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Subject: {ASSM} Rajah Dodger Repost Flood: His On-Line Mistress [Fm]
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Abstract:  A man explores his curiosity about BDSM in modem encounters

     His On-Line Mistress, by Rajah Dodger <rdodger@hotmail.com>,
Copyright (c) 1992.  All rights reserved, except that electronic
not-for-profit reproduction rights only are explicitly granted with the
stipulation that this authorship and permission note must remain
attached.

     (Subtitle: Two On-Line Encounters Between Slave Rajah and Mistress
Sheena)

Part 1. Their first meeting

     <<MISTRESS:>> well why don't you tell me what it is exactly that
you're looking for.

     "Well, if it were a physical situation I would be doing personal
service and pleasuring my Mistress, while wearing some suitable minimum
of appropriate clothing, taking whatever teasing or punishment Mistress
deemed necessary. In the electronic format I would guess this would
take the form of an alternating story -- retelling -- scene
description, but that's just a guess."

     <<MISTRESS:>> Sounds about right to me... don't see any other way
of doing this over a computer!

     "I can hardly be bound and/or spanked over a modem... Not to
mention the difficulty of performing cunnilingus properly!"

     <<MISTRESS:>> Well I do have this paddle here that's been out of
use for a while...

     "Ohhhh... I haven't had to deal with one of those since fraternity
days."

     <<MISTRESS:>> Hmmmm and these leather restraints...

     I cogitate, holding my hands behind my back experimentally.

     <<MISTRESS:>> (evil grin) tying your wrist in the cuffs... making
sure they are snug.

     I pull my arms apart, abrading my wrists slightly against the
cuffs that do not give.

     "What would you consider appropriate attire? At present I'm simply
outfitted in white tennis shorts and a plain t-shirt."

     <<MISTRESS:>> well I do prefer my slaves NAKED!!!

     Ah, well I must correct this situation. Luckily the tennis shorts
have an elastic waistband, as my hands cannot reach the front snap from
behind my back. If I wiggle just so... and push the waistband down
so... then slide them down and off my feet.

     <<MISTRESS:>> ripping the t-shirt from your body... and pulling
the shorts off!

     Leaving me standing at attention, sides still feeling the whip of
the material ripped from me, a nervous firmness forming in front.

     <<MISTRESS:>> Down on your knees SLAVE! Crawl to me NOW!

     I fall to my knees, touching my forehead briefly to the floor,
then move forward, first one knee then the next, my cheeks parting with
every motion, my head bobbing from side to side as I approach my
Mistress's feet.

     <<MISTRESS:>> You're mine now SLAVE do you understand that!

     "Yes Mistress, I am yours."

     <<MISTRESS:>> taking my foot and touching that hard cock

     At the touch of my Mistress' toe, my cock comes to a full
erection. I blush, but my body betrays me.

     <<MISTRESS:>> (I stand before you in my black corset of silk and
satin... a black g-string to match... and black seamed stockings.) Take
my g-string off with your teeth... and be careful not to bite me!

     I move my head carefully to my Mistress' waist, gently taking the
edge of the g-string between my lips and working it in until I can grip
it with my teeth; then, slowly and carefully, I pull it down, tugging
until the sides begin a slow raspy path over Mistress' stockings. I
continue in this fashion, savoring the heady scent of my Mistress as I
move my head lower to touch the ground, the g-string around Mistress'
ankles.

     <<MISTRESS:>> Very good slave... now lick your way back up my leg!

     I touch the tip of my tongue to Mistress' right leg, feeling the
texture of the stocking rough against its surface, then swab my tongue
against her ankle, moving thoroughly as I move upward to her calf, then
covering both her kneecap and moving to the hollow behind her knee.
 From there I trace a damp path up the inside of Mistress' thigh,
stopping as I encounter her glossy musky curls.

     <<MISTRESS:>> (patting my slaves head...) Now my dear Slave what
is that you think your Mistress may want?

     "Would my Mistress desire me to give equal treatment to her other
leg? Or should I use my tongue in that fragrant area that even now
beckons to me, teasing my nose with its scent?"

     <<MISTRESS:>> Yes that would be one of your Mistresses desires!

     Equal treatment it is, then, and I move my head back down to
Mistress' left ankle, wrapping my tongue around the joint, sucking on
broad expanses of calf through the stocking as I taste the mingled
experience of skin and nylon. This time I work in the hollow of the
knee first, covering every inch before moving around to the front,
prodding my tongue against the bumps of the kneecap. Finally, a clear
path is opened, and I move my lips and tongue up, higher and higher,
until I reach that point where the flexing of Mistress' leg draws its
own line in the skin, my eyes on a level with Mistress' waist. I pause,
closing my eyes as I breathe deeply...

     <<MISTRESS:>> (Turning around and showing you my tight buns...
touching its soft skin) Lick here also SLAVE!

     I open my mouth and place the flat of my tongue where my Mistress
points, leaving a damp trail on the revealed skin.

     <<MISTRESS:>> Hmmmmm so nice to have a slave who does that so
well!

     Hearing no request to stop, I continue painting the designated
area until it glistens completely with a sheen of saliva.

     <<MISTRESS:>> (looking at my naked slave and seeing that his cock
is now rock hard and wet)

     I kneel expectantly at my Mistress' feet.

     <<MISTRESS:>> (sitting on the edge of the bed now... my legs
spread wide open... revealing my very wet very hot pussy)

     Licking my lips nervously I await my Mistress' next command.

     <<MISTRESS:>> Come here slave... and lick my pussy till I tell you
to stop.

     I "walk" on my knees to the bed where my Mistress awaits, then bow
my head so my nose lands in the top of her already damp channel. I
inhale her scent, then extend my tongue between her puffy labia. The
taste of her inner liquor is heady, and I close my eyes as I stroke
those lips, up and down, up to the nubbin that makes her thighs tremble
around my ears, and down to her vagina, making muffled slurping noises
as I lick and swallow the juices flowing from that spot. Again I move
up, my nose leading the way for my tongue as they go jointly up to
Mistress' pleasure spot, where I circle that nub with my tongue,
pushing it up and down, then...

     ***** session interrupted by line noise *****

Part 2. Their first meeting finally concludes

     <<MISTRESS:>> So has my slave missed his Mistress????

     "Your slave has deeply missed his Mistress, many is the night he
dangled by the computer in frustration at missing Her."

     <<MISTRESS:>> well we're here now... hopefully uninterrupted!!

     "It cannot please you any more than me..."

     <<MISTRESS:>> I know what ya mean... now get over here and
continue from where we left off last time

     Hobbling on knees with bended head, I approach my Mistress where
she sits with legs akimbo, her fingers holding her pleasure center open
as a target. My tongue gently, then firmly, helps separate those lips
that beckon, as my Mistress' juice slowly trickles down into my mouth.

     <<MISTRESS:>> "Right there Slave" she points to her very wet warm
opening

     I bend my head forward to kiss the proffered area, darting
tongue-tip down to the opening at the base which squeezes my tongue as
I press it forward. I suck the tart liquor out, swallowing as I urge
even more to flow out. My Mistress' scent is all around me as I breathe
deeply through my nose, letting my lips trail wet kisses on and around
her labia.

     <<MISTRESS:>> Hmmmmm Oooooooooo yessssssssss... oh you are goooood
at this!

     Further, and a little faster, I push my tongue, pressing against
that ring which opens and closes in little spasms against this wet
invader. The back of my throat tries to rebel briefly against the
little hairs which are coming along with her juices, but I suppress the
reflex and continue, nudging the bridge of my nose against her Mons. I
can feel the tension in Mistress' thighs against my head, and that
feeling in itself is an aphrodisiac.

     <<MISTRESS:>> With crop in my hand I lightly slap my Slaves little
ass... urging him on more and more.

     The crop she uses against my ass stings slightly, and reminds me
whose pleasure is at stake here. I open my mouth wide, the better to
push and pull my tongue, to kiss, suck and nibble, occasionally zipping
up between her swollen labia to kiss the hooded clitoris before moving
back down.

     <<MISTRESS:>> My breaths are getting heavier and heavier... moans
escape from my lips... the room is spinning slightly.

     When Mistress' legs start to quiver ever so slightly, I know I
must now redouble my efforts. I push my head in so my eyes are buried
in her bush, the top of my nose now wiggling against the pearl buried
beneath, my lips and tongue now quickly alternating between nibbles,
long licks and deep probes.

     <<MISTRESS:>> I grab a handful of my slave's hair and press my wet
wanting hole against his lips... moaning loudly and moving my hips.

     I move my tongue out and in, out into Mistress' grasping cavern,
in to take her juices as my reward.

     <<MISTRESS:>> ... slapping his ass a little harder with my crop.

     Her thighs tight around my head chafe my ears, but the pain is
only my due, as is that from the strokes of her crop. My breathing is
ragged, as my breathing space is confined to the close musky area
between Mistress' legs. My universe has tightened and centered on that
one area of worship, where with lips but without voice I show my
Mistress how much she means to me.

     <<MISTRESS:>> I feel a tremendous orgasm building deep within my
loins...

     I briefly lick the area between her two holes, tasting the
sensitive skin there before placing my tongue back where it will do the
most good and whipping the tip from side to side...

     My face is suddenly covered with the juices of my Mistress, the
major part flowing down my tongue to my throat where I swallow the
sweet-sour liquor greedily, the balance covering my cheeks and dripping
to my neck with her sticky spendings.

     <<MISTRESS:>> Oooooo hmmmmmmm that was quite good Slave... now I
want you to sit in front of me and play with yourself... for my
pleasure!

     Ahhh... I seat myself on the floor in front of my Mistress, legs
crossed beneath me, cock hard and slightly curved in front of me. I
grasp my scrotal sac, dragging the nails of my right hand up across my
balls (the sac flushed red), then up the swollen vein to the purplish
head. I flick it with my thumb, demonstrating to you how hard I am for
you. Now I grasp the shaft with my right hand, beginning a slow up and
down movement, at first only rubbing the shaft, then quickening the
jerky movement against the corona. As I do this, I reach between my
thighs, separating my ass cheeks to find the nether entrance there.

     <<MISTRESS:>> I take my stockinged foot and slowly run it up and
down the shaft feeling the hardness.

     The touch of my Mistress' foot against my shaft excites me, but I
grit my teeth the better to extend my showing. With my thumb and
forefinger of the right hand, I circle the top of the shaft, squeezing
and releasing as I continue the up-and-down movement. Meantime, my left
index finger has probed and rests at my nether entrance. I push it in
slightly, my hips and cock jerking in response. My right hand is now
moving quickly, then slowly, as my breathing has quickened. I lean back
now, the better to display myself to you as well as give myself access.

     <<MISTRESS:>> Seeing how much my Slave enjoys anal pleasures I
reach in to my bag and retrieve a butt plug for him to use as my reward
to him for having pleasured his Mistress so much.

     Thanking my Mistress, I take the butt plug, placing it in my mouth
and licking it carefully all over, then slowly working it into my anus.
The plug hits the nerve there, and my right hand starts flying, up and
down hard, as my hips begin an uncontrolled jerking motion. Without any
control, I continue to move my hand up and down as my cock spurts long
thin streams of whitish fluid up onto my chest, a few stray droplets
hitting my chin, the bulk landing on my lower belly and pubic hair. As
I lay gasping, my hand continues to move, pumping the last fluids out
as my cock -- once high and proud -- becomes soft, deep red, and
shrinking. I lay on the floor in front of my Mistress, soaked in the
aroma of sex.

     <<MISTRESS:>> Hmmm that was quite wonderful to watch slave... you
know how to please your Mistress well

     "I thank my Mistress, it was after all at your permission and
urging."

     <<MISTRESS:>> Hmmmmm Oooooooooo yessssssssss... oh

***** {END} ***** Completed 1992, 2166 words

Copyright (c) 1992 Rajah Dodger (rdodger@hotmail.com)

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