down from the tremendous orgasm.
Weakly and haltingly she began to speak, never raising her head
from my thigh. "Ohhhh, thank you my wonderful MASTER! Thank you for
letting me be your slave! Thank you for giving me everything that I
need and want! Thank you...thank you."
When her breathing had slowed I gently helped her to her feet
and led her to the bedroom, laying her on the bed. I lovingly washed
her face with a warm washcloth and then lay beside her on the bed,
holding her hand in mine.
Anything, she had said. Anything. Damn!