CYBERSEXING

I haven't been on chat for a long time since I have been busy answering the
Advice Column and editing Fantasies, re-writing a lot of stories and editing all
of the photos. I really fun this fucking place now that Dungeonmaster is
lecturing. I just don't have much time anymore but the other night I found myself
in the chat room!

I was talking to some ass hole that spoke broken English and I thought of my nice
college student in Mexico that writes the heavy SM stories. He tells me that I am
his inspiration, but, I think I'm just one of his fucking fantasies. Well I'm
chatting with this prick and I see my ICQ button start to blink. I check it,
finding that Dungeonmaster is contacting me from New York. Well, I kiss off the
jerk and rush to my Master. Professor Pavlov would be proud of me, since my pussy
juices start flowing the minute I see that it is my Master calling.

Hi: Monica ... I'm in my hotel and thought you might like some company. I was
hoping you would be in the office at your computer since I have a surprise for
you. Open your bottom right hand drawer and take out the small blue box.

I open the drawer and take out a small velvet box. It is tied with a red ribbon
and I am excited as I untie the bow and open the box. Inside are six brass
weights attached by a string to six small hooks. I smile, knowing what my Master
wants ... yet ... feeling the tingle of anticipation between my thighs. I open
the box as I look at the computer screen.

Monica ... I want you to push your chair from the table so that you can place
your legs on either side of the computer screen. I want to be able to see your
lovely cunt as if I was inside the screen. I know that you're not wearing any
panties and that your cunt is dripping wet. Don't close your eyes ... I want you
to pay attention ... but I don't want you to type nor do anything, other than
what I command.

Yes ... Master ... I say, leaning back in the chair and raising my feet so that
they are propped on the desk. My knees are slightly bent and my thighs are apart
so that Dungeonmaster could look into my soft shaved cunt if he were inside the
monitor. I smile as I think of his tongue flowing from the screen into my open
hole and my breath comes in short gasps as my hands run the inside of my thighs.

Stop rubbing your thighs ... I know you too well ... Position the camera in front
of your monitor so I can see Tonight you will obey me ... you must obey ... and I
will watch! Remove your robe and sit at your station naked. Point the camera at
your cunt.

I raise my butt so that I can slip the caftan under my ass and over my shoulders.
He knows me well as I always work with a soft wrap or a comfortable robe. I never
wear undergarments of any kind, especially when I'm at the office as my Master
often wants to fuck me ... suck me ... lick me ... or just watch me masturbate
for him. I feel strange tonight ... almost as if he were here ... I position the
small camera so that it is pointing into my cunt as I lean back and read his
commands.

Relax ... read ... slowly ... I will type a number on the screen and you will
attach a hook to one of your pussy-rings allowing the string to hang over your
hips with the weight free.

ONE .... TWO .... THREE .... FOUR .... FIVE .... SIX

Almost six minutes passes as I take the weights and attach them, one at a time,
to my cunt-rings. I place the top right first and then the top left and my pussy
is pulled open and my clit sticks up just under the top ring. Alternately I place
the additional weights as they spread my cunt lips and stretch the skin. It is
not painful as I have often let my Master stretch my cunt open so that he can
look inside with his flashlight. He likes to see my pink interior and blow softly
inside my hole. I have placed all of the weights and move closer to the screen so
that my calves are on the table and the screen in centered in front of my
stretched cunt. I wish the keyboard had a tongue or the mouse were long and thin
... thick ...

Now ... rub your thighs ... spread your cunt juice on your skin Over your cheeks
... inside your ass. I want to see your cream shine in the reflection on the
screen. Can you see your ass hole?

I squint at the screen and sure enough I see my ass in the reflection as I lean
forward and reposition the monitor to that is faces downward. My ass is open and
my cunt is spread and I want my Master inside me. I want his cock in my dripping
cunt or up my ass but I can only look at the reflection and read the words on the
screen.

Get your favorite cock ... other than mine ... the rubber one that you keep in
the desk drawer ... and rub it with your pussy juice. Press it firmly into your
ass hole as if I were there ramming my cock deep into your gut.

"God ... he's reading my mind", I whisper, reaching into the drawer and removing
the large cock. I run take my fingers between my thighs and scrape the juice from
my stretched cunt and the back of my hand feels the puddle on the leather of the
seat. I rub the rubber cock with the cum and reach down, slipping the head into
my wet ass hole. I push with little jerks as the head pierces the opening and
slips inside. The body follows until the cock is imbedded deep in my ass. The
prick is seated inside me so I take my hands and squeeze my cheeks, opening and
closing my ass hole as the dildo finds its' comfortable position. I'm thinking of
my Masters cock and how he likes to lie behind me in the morning with his prick
deep in my ass. I want so much for him to pound and ram hard and fast but he
prefers to lie quietly as I flex my ass muscles, squeezing his cock, rolling my
hips. Sometimes he will reach around and pull my rings ... and ... I'm thinking
of this as my cunt spreads wider as the weights bump as I move my ass in the
chair.

Cum for me ... CUM NOW ... I want to see your juice flow I want you to think of
me ... licking your spreading cunt Sucking your pussy ... ramming my cock into
your ass Are you enjoying yourself ... Monica?

"Yes", I scream as if he were here with me. "Oh ... God ... Yes", I cry as I
massage my ass cheeks and the giant cock moves inside me and my cunt spreads. I
squeeze hard as my nails dig into my soft skin as I raise my head, blowing toward
my open cunt as my master would if her were inside the monitor. The cool air
passes over the wet lips as I twitch in orgasmic pleasure.

"I have a never-ending appetite when it cums to you!", I whisper into the screen,
blowing on my wet cunt, feeling the cool breath as I think of my Master.

I have a never-ending appetite when it cums to you!

I wish you were with me ... in my hotel room ... in my bed. I want to smell your
rich scent ... drink your cum. I want what I see on the screen ... I want you.

"Yes ... Master ...", I whisper, wanting to obey as I spread my legs further and
bounce my ass so that the weights open my cunt for his view. "I am open for you
... my dearest ... Stephen", I whisper, shocked that I mentioned his name. I lean
forward and look into the camera, stretching my hands to the keyboard as I
continue blowing on my steaming, stretching cunt.

I love you ... Stephen ... Master Stephen!

"I want you so badly", I think as my hands fall from the keys and rest on my wet
thighs. "Please come home", I whisper into the monitor as I rub my thighs,
spreading my juice over my skin.

I love you ... Monica ... Slave Monica ... I will be home soon.

I watch the screen as the words burn into my mind. "He does love me", I whisper,
bending hard to reach the screen with my lips, licking the screen with the tip of
my tongue. "Yes", I whisper as I slump into the chair as the monitor blinks, the
message on the screen reads: