Message-ID: <3720eli$9709041806@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/Year97/3720.txt> From: "Tawny Hess" <tawny6@hotmail.com> Subject: My Story Parts IV and V (Repost) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.bondage,alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.stories.erotic Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-ID: <01bcb948$752b7f20$dc6d400c@valuedcu> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------ Caution, this story is for adults only. If you are not 18, go elsewhere to read. Delete this and get off this newsgroup page! ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------ Introduction: My name is Judy Hess, but I go by the nickname Tawny. This is the story of my journey down the road to a submissive sexual lifestyle. Some is true, some not, some I imagine will occur. Whatever the case, I hope the readers will be entertained and I hope I can gain some like minded friends on the internet. I have been fooling with e-mail and chat on IRC, PowWow and other mediums for a couple of months. Due to some bad experiences I will want to avoid phone conversations and revelations of my physical location. Likewise, having had my photo widely distributed on the net, I tend to be covetous of my pic. My personal background is that I am 28 years old and have reddish brown hair, shoulder length. I am 5' 8" tall and weigh 135 lbs. I am somewhat thin and tend to be active and athletic. (Played basketball and on the cheerleading squad in HS (Lots of gymnastics!). Also ran on the spring track team, without much success, but I still run regularly. I like outdoors things, hiking, biking, surfing etc. I am currently "between careers" and work evenings at various businesses as a hostess or waitress etc. (Love those tips!). I like this because my days are free for the beach and outdoors. Ah, and inquiring minds always seem to want to know.... I don't stand in front of mirrors and measure myself, but I wear a 35C bra, which I feel I fill adequately. My waist is still 25 (60 sit-ups a day). My hips are there and not fat (certainly not at 135 lbs.) Part IV: The Bait I arrived at Roger's apartment at about 9PM. I thought it was strange to get there so late, but maybe he was just after sex...........just like me. His place was huge and over looked the bay. It must have cost him a fortune to rent. It was very plush inside and he had a wet bar in the living area. Guess just one bedroom. He served me a frozen drink right away (it was nearly 100 out that day). It was full of booze. Maybe he wanted to get me high again. OK by me! He put his hand on my behind and showed me around the place. Gorgeous! A huge bathroom with a glass shower over a Jacuzzi style tub. Beautiful view and large mirrors on the bedroom wall. This was going to be nice. He talked a little more as we had a second drink. I could feel the booze going to work as he got close to me and began to run his hands over my body. We were on the sofa and I put up zero resistance. Before long he had his huge cock buried deep in my pussy and was fucking me just like he always did. The sex went on and he gave me another drink to down while he knelt in front of me, spread my legs apart and fucked me steadily. I was getting close to orgasm when he suddenly pulled out and slapped his cock on my pussy, making wet slapping sounds and arousing my clit with that strange pain/lust feeling. Then he suddenly said "Do you ever shave?" I never had, but told him I did once. "Will you do it again, for me?' "I want to watch." Hmmmm, it seemed a little kinky,..but why not?, I thought to myself. He led me to the bathroom and began to fill the Jacuzzi. He told me to sit on the edge of the tub, facing the big mirrored wall and he provided all the tools. I ran hot water from the shower tool on my hair and applied the cream. He watched intently, stroking his cock once in a while, keeping it hard. I began to shave off my hair. It was naturally light and came off very easily. He told me to go over it again with a fresh razor blade so it was very smooth. I did and I got it just as smooth as my ass. I carefully opened my lips and got every hair I could find, then rinsed. He told me to look in the mirror and spread my lips. I enjoyed seeing my sexy, naked pussy and the pink insides, still moist from his fucking. It was erotic looking in the mirror like that. "You look very good Tawny." "You know that don't you?" "Any man would give anything to have possession of your sweet pussy, so you shouldn't be ashamed to show it off like this.", he said as he led me to the bedroom and began to kiss me lightly, then he laid me back on the bed and buried his mouth on my freshly shaved pussy. It was sooooooo erotic. He worked on my clit and pushed his tongue way up my slit, making my juices flow. I could feel the orgasm come quickly when he stopped and started to work up toward my tits. He must have known exactly how close I was to orgasm, because he always held me just moments from it, making my psyche beg for just a little more. He held my head by he hair and pulled me to him as he stood and forced me into a kneeling position In front of him. We were right in front of the big mirror and there were track lights running along the mirrored walls illuminating us as we stood there. "Now Tawny, suck me like you did before, and watch yourself in the mirror." "Watch my cock slide into your mouth as you suck me the way you love to." I looked and watched as I sucked his big cock. It was so erotic watching his cock in my mouth. He was very animated, maneuvering my head on and off his big swollen cock. I made loud sucking sounds as he twisted his body a bit so I could get a clear view of my mouth on his cock in the mirror. I fondled his balls and sucked as I became more and more aroused by the lightheadedness I felt from the drinks and the excitement of watching myself suck his cock so wantonly. It was a while before I felt him begin to stiffen and he grabbed his cock in his hand and pulled out. Holding my head by the hair, very roughly, he screamed for me to open wide. He shot his first stream right into my open mouth from about 6 inches away. Then he jerked and his second and third streams coursed across my cheeks and then up to my forehead. Then he pulled my mouth back over his cock and pushed it in as far as I could take it. I could tell he enjoyed it and I could see my cum-drenched face clearly in the mirrors and in the bright lights. He pushed me down on the bed and spread my legs so he could enter my pussy again, maneuvering me so I could glance over and see all the action in the big mirror. My face, covered in his cum and his big hard cock slamming into my smooth, wanton pussy. I could feel his hair contact my hairless pussy and it tickled; felt so erotic. I felt the orgasm coming again and moaned in delight. He fucked me over and over, in every imaginable position. Always in the bright lights and in the front of that mirror. In my daze, I was reminded of those xxx movies and imagined myself as a porno queen in a film studio. That's what it was like to see myself going at it in that mirror. Little did I know at the time that my thoughts were closer to reality then I ever suspected... but then everything I did with this strange man was foolish and chancy. Part V: The Trap I went to the beach the next day again and daydreamed about my session at Roger's place. I thought about how much more forceful he was now, than that first time. It was as if his sexual appetite was growing, and it seems to have caused mine to grow also. He was downright impolite at times, but that was the part I seemed to like the most. I wondered if maybe I was a latent masochist. Me?...oh that's ridiculous.....I was just horny and found a man with a great bod and a extra size cock to satisfy me. Besides, I really liked being able to have sex without all the games. He just seemed to know exactly what turned me on. When I got back to the apartment there was a e-mail waiting for me. It was Roger. He said he could not see me that evening (which was just as well since I was a little sore and had to work a cocktail lounge 'til closing.) He said he wanted me to download a program called mIRC, if I didn't already use it, and gave me instructions. He wanted me to practice using it and to be ready for a proposition and a big surprise. Wow, I could hardly wait. Work was uneventful, not very busy, so I had time to think. I was pretty convinced that I had a desire for a strong sex partner who led the way in the bedroom. I never really noticed that before. I was liking the way Roger was becoming more assertive. When I got home, I went straight to the computer and downloaded the IRC thing. I slept while the download took and worked with the program the next day. It was pretty neat, being able to chat directly, all around the world and to receive and send pictures almost instantly. I didn't have a picture of myself, of course, but everyone else seemed to. I brought up a list of channels and was amazed by the variety. I also noticed how many were foul languaged and sex oriented. Wow, I thought, there are a lot of horny guys out there. I wondered how many were those same guys who stare at me when I do my strip at the club. I saw a couple of interesting channels and tried out a few of the sex oriented ones. names like submission, slaves, humiliation etc. Just as in real life, I was being hit on by a bunch of dirty mouthed men, or boys. Then I chatted with one guy who claimed to be a Master. It was enlightening. I wondered if he really did stuff with a real woman who accepted his coarse treatment. He was talking about weird stuff like clamps, chains, whips and bondage. Who would do that? Funny though, as he chatted, some of the things sort of excited me, especially when he talked about forced sex with groups and stuff. Damn, how erotic.....I wondered if Roger could be one of these Dom guys. My sex with Roger was kinda strange like that, and I was liking it. To each their own I say. Late in the afternoon I checked mail again and found one from Roger. His note was rather short and simply said to meet him at #submission on IRC at 1AM or as soon as I got back from work. I was disappointed that this was a cyber meet and not a real one, but he was like that. It didn't seem fair because he was getting sex on demand and I wasn't. I decided I needed to adjust that a bit, but later maybe. For now, I was getting horny again and would do what I needed to to get back into his bed. I worked the early shift at Deju Vu that night. I was filling in for a friend and that was good, because I was feeling in the mood for stripping. I genuinely enjoyed showing off my body to all those men that night and went down to a g-string. They must have loved it because the manager let me go out for an extra round that night. Big time tips for these tits! I got home just at 1AM and hit the computer. I was feeling a little horny, so I sat there completely naked and just lightly ran my fingers over my nipples, imagining them to be Roger's tongue, as I connected to IRC and went to #submission. I was not very imaginative with my nick and just used the name Tawny. Actually, I ended up as Tawny6, because there had already been a Tawny on the server. I was immediately engaged in several chats with men, all of whom I clicked off. Then I saw the name MRoger and he messaged me. We had a little small talk. He encouraged me to change my nick to tawny6. I already knew that was a signal for a submissive. I didn't even hesitate. I wanted to be a submissive to Roger. I wondered what the Mroger stood for. Master? Was Roger a real Dom? Roger then asked me if I was interested in coming over and "entertaining" himself and a friend of his. He wanted me to have sex with him and another guy. I thought about it, but, no. That was not a good idea. I didn't want to become a sort of slut or something. I mean, sex is fun, but I need to have some limits. I told him, no, I don't think so. He replied "Tawny, that was the wrong answer" I was actually a little surprised. He WAS getting aggressive. I didn't feel that sharing was a component of our sex arrangement. I replied "Wrong?, was an invitation to a swing session your big surprise?" I was getting afraid my great sex arrangement was coming to an end. He replied "Check this out and then try again" a window popped up for a photo download titled "tawny" I downloaded and my mind raced for an answer to what he was up to. Then it popped up on the screen. I was frozen in disbelief. There was a large, very clear picture of my face locked onto a huge cock in my mouth. The head of the cock was pressing against my cheek and I was in obvious ecstasy! How the hell!? Then it hit me. The mirrors, the lights.....It WAS a movie studio. MY GOD! I sat there motionless, looking at the picture, feeling my crotch become moist and my mind racing with panic. I was both excited and full of fear at the same time. Then the message appeared. "I still need your answer." I replied "What are you doing? Why are you doing this?" Then "I'll tell you in person, get your little cunt over here" What would he do with my picture? Did he have more? Isn't what he was doing against the law? Then I saw in the window..."Anyone want a great shot of my whore sucking my cock?". Damn, he was getting ready to display my picture to anyone who wanted to see it. Then I received three more download windows...I downloaded and replied "Please wait......don't sent that picture over the net" I thought.....what if he posts it on a newsgroup, my pic will be everywhere and people will easily recognize me. The downloads popped up. One was his cock squirting into my mouth. it was so clear it was shocking. Then the other two were of me shaving myself and smiling...right into the camera! and the other of him fucking me, his face completely blocked and mine as clear as can be. Then the next message....."If you are not here in 30 minutes, naked and standing in the middle of my living room I will begin distribution. All of your wonderful poses, accompanied by your address and places where you work, in case anyone is interested in meeting you in person" Then he dropped off the screen.. I thought about it....That bastard was going to ruin me. I could go to the police....but that would not only be embarrassing, and my life would still be screwed up. And what if someone in my family ever got wind of it?! He wanted me to have sex with him and a friend. Why didn't he just ask me? Oh yea, he did...but he didn't give me a chance to think about it. He was demanding prompt obedience to his demands for sex. That is what was turning me on in the first place. It was just three way sex. I had dreamt of that many times. It would even be fun probably. He was probably going to include one of those guys he was with last week. They were both cute and muscular, like Roger. Why should I screw up my whole life just because I refuse to do what I REALLY want to do anyway? I was going to become Roger's personal whore....I was rationalizing it and decided to take the step. After all, that should be the end of it.......I slipped on my shorts and a T and headed for the car. Just a 10 minute drive to Roger's. -- tawny6@hotmail.com -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/> .../assm/faq.html> /