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  OPEN LETTER TO MY CORPORATE SLUT:  THE PARTY FAVOR
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Copyright 1998 akasha@netcom.com
All Rights Reserved
   
   
   Good morning my slut,
   
   Well, as you know, I wanted to have a special party to celebrate our
   anniversary coming up. We've talked about lots of different themes and
   ideas, and I like them all -- from the really fancy cocktail party to
   the wine tasting to the costume bash. Just our closest friends and
   cohorts, making sure the night was one to remember.
   
   But, as you know, I have been in one of those moods lately. I just
   can't shake it this time, baby. I know I fucked you mercilessly last
   night while you had to wear a pink nightie, I know I made you sleep in
   a cage in the closet on Sunday. But I just can't shake this desire to
   use you -- to really possess you.
   
   Do you think I am getting too severe? Honestly now, do you think that
   not being allowed to wear men's underwear any more is getting to you,
   and not being able to cum unless I give permission is affecting your
   pride?
   
   Because I have to tell you, my slave, this is getting me hotter and
   hotter. The deeper you submit to me, the more you prove how devoted
   you are, the hotter I am. I want more -- I want to possess you fully.
   
   In fact, it is getting harder and harder to just let you leave for
   work in the morning. All dressed up in your power suit, when I know
   you have panties and garters on underneath (such a hot little fuck you
   are!) -- it gets more difficult for me to stop myself from ordering
   you back to my feet and indulging my desires.
   
   Are you ready to keep going? I guess that is what I am asking.
   
   And I wonder if you have any more room in the Corporate Toy Drawer at
   the office where I keep your emergency toys. The toys I make you use
   at work for me.
   
   I hope you have some time free this morning, because I intend to use
   you..while telling you what I have decided to do for my party.
   
   *****
   
   Before we continue, I want you to lock your door and take down your
   trousers. Pull down those silky little black crotchless panties I made
   you wear today and tighten your cock cage one more notch.
   
   That's right, I want it *tight* as you read this. Ahh, do you know how
   long it has been since I let you cum!
   
   (Hint: 6 days now. You came last Sunday, ankles locked over your head,
   cock an inch over your mouth. You didn't spill a drop, remember?)
   
   Now that the cage is nice and tight, I want to tell you that I have
   planned something I know will be very hard for you. I want to have a
   party, but it will be an all girl party.
   
   Sort of like one of my Girls' Night Out adventures.
   
   But this time, we are having it at our place. And you are going to be
   there.
   
   You are going to have a special role. I call your role "the Party
   Favor".
   
   You will have a special Party Favor outfit -- probably a black skirt
   and thigh high stockings, corset, and gloves. I want you in high heels
   (practice so you don't wobble too much in front of Alice and Janie, I
   know you find them both irresistible and are going to be totally
   embarrassed).
   
   I am going to have you first serve as a Hostess -- and that means
   getting our drinks and making sure everyone is comfortable. I am going
   to show them some of my favorite pictures from our Bondage Photo
   Album.
   
   Just to get you nice and humiliated.
   
   You will stand in the corner or kneel next to the couch quietly and
   obediently while we giggle and whisper, and you will have no idea what
   plans we have for you. Because the purpose of the night will be for
   you to prove to my friends how much of a slut you are. How obedient
   you are.
   
   I want you to make me proud that I own you. And that means you have to
   be a sexy, nasty little whore.
   
   Do you know how to do a striptease?
   
   ****
   
   I'll have all my toys out. I have thought this part through in total
   detail. I want it to be pulled off like a perfect presentation --
   everything spread out so nicely, all my implements. My friends will be
   introduced to each of them and shown what it does.
   
   It will be sort of a free for all on you, my whore. The paddles, the
   canes. I will have you bent over and presenting your ass (show them
   how much you can take, my slut!).
   
   But it isn't just about the pain, you know. I want them to know just
   how are you will go.
   
   And I want to know just how far you will go, too.
   
   *****
   
   By then, I can assure you, you will be desperate to cum. I will have
   worked you into a total frenzy every night leading up to it that you
   will be a broken, desperate little whore.
   
   You will be crawling around, kissing and licking the shoes of all my
   female friends (think of all the different tastes and smells!),
   knowing that if you impress me enough I just might give you the chance
   to cum.
   
   But none of this nastiness in front of my friends, no.
   
   I guess you are worried, thinking that I might go all the way --
   bending you over the couch and fucking you with a strap on while my
   friends sit around and drink tea, watching and commenting?
   
   You wonder if you are going to be stripped naked and made into a party
   game as well as a party favor -- and that means playing evil things
   like -- like how many weights will hang from the ball stretcher before
   it finally becomes too much for you to take? Or who can flog the
   clothespins off your ballsac?
   
   Or better, blindfolding you and giving each of my girlfriends a
   different one of your dildos, and making you suck them off, and tell
   them which one is which? How impressed would they be that you can tell
   which color the dildo is by the way it feels *inside* your mouth!
   
   Or how about this -- I give them each a different size dildo and you
   have to pick one of us, blindfolded, and she will be the one fucking
   you in the ass. And you have no idea how big that dildo will be...do
   you?
   
   I wonder if they would find all of this shocking.
   
   *****
   
   By now, I know you are kneeling there, rock hard, precum oozing from
   your cock. Your silky black panties are getting all stained, aren't
   they? You know how much that upsets me. Maybe you need to take them
   off and clean them up good for me..clean them up so you don't get in
   trouble when you come home this evening.
   
   It would be a shame to have to sleep in the cage twice in one week...
   
   ****
   
   Do you want to know the real motivations behind the Party Favor idea I
   have, my treasured whore?
   
   I am going to let you in on a little secret fantasy of mine, and I
   want you to keep it to yourself. Don't even mention it to me, because
   it is something hard for me to even talk about.
   
   But it is something I think..I hope..we will be able to do some day...
   
   
   And that is -- to make you a *real* party favor.
   
   I want to go to one of those dark, sort of sleazy bondage S&M parties
   or balls. One of the bigger ones, and one where we don't know anyone.
   I will be all dressed up in my sexiest dom bitch outfit -- probably a
   really tight, short latex skirt, latex corset, gloves, and thigh high
   boots with 5 inch spiked heels. Super shiny, spit-shined clean from a
   tongue licking (you can guess who provided that!)
   
   And you will be there, wearing nothing but really tight latex briefs.
   Not even shoes. I will have you on a leash, attached to a big metal
   collar around your neck. Industrial strength.
   
   You will be blindfolded the whole time. You will never see anyone at
   all. Your wrists will be chained behind your back. You will have your
   big red ball gag strapped on and hanging around your neck so that at
   any given time I can put it in your mouth.
   
   I might have a sign I can hang around your neck that says "Akasha's
   Property" or "Whore for rent" or "Blowjobs $5". You will never know
   what the sign says.
   
   And then I can sit comfortable, legs crossed, enjoying the stares I
   get from men and women as you kneel waiting by my feet. And I can let
   anyone use you. Anyone that *I* want to use you.
   
   So that I can watch.
   
   Women. Men. Couples. I don't care. I will have you as my total whore,
   and you will be my party favor. You will suck toes, massage feet, kiss
   asses. You will be a toilet, you will be a beating post, you will be
   an open ass for anyone to use. I like the idea of making you a
   complete object of which I control, and you never see anything.
   
   You have to put complete trust in me. Sometimes I will lean over and
   rub your latex briefs, rub the bulging center to make sure you are
   still quite alert. Underneath you might be wearing one of the more
   painful studded cock rings we picked out.
   
   I might take you into a backroom for some more intimate play, and you
   will never know who I am letting use you. I might fuck a woman right
   next to you, telling you how hot she is, how nice her nipples feel,
   how good her pussy tastes, but you just sit there with a big red ball
   in your mouth and provide scenery for us to look at while we enjoy
   each other's bodies.
   
   You will suck dildo after dildo -- until you gag on them -- wondering
   if at any moment the cool slick latex will be replaced with stiff,
   salty flesh. Wondering if you will have drops of precum spread all
   over your lips and hear the grunt of a man getting ready to shove his
   cock into your mouth.
   
   I think you can tell where I came up with the name "Party Favor".
   Because everyone gets to enjoy it.
   
   Everyone
   
   ****
   
   Well, my slut, this letter is about ready to come to a close, and I am
   about ready to go shopping. I want to pick out some new boots for you
   to shine up tonight when you get home from work. So be ready to
   present yourself on your hands and knees to me when you get home,
   ready with your tongue. Of course you have no idea if I will get cute
   little ankle boots that will take 15 minutes to clean, or
   almost-to-my-crotch black patent leather bitch boots that will take
   the bulk of the evening to get through (I might rent a movie to watch
   during that!)
   
   But, I suppose you will be able to tell in time. For now, take a break
   to insert our special plug, and return to work. I want you ready for
   me tonight.
   
   My little party favor.
   
   Adoringly,
   
   Mistress Akasha
   
   
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   (c) Copyright 1998. All rights reserved. akasha@netcom.com
   
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The slave thinks he is freed from bondage           ---  akasha@netcom.com
Only to find a stronger set of chains               ---  Tania on #femdom
	
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