Date: Sat, 22 Nov 2008 11:34:53 -0500
From: truphillyman@yahoo.com
Subject: The Creed - TG

The Creed
Witten by: Black Ass Slutty Ho

Well it has been a minute since I last wrote a story.  While nothing is
never the same, things are different.  I have chosen to write this story
after an event of good sex, and stretch out to make the event even better.
I think like in my other stories, you will like.

Like in most creeds, it is the person's honor that is upheld upon reading
and accepting a creed.  It was my honor to carry out the creed.  (You must
read - The Creed- Preamble - to gain insight on why there is a creed)

Dawson wanted a creed so he can dictate behavior without the need for
rules.  Most people know rules change, but a careful laid out creed will
never change, unless the creed changes.  Each day, before I changed into my
lady gear, I had to read the creed to myself.  If I was getting spanked
(for punishment only), then I was supposed to read the creed.  It was my
daily ritual.

Here was my creed:

When you walk-in from the street, do not say anything to me or the people
in the house.  Go to your room.  Change into your lady gear.  Read this
entire creed.  Come back downstairs and do chores, without speaking to no
one.

Chores do not change.  You know what you must do, so do it, without
question or worry.

After you are done your chores, sit next to me. Kiss me, and then wait for
my instructions.

Never walk around the house naked, unless I say so.  Never answer the door,
without having panties on.

Never lubricate your ass pussy unless it has been done for you. Never rub
baby oil on your booty, unless it is done for you.

When I breed your ass pussy, unless you are to stay in the same position or
in the same room, you must put on a brand new pair of panties.  Once worn,
but washed panties do not count.

If you do not have any new panties, you will be fucked, spanked, fucked
spanked, until I deem it is enough.

A dick is a dick.  If I tell you to suck someone's dick, you will suck it.
If I tell you to blow someone's dick, you will blow it.  If I tell you to
let a dick fuck your ass pussy, you will invite the dick to fuck you ass
pussy.

You are not to wash your body, booty, or face of any cum, pee or substance,
unless it impaires you to fuck, suck, or do your chores.

You will never have sex in public, but you will have sex in public places.

While you are dressed in lady gear, you have no rights, no choice, no
power.  Your Daddy does and that's it.

You must buy all your lady gear (bra and panties).  They must match and
fit. Tight bras and/or panties will get you punished, harshly.  I will give
you an allowance for new panties, every week - $10.  If that does not cover
it, deal with it.

You must buy at least two pairs of slutty lady gear per month.  This
includes: cupless bras, string bikini tops, shelf bras, crotchless panties,
fishnet panties, g-strings, and other lady gear that I deem necessary with
your allowance every month.

When not wearing a bra, and walking around the house or a public place, you
must wear nipple jewerly, specifically a nipple chain.

Gifts from men with dicks is ok, as long as it is one of the following:
nipple chains, nipple jewelry, vibrators, or panties. You cannot accept
bras as gifts.  In order to wear gift panties, you must have a bra to
match.

When out in public (date) with me, you will wear your lady gear under your
man clothes.  You will always have a remote buttplug vibrator in your ass
pussy.  I will have the remote control.

Men cannot have sex with you under their own power or your power.  You must
come and ask me to have sex with them.

If I am entertaining guests, when you arrive in the house, you will do the
first objective, regardless. Come back downstairs in your lady gear, kneel
between my legs, and blow my dick, for as long as they are sitting, or I
tell you to do something else. One you are done blowing my dick, put my
dick back in my pants, and then do your chores, if I had not said anything
different.

Not following this creed will result in 15 paddles in your lady gear for
each creed statement not followed. This is punishment.

Hand groping or belt spanking is an honor and after each grope or spanking
contact, you should tell the person "Thank you"


After I read the creed, my first impression to Dawson was "Wow!"  He looked
at me, kissed me on my cheek, and said, "Can you do this, or is too much,
for you at once?"  I looked at him, and said, "When I decided to have sex
with you, it was just sex.  After I had sex with you, it became great sex,
but why a creed?  Isn't our sex good enough?"

"Yes, sex with you is the shit." He smiled pulled me close to him. Took my
left hand and put it on his spent dick, and started my hand to give him a
hand job.  "I thought you had fanatasy of being my bitch, my sex bitch.  I
am playing out that role. We met Saturday, today is Tuesday. We fucked
Saturday night into Sunday. We went out to get some grub, a remote butt
plug vibrator, which you requested.  Pick up bras and panties. Went to my
cousin Avery's spot, got high off some weed, and you was swinging off his
dick.  You sucked his dick so well, he took you up stairs and laid some
pipe, at least twice.  You came down dripping cum out yo big ass, and dug
through the panties bag, and pulled out your new panties and wore them.  Am
I lying?"

"No" I said, while still stroking his dick, and actually picking up pace.

"So when we took you back upstairs and DP'd your ass and mouth for the next
four hours, fell asleep, then woke up early Monday morning, and knocked you
off, again.  You did not complain. In fact, you enjoy every fuckin minute
of it.  Did you not?"

I again answered, "Yes, but that is all sex.  That's it."

"Buying the panties and bra was not sex.  The remote butt plug vibrator is
not sex.  Hell, its a sex toy, but not sex. Hanging out with a total
stranger since Saturday is not just because of the sex, you like being with
me.  Shit, I like being with you.  So this creed just over-exemplifies our
relationship.  This shit is not hard for you.  Now is it?"

He had a point.  I did enjoy being with Dawson.  He made me feel like a
freak, his bitch, his whore, while we were having sex, and I like that.  He
kept me close to him even when we went for something to eat.  He did
purchase me a bra and panties.  He did get the remote vibrator, while a
control issue, you would never know I am gettng pleasure from a toy, he
bought.  I enjoyed being with him, and I was just not serious.  The creed
is easy, yet fun.  I can do this - at least I think.

"Yes, Dawson I can do the creed." I finally said.

"Good.  Now kiss my dick goodbye, put some panties on, and get the fuck out
my house.  I will see your bitch ass tomorrow.  Okay?"

I bent down and kissed his dick.  Went over to one of his chest drawers,
the first was for me, and pulled out some banana-colored panties.

"Naw, leave them.  Those are too bright.  Dig in there and find a dark blue
one.  I know I bought you one."

I dug through about 10 pairs of panties, and found the dark blue, and
looked at them, felt the fabric, and put them on.

"Remember, I bought 12 pairs of panties and three bras.  You got to buy
some more bras to match them panty colors.  Or I am going to spank that
ass, again like I did Sunday morning.  You want another spanking?"

I sighed, and put my finger on my lip.  "Oh, yeah i forgot you like getting
spankings. How about I get the paddle instead of my belt.-"

"Datz ok, I will buy the bras and the panties. Paddles hurt"

"Spankings don't hurt?"

"I like when you spank me, it may hurt but I like it.  While I have not
felt you paddle me, I will take the belt spanking as my best option."

"Smart bitch. Give me a kiss.  Get some sleep, cuz this house will need
some cleaning when I see you tomorrow."  I grabbed my sweats and shirt and
kissed Dawson, and walked to the door. While walking to the door, Dawson
said, "I can't be leave you let me fuck you so much.  Did you really want
me or did you just need some good dick?"  As I was going out the door, I
looked at him and smiled, and said, "No comment."

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