First, the basics:
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November 7th
Last night, after kneeling hungrily between YOUR legs staring at and dreaming about YOUR mouth-watering cock and balls, YOU announced that YOU wanted a fuckhole on YOUR bed to use all night at YOUR leisure. Once again, i scurried to the Mac and pleaded on Craigslist for some hungry willing hole to spend the night in service to YOU.
There were, of course, several replies. i had to email and voice with each applicant to determine which would be one YOU would enjoy. i had to explain to each of them why i wasn't permitted to be used by YOU, how i was being punished for my selfish stupidity, and that i would be in the room, head bowed to the floor, listening to YOUR pleasure and envying the hole that was able to provide it.
i made my determination and instructed the fuckboy to be here in 30 minutes. He was prompt in his arrival. i led him to YOUR bed and tied him face-down, spread-eagle, as YOU instructed.
The fuckhole gasped with pleasure when YOU entered the room. i'm sure he was very happy to be chosen to be YOUR fucktoy for the night. i knelt in the corner, facing the corner, and listened as YOU entered him and began the night's fuck.
He was very vocal, not with words but with his moans and gasps. This made it very easy for YOU to tell when he was getting close. YOU cruelly stopped for awhile and rested with YOUR cock still inside him, not letting him empty his nuts. Once he had calmed down, YOU started fucking him to the brink again. Over and over, edging YOUR fuckpig with YOUR thick dick.
My own misery grew all night long as i was forced to listen to his pleasure in providing YOUR pleasure. i cursed myself for my selfish stupidity that has led to this long-term denial of what i've learned is a basic need -- to be used for YOUR sexual pleasure. At some point of the night, i must have fallen asleep, probably because YOUR fuckbitch did as well. YOU woke him up by pissing up his fuckhole, which made him moan in pleasure. All i could do, once again, was listen and envy him.
In the morning, i made breakfast for YOU and YOUR fuckboy. i was made available for him to use as his cumsucker and his urinal. Thank YOU for that usage, deeply reminding me how much i want to be those things for YOU. YOUR fuckboy laughed at me, wiggling his ass in my face before he left, telling me how great it felt to be carrying YOUR seed inside him. i heard YOU laugh at his insult, deepening my shame. it has only been 3 months, barely a quarter through my sentence; how am i ever going to survive this hellish starvation?
November 24th
This evening YOU wanted another suckhole to pleasure YOU while i knelt in envy. i'd followed the same procedures as before: post a listing on Craigslist, go through the men who volunteered, explained my reason for being there, explained YOUR desires and preferences. YOUR cocksucker arrived on time and YOU put him to use hard.
Rather than send him home, however, YOU suggested he spend the night at the foot of YOUR bed. i, of course, would sleep on the floor as always, but now incredibly envious of the suckhole permitted to sleep at YOUR feet.
But, as always, just when i think YOU'VE made YOUR point, YOU save the best for last. "Be sure to wake up my new alarm clock at 6AM, so he can wake me up with his mouth around my prick. But wake him up silently so I don't hear it. I don't want to wake up until it's by this sweet mouth's cocksucking."
So somehow i had to wake myself up and then wake up YOUR cocksucker, all without waking YOU up. And i had to think fast. i started looking around the room, but i was clueless and panicking. Thankfully, YOU took pity on me and explained. "Shit, set up my electro gear to send a signal to those useless nuts. Then use the adaptor to plug the electro device to the wall, using the timer i've got plugged in over there. At 5:45AM, the current will flow and those nuts will wake up. Just set it so there's no screaming. Don't disappoint me."
Don't disappoint YOU. YOU said it so casually, as if it wasn't a matter of life and death for me. Like i said before, life without service to YOU isn't living; it's only existing. Unfortunately, i had no idea what power setting would be enough to wake me up without being in complete agony. i figured it was better to guess on the too-powerful side. So the knob was set to just a little more than half-way. Everything was wired up, including my balls, and i laid on the floor looking up at YOU and YOUR cocksucker and tried to fall to sleep.
Yeah, like that was going to happen. Any rustle on the bed caught my attention as i imagined the joy of sleeping at YOUR feet. As if that wasn't enough to keep me awake, i had the fear of the agony that would attack my nuts at 5:45 in the morning. It was a very restless night spent with a very restless, drooling cock.
i must have dozed off, though, because the next thing i knew, my balls felt like they were being sliced with a rough, fiery blade; apparently it was 5:45. i held back the scream that was choking to get out of my throat and crawled up to the foot of the bed, where YOUR cocksucker was sound asleep at your feet. i figured the only way to quietly wake him up was to do what he would soon be doing to YOU: i wrapped my mouth around his cock and started to suck him awake.
It took about 5 minutes or so, but he eventually opened his eyes, smiled, and pulled his cock out of my mouth so he could better reach YOUR meat and gently wake YOU up. i got up to prepare breakfast and heard YOU drain YOUR bladder into his moaning throat. The envy that has become a constant embrace squeezed a little tighter.
This desire to please YOU grows each day. This envy for the boys and men who get to service YOU grows each day as well. With each passing sunrise, i become more and more YOUR puppet, so easily maneuvered to do whatever YOU want and need. i have no words to explain the incredible gratitude that fills my spirit. i feel so alive, so open and honest and vulnerable to YOU. Nothing has ever felt this good. As my sense of significance and value continue to shrink, my love and devotion to YOU continue to grow. YOU have become my obsession; in doing so, i am becoming YOUR possession. Thank YOU. Thank YOU. Thank YOU.