DOM359 – Excerpt

I should have had this up sooner. Here it is, a VERY unedited excerpt of DOM359 along with the most current cover. Enjoy!  🙂

“Damien comes home and I haven’t done any of my housework because I spent the day watching television. He is a bit annoyed that I have to order dinner in…”  the cursor blinked at her. With a groan she deleted it. This was harder than she imagined it would be. Filling out the checklist had been easy. The idea of being spanked with a hand or paddle, or even a cane or strap titillated her. She liked the idea of being bound. She relished in the idea of being used as a sex slave and forced to do humiliating things like masturbating in front of Damien or even crawling on her hands and knees. Yet she couldn’t bring herself to write any of it down. She had an idea how a scenario like that would go. Damien would come home, she’d order Chinese, and he’d hole himself up in his office until bedtime.

Finally she wrote, “If it were up to me, Damien would come home, put his things away and then come to me and say, ‘Tonight you exist to serve me in any way I want.’ He would tell me to undress and I would serve him on my hands and knees. If I disobeyed or got anything wrong I’d be corrected with a spanking. Then he would use me in any way he saw fit to please himself.”

Sitting back, she read over what she’d written. Satisfied, she copied and pasted it from her word processor into the message window and sent it to DOM359. Yes, it was only noon. She could have spent another hour on it, but she’d already spent the entire morning trying to figure out what she was going to say. That was as good as it was going to get and she knew it.

Getting up to grab another cup of coffee, she noticed she’d already received a reply back. She sat back down and clicked on the inbox.

“That was rather nondescript,” it said.

“How do you mean?” she typed back. This time she hurried to the kitchen to grab a cup of coffee.

When she returned, she was happy to see he’d already replied. However, she wasn’t expecting the message she got. “Did we forget proper protocol? Please rephrase your last question.”

Setting down the coffee she typed, “How do you mean, Sir?”

“Very good. How do you want him to spank you? How do you hope he’ll use you?” came the reply.

Rolling her eyes, she typed, “A spanking is a spanking regardless the object being used to spank, and how he used me would be up to him, Sir.”

“What if he used you to hold paperwork while he worked?”

At that moment she wondered if DOM359 was wearing a smug look. She hated that he was right. “I wouldn’t like that, Sir.”

“What do you want from him?” the Dom asked.

“I want him to worship my body Sir. Bring me to the peak of orgasm then stop, denying me release. Teasing me over and over again until I beg him to let me come. I want him to pull my hair and smack my ass while he’s fucking me. I want him to tie me up so I can’t move, then force me to come over and over again. I want him to humiliate me by making me watch him finger me and play with my pussy, or videotape me coming or being fucked and make me watch it while he gets me off again,” she typed, her fingers hitting the keys with ferocity. After she hit send, a sudden twinge of fear gripped her stomach, but it was the truth. Every word of it. She wanted Damien to do these things to her. Heat and moisture began to accumulate between her thighs and she pressed them together. Describing what she really wanted and having to call DOM359 ‘Sir’ was really getting her hot.

DOM359 seemed to approve based on the smiling emoticon he sent back along with the question, “Would you like it if he videotaped you getting off then charged strangers to watch and rate your performance?”

Her heart skipped a beat. It was kinky, but the idea excited her. It was doubtful Damien would ever do such a thing, but sure, why not, she thought. “Yes Sir,” she typed back, hitting send.

“This is an ineffective method to talk. Can we talk in video chat?” he asked.

Again, a bit of fear ran through her. “No Sir. I’m not comfortable with that,” she wrote.

“Well then we can still use private messaging and email. Let me put your mind at ease. While I’m not a sex therapist by trade, I have helped people in this area before. This is completely anonymous. I am offering to help you because helping you explore your sexuality pleases me.” The tone of this message made her realize most of his messages up to this point seemed rather professional.

“What does this help include Sir?” she asked. She had to know. After all she wasn’t agreeing to anything before knowing what he wanted from her.

“For the next week I’ll give you daily written assignments to complete by noon the following day and you’ll email them to me. I will respond to each assignment with a new assignment for you to complete. You need to get in touch with your sexuality and quit being so afraid of what you need. Is this acceptable?”

She thought about his proposal for a good ten minutes. What if Damien found out? Even in email it was cheating. Then again, DOM359 was promising anonymity and he did seem like he really just wanted to help. She could always tell Damien this if he found out. Not to mention, DOM359 was clear across the country according to his profile. She was in California, he was in New York. Finally, her curiosity was too strong. After reasoning it, she typed back, “Can I refuse to complete an assignment if I’m uncomfortable with it, Sir?”

His response was immediate. “Yes, you can refuse any assignment. This is consensual. The moment you decide you’re uncomfortable we’ll stop and discuss why you’re uncomfortable with the assignment. Since this isn’t in-person, you won’t need a safeword. However, if during any of this work you decide you need to talk on the phone or you want to video chat, I’ll give you a safeword and that safeword will be red. The key to any successful D/s relationship is communication and I can help teach you to be a better communicator, so you can talk to your fiance. Is all of this acceptable to you?”

Amanda was so damn curious she made her choice then and there. “Yes Sir. This is acceptable.”

For fifteen minutes there was no response. She checked her email, dusted the living room tables, and finished her cup of coffee in that time. When she saw she had a new message, she paused before clicking it.

Opening it, she read: “Today I want you to masturbate yourself to orgasm in front of a mirror using nothing but your fingers. I want you to watch how your clitoris responds to touch and how it feels to stick three fingers inside yourself. Remember every sensation. I want you to type up an essay of no less than five hundred words telling me how touching yourself makes you feel. In it, describe your clitoris and the way you rubbed it to make yourself come. I’d also like to know what you were thinking of while you were masturbating. This exercise will tell me how you view your sexuality and how in-touch you are with your body. If you need to repeat the exercise several times, I’d like to know how many times you masturbated. It’s important you don’t use a vibrator and that you’re completely nude when you do this.”

Her initial reaction was to tell him she was uncomfortable with the exercise, but her desire to perform it was stronger. After all, how good would it look if she refused the first exercise right out the gate? With a great deal of new found intrepid bravado, she typed back, “I will do this, Sir.”

“Please have your assignment to me by noon tomorrow.”

“Yes, Sir,” she replied. That was the last message she received from him.

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