So - we seem to have bought ourselves a slut. Think I might be enjoying this a bit too much this control lark but then again, none of these ideas (yet!) have been mine. I've been following instructions and acting like the messenger.
I had such a horny dream last night of rolling around on a bed with a girl - a girl in a short summer dress who was dripping wet, who kept showing me how wet she was. I could smell her in my dream, feel her pussy, stick my fingers right in, taste her. It was vivid and very very exciting.
First time since I entered the scene that I am fantasising about being with a woman. And a woman I fancy too! Under your control. Two of us doing your bidding. Wow.
So many thoughts and plans and excitements and nervousnesses. Will she go through with it? Will I? Will I be jealous? Will it be as fun as I hope it will be? Will you make me do something so degrading that I can't even write about it here although you have already mentioned it? Will there be pain? Will there be laughter? Tears even? Why do I even want to do all this?
And the answer to the last question? Because I want to - for you and for us.
xxx
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