Fucktoy.
I pick up my cell phone, click my way until I find your number, and hit dial.
You pick up, "hello?"
"I need a fucktoy, is it available tonight?"
You've talked to me before, but it took you a second to recognize my voice, mostly out of suprise, since I have never called you out of the blue before. You're not quite sure how to respond to that, but after a second, your mind comprahended what I had just said.
"uhm, where are you at? want phone sex? web cam? "
"no, I need a fucktoy, in my hotel room, now, is it available?"
"You're in town? You should've.."
I cut you off
"is the fucktoy available, yes or no?"
"uhm, yes"
"Good, dress the part, come to room 230 at the courtyard, be here in 45 minutes ,dressed right, oh, and bring toys"
I hang up before you have a chance to respond.
You are left puzzled, why was I in town? Why hadn't I told you? But, you are turned on, you hurry upstairs and change, yes, dress the part, so you pick your short dress that shows a lot of clevage, and skip the bra, and panties. One quick glance in the mirror, yes, you look like a fucktoy, ready to be used. You grab a bag and grab some of your toys, and run out the door.
40 minutes since I hung up, you enter the hotel, and make your way to my room. You pause for a second outside of it, then knock.
I hear the knock on the door. I am in no hurry, I want you to wait for me. I hear you knock again, and then I get up, and move to the door. I open it , and look at you. short dress, barely to your hips, your clevage on display.
"Are you the fucktoy ?"
You can feel your pussy flowing from that question.
"yes' you say quietly, with some nervousness in your voice.
"WHAT WAS THAT? What are you?" I say, with some anger behind my voice.
"a fucktoy" you say a little louder.
"You are what?" Again, I have some anger in the voice, and you can tell from my eyes, that your performance so far hasn't impressed me.
You pull yourself together, and raise your voice, and say
"I am your fucktoy ,sir!"
"Much better, Much better, now lift your dress up!"
You look at me, trying to see if I really ment to say that with you out in the hallway. You start to open your mouth, then you realise that the neither of the questions on your head would probably go over real well, so instead, you slowly move your hands down, and pull your dress up slowly, just a little bit. You look over at me, and can tell that I am not impressed. You move it higher, eventually high enough so I can just see your shaved pussy. I grin.
"Come in fucktoy"
I motion for you to move in, then close the door behind you. You are more than happy to get out of the hallway, after the show you just had to put on.
I grab your hair, and pull you towards the coach. I sit down, and pull you down over my lap.
"Well, I think you need to be spanked for that horrible performance you put on out there in the hallway"
I pull your dress up, exposing your wonderful ass , I rub it for a bit, then *smack* I let my flat hand hit your ass. You squirm a little, and I repeat it, time and time again, between your cheeks.
As I hit you, I start to hear you moan, I know you are enjoying it. I stop. I spread your legs, then put my hand between your legs. I feel your wetness, you are dripping.
"my, aren't we a good fucktoy, all wet and ready to be used"
"Oh yes... I am a fucktoy, please use me Sir., I need to be used..."
I let my finger find your clit, and I touch it lightly, to see your reaction. I hear a loud moan from you as my finger hits it. I then flick it.
That gets a reaction from you, you squirm.
"Oh, you like that, huh ?"
"oh yes sir, this fucktoy loves that"
"Ok, get off my lap, and strip for me"
You do, you quickly strip of your dress, and stand naked in front of me. I admire your body for a second as you stand there, ready to be used.
"Kneel, hands behind your back, legs spread!"
You know I love that position ,and quickly move into it. i move behind you, you try to see what I am doing, but can't quite tell. *click* you feel your left wrist handcuffed, *click* and its locked to the right wrist. Next your eyes are covered with a blindfold, I quickly tie it behind your head. I leave you like that, leaving you guessing about what’s going on. I walk around some, then stand still, then move. You can't quite tell what I am up to, you're about to ask, but stop, closing your mouth again, thinking asking might not be the right thing to do right now.
"open your mouth slut!"
You do.
Again, you hear me move around, doing something , you can't tell what. Eventually you believe I am moving towards you again, but you can't quite tell. I move closer, and you are fairly sure I am standing right in front of you now, but you sit there, mouth open, still curious about what I am about to do next. I quickly answer that question, as I plunge my cock into your mouth. I grab your hair, and start fucking your face as I pull on your hair.
"That’s a good fucktoy, remember, you are just the toy, I can use you any way I want"
*slap* I slap your left tit, then your right, my cock deep in your mouth still. I give your tits a few more slaps, watching them smack into each other after each hit, and a nice red spot appearing on each.
"You fucking Slut! You get off on having your tits slapped!"
I can hear you moan around my cock, you're sucking and licking it as I fuck your face. When you try to take control of the blowjob by moving your head, I pull sharply on your hair, showing you who is in control.
"No Slut, I am in control here, not you!"
I slap both your tits again, before grabbing your nipples, and twisting. Your body squirms from the pain, and I respond by slamming my cock all the way into your mouth. I continue to fuck your mouth, occasionally slapping a tit, pulling your hair, and twisting a nipple. I can feel myself getting ready to come, I pull our, and shoot my load onto your tits, denying you the pleasure of getting it in your mouth, where I know you love it.
"Boy you look like a slut, cum dripping from your red tits, your pussy dripping wet, and your ass red. all on display"
"Thank you Sir"
I unlock your handcuffs, and remove the blindfold. Your eyes take a minute to adjust to the amount of light, but as they do, you notice that you are looking right into a camcorder on a tripod. "Did you....?" you ask carefully.
"Of course slut, and it will stay on for the rest of the fun too, after all, we have just started.....But for now, clean your tits for me, eat the cum you crave...."
"
You pick up, "hello?"
"I need a fucktoy, is it available tonight?"
You've talked to me before, but it took you a second to recognize my voice, mostly out of suprise, since I have never called you out of the blue before. You're not quite sure how to respond to that, but after a second, your mind comprahended what I had just said.
"uhm, where are you at? want phone sex? web cam? "
"no, I need a fucktoy, in my hotel room, now, is it available?"
"You're in town? You should've.."
I cut you off
"is the fucktoy available, yes or no?"
"uhm, yes"
"Good, dress the part, come to room 230 at the courtyard, be here in 45 minutes ,dressed right, oh, and bring toys"
I hang up before you have a chance to respond.
You are left puzzled, why was I in town? Why hadn't I told you? But, you are turned on, you hurry upstairs and change, yes, dress the part, so you pick your short dress that shows a lot of clevage, and skip the bra, and panties. One quick glance in the mirror, yes, you look like a fucktoy, ready to be used. You grab a bag and grab some of your toys, and run out the door.
40 minutes since I hung up, you enter the hotel, and make your way to my room. You pause for a second outside of it, then knock.
I hear the knock on the door. I am in no hurry, I want you to wait for me. I hear you knock again, and then I get up, and move to the door. I open it , and look at you. short dress, barely to your hips, your clevage on display.
"Are you the fucktoy ?"
You can feel your pussy flowing from that question.
"yes' you say quietly, with some nervousness in your voice.
"WHAT WAS THAT? What are you?" I say, with some anger behind my voice.
"a fucktoy" you say a little louder.
"You are what?" Again, I have some anger in the voice, and you can tell from my eyes, that your performance so far hasn't impressed me.
You pull yourself together, and raise your voice, and say
"I am your fucktoy ,sir!"
"Much better, Much better, now lift your dress up!"
You look at me, trying to see if I really ment to say that with you out in the hallway. You start to open your mouth, then you realise that the neither of the questions on your head would probably go over real well, so instead, you slowly move your hands down, and pull your dress up slowly, just a little bit. You look over at me, and can tell that I am not impressed. You move it higher, eventually high enough so I can just see your shaved pussy. I grin.
"Come in fucktoy"
I motion for you to move in, then close the door behind you. You are more than happy to get out of the hallway, after the show you just had to put on.
I grab your hair, and pull you towards the coach. I sit down, and pull you down over my lap.
"Well, I think you need to be spanked for that horrible performance you put on out there in the hallway"
I pull your dress up, exposing your wonderful ass , I rub it for a bit, then *smack* I let my flat hand hit your ass. You squirm a little, and I repeat it, time and time again, between your cheeks.
As I hit you, I start to hear you moan, I know you are enjoying it. I stop. I spread your legs, then put my hand between your legs. I feel your wetness, you are dripping.
"my, aren't we a good fucktoy, all wet and ready to be used"
"Oh yes... I am a fucktoy, please use me Sir., I need to be used..."
I let my finger find your clit, and I touch it lightly, to see your reaction. I hear a loud moan from you as my finger hits it. I then flick it.
That gets a reaction from you, you squirm.
"Oh, you like that, huh ?"
"oh yes sir, this fucktoy loves that"
"Ok, get off my lap, and strip for me"
You do, you quickly strip of your dress, and stand naked in front of me. I admire your body for a second as you stand there, ready to be used.
"Kneel, hands behind your back, legs spread!"
You know I love that position ,and quickly move into it. i move behind you, you try to see what I am doing, but can't quite tell. *click* you feel your left wrist handcuffed, *click* and its locked to the right wrist. Next your eyes are covered with a blindfold, I quickly tie it behind your head. I leave you like that, leaving you guessing about what’s going on. I walk around some, then stand still, then move. You can't quite tell what I am up to, you're about to ask, but stop, closing your mouth again, thinking asking might not be the right thing to do right now.
"open your mouth slut!"
You do.
Again, you hear me move around, doing something , you can't tell what. Eventually you believe I am moving towards you again, but you can't quite tell. I move closer, and you are fairly sure I am standing right in front of you now, but you sit there, mouth open, still curious about what I am about to do next. I quickly answer that question, as I plunge my cock into your mouth. I grab your hair, and start fucking your face as I pull on your hair.
"That’s a good fucktoy, remember, you are just the toy, I can use you any way I want"
*slap* I slap your left tit, then your right, my cock deep in your mouth still. I give your tits a few more slaps, watching them smack into each other after each hit, and a nice red spot appearing on each.
"You fucking Slut! You get off on having your tits slapped!"
I can hear you moan around my cock, you're sucking and licking it as I fuck your face. When you try to take control of the blowjob by moving your head, I pull sharply on your hair, showing you who is in control.
"No Slut, I am in control here, not you!"
I slap both your tits again, before grabbing your nipples, and twisting. Your body squirms from the pain, and I respond by slamming my cock all the way into your mouth. I continue to fuck your mouth, occasionally slapping a tit, pulling your hair, and twisting a nipple. I can feel myself getting ready to come, I pull our, and shoot my load onto your tits, denying you the pleasure of getting it in your mouth, where I know you love it.
"Boy you look like a slut, cum dripping from your red tits, your pussy dripping wet, and your ass red. all on display"
"Thank you Sir"
I unlock your handcuffs, and remove the blindfold. Your eyes take a minute to adjust to the amount of light, but as they do, you notice that you are looking right into a camcorder on a tripod. "Did you....?" you ask carefully.
"Of course slut, and it will stay on for the rest of the fun too, after all, we have just started.....But for now, clean your tits for me, eat the cum you crave...."
"