Date: Thu, 12 Aug 2010 16:31:22 -0700 (PDT) From: Rose Good Subject: rubber band man part 11 As a footnote: From now on, I'm using italics for Rose's thoughts. This idea came from a dear writer friend, gwensigrist. Kudos to her! Needless to say, I didn't sleep much, last night. I kept waking up, thinking about the proposition that Larry and Hanna had made. I'm so confused, but, think I've come to a conclusion. I don't want any part of shit play, and am afraid that my inhibitions may be weakened by the drug, and I would `get into it'. I gagged just thinking about it. I do understand how Hanna accepts it, though, especially the girlie figure she seems to be rapidly developing. And of course the great sex, but, I think I'll move on to something else, and make decisions on my own, for me, make my own mistakes. Damn, that reminds me, I didn't find out about my hormone dose, if I needed to change it. I'll ask when I call to refuse their offer. I'll probably have a man to give me direction, but, at least I'll have the power to say 'no', if I want to. Giving urself up completely to another person, with basically no recourse, is a big decision, so, I'll pass, at least for now. Work was a drag, today, thinking about my meeting tonight. It just occurred to me, I don't even know his name, funny how that works, I've drunk his piss twice, given him two blowjobs and let him fuck my pussy, and don't even know his name. I have to get ready for him, making sure I'm all girlie for him. I followed the same procedure, as last night, douching twice, though. I'll take the pink bra and panties set with the hose and garter belt, and grab the Cds, but not the drug. Arriving, at about 7, he opened the door, with a smile, saying, "I'm glad u showed up, girl, wasn't sure if u would. Come in, u can get changed in the bathroom, Did u bring the things I wanted?" As I was walking towards the bathroom, I said, "I have the Cds but, not the drug. It had expired," I lied. "Can u get any more?" Closing the door, I yelled, "No, sorry, I can't," again fibbing. But I wasn't going to give him that supreme power over me, well, not yet anyway, hehe. I changed into the lingerie, tousled my long hair, wishing I'd done more with it, styled it some. I've used curling irons and rollers, in the past, testing the effects, and have found some good ways to create a rather feminine look. I put some pink lip gloss on, and walked out to find him. "MMMMMM, u look nice, girl. I love the hot pink, and the hose/garter belt is a nice touch. I'll have to get u some more girlie things, to wear, when we`re together. U seem to like pink, huh?" Smiling I nodded, "Yes, that's my favorite color." He motioned me over to his side, put his arms around me, hugging me like a teddy bear. I felt good, in his arms, somehow safe, as his body warms me, taking the coolness out of the air. I could feel his sex organ getting harder as his arms began to feel my ass cheeks, kneading those mounds of flesh that hides my pussy. I've come to love my ass, love the shape, love the jiggling, as I walk, love the size, mmmmm, just love the look, totally. And my little breasts are sweet too, growing, slowly, becoming more prominent on my chest, giving me just a little more feminine touch. I long for that, long for my body to become more girlie, softer, rounder, curvier, fuller! I looked up, "What is ur name? I'm Rose, Rose Good." He smiled, saying, "My name is Joe Hartley, call me Joe. Nice to meet u Rose. Would u like to suck my cock this evening," almost laughing at his own cute comment. I did laugh a little, responding, "Yes, please, Joe, and thank u," falling to my knees to worship his sweet cock. I undid his belt, buttons of his 501's pulling them down to his ankles. His cock bounced up, almost hard, anticipating the blowjob it was about to receive. My lips encircled the head, licking the tip, digging for some of that tasty precum. "Hold on a minute, girl, I want to watch one of the vids u brought. Go put one in the DVD player." I got up, walked to my bag, pulled out DVD #1, and put it in, pushing play. He'd already turned the TV on, so, after a few seconds, there on the screen was me between John's legs, on his couch, giving him a very nice, sensual blowjob. My ass was almost up in the air, as I leaned in, showing my little pink pucker. I didn't know it at the time, but, John had a remote control for the cameras and would control them, changing angles and zoom, during the video process. So, as I'm there, he zoomed in on my pussy, normally hidden by my cheeks, but, open, now, due to my position. U could see little wisps of hair, around my pucker, and it seemed to be winking as I struggled with that cock in my mouth. I'd seen my hole in the mirror, but, nothing as clear as this pic staring at me on the TV. I could see every little wrinkle, see it almost breathing, as I must have been using all of my muscles sucking his cock. Or, I knew my pussy was a sex organ, and it was responding to the pleasure of sucking his cock. "Ur quite the exibitionist, do u like performing for others, for the camera. That's one fine looking cunt u have there, girl. It's just begging to be used, isn't it? It's begging to have a nice hard cock slide in, filling it, isn't it? That sure is hot, seeing ur hole twitching in anticipation. I bet ur all wet inside, aren't u? Do u like watching urself, seeing what everyone else sees? Seeing ur pussy wanting some cock, wanting to be taken by a man? Well, what do u think girl?" I'm still stunned at the images in front of me. "I didn't know, at the time, that I was being video'd, Joe, but, I really don't mind being watched, either. I'm surprised at my reactions there, but, know ur right, I know I did want a cock to use my pussy. It took some training, but, u r right." What I see on the screen doesn't lie. I was rotating my hips, moaning, and my pussy was twitching, all caused by sucking a nice hard cock. So, it's really quite obvious. "Ur mouth feels so good, sucking me, girl. Do u want me to feed u my cum? I know u want to feel it sliding down ur throat, don't u? U love that don't u? All cocksuckers love that, don't they? And ur one fine cocksucker, for sure. That's it, make love to my cock, kiss it, lick my balls, suck on them, don't be bashful. Move further down, get at my hole, bitch, get ur tongue on my little pucker, get at it, now," he barked. I did as he ordered letting my mouth and tongue explore his anal area. Thank goodness, the smell was acceptable, a manly smell, but, not nasty. As U all know, I don't like shit, so was glad he was `clean'. "MMMMM girl, that feels so nice, kiss my hole, suck on it, get ur tongue in there, oh, yes, that's great, love that, don't u girl?" Again, all I could do was nod. My mouth was attacking him, glued to his pucker, sucking and forcing my tongue in as much as possible. His hole was very tight, so, I really couldn't get inside, thank goodness, but, he seemed to like my oral talents. "Ok, back to my cock, I need to cum. Get on it, suck it hard, girlie. Tighten those lips, take it deep, let me see it all the way in, take it, get it all, swallow my cock, cunt, take it." His words were what I needed to hear, loving the dirty talk. It spurs me on, makes me work harder, makes me want to give him a better orgasm, makes me hotter. So, I did just exactly as he wanted, making my mouth a tight cunt for him to use to get off. Yes, that's what I like, that's what trips my trigger, that's what drives me, that's what I want in life, use my body for ur pleasure. Grabbing my head he begins a serious face fuck, stabbing my throat with his weapon, with no concern for my safety. He's getting close, now, I can tell. His cock has grown a little, his motions more deliberate, his grunting louder. All of a sudden, I feel the first spurt of his hot lava, hit the roof of my mouth, as he forces his cock deeper than I'd like during orgasm. I got a small taste, but, he had other ideas, burying that monster in my gullet, firing off his cock juice, right past my taste buds, not allowing me the ability to relish it's yummy taste and consistency. This happens occasionally, when guys take charge, pushing all the way in, bypassing my mouth, depositing his seed directly into my stomach. It's ok, but, I'd much rather have it coat my palate, and enjoy that sensation. Oh, well, maybe next time. After he's almost finished he releases my head, allowing me to slide up so, just the head is at my lips, getting the remnants of his orgasm, in my mouth. MMMMM, that's nice, that's so good, it's what I crave, it's what I need in life, I know that now. I slide my lips down, again, pursing them on the way up, to get every last drop, not wanting to waste any of his precious cock snot. Now for the suckling, leaving him in my mouth, just loving it, kissing it, lightly sucking, making sensual love to it, until he finally pulls out, saying, "That was great, u did a great job. U really do love it, don't u?" He could read me like a book, as I looked up, saying, "Oh, yes, I do love it, Thank U." "Rose, we need to have a conversation, here. I would like for u to move in with me, being my 'girl'. I'm not a mean man, but, I know what I like, and will expect u to accept my wants and needs. I'll never hurt u, will help u become more feminine, maybe some breast implants, a piercing or two, a tattoo, some nice clothes, have u learn how to apply make up and do ur hair. I know that's important to u, to have ur body be more feminine, and I can aide ur desires there, as I know some people who can help. Ur such a dear person, the best cocksucker I've ever had, love being a urinal, and love ur pussy pounded. I can offer u financial independence, so u'll never have to work again, but, u'd have to abide by my rules. No drugs involved, well, maybe some girlie enhancing drugs, but, nothing illegal." Wow, another one? Another man who wants to `own me'? What the hell is going on. I've been with this man twice now, and he wants me to move in and be his girl. How is that going to work? I can't really be a girl, in public. HMMMM. Not working? That sounds good, but, I'm sure I'd be the housekeeper, cleaning, cooking, etc. Not all bad, honestly, as I don't mind that work. Bigger breasts? Maybe, yes. Piercing and tattooing? Hmmm, I'd thought about that already. Makeup and hair? Sure, why not. I need to know the limitations, though. He's looking at me, wanting an answer, but, I don't have one. "Ah, Joe, I'm surprised at how fast this has happened, so, I'm not ready to respond. Can I have some time to think about it? U mentioned that I'd be here to serve ur needs. Are there limitations? If I didn't want to do something, or whatever the situation, can I say `NO'? Giving up my place, my job, and my life is something I'd have to give some serious thought to." "Rose, I completely understand ur hesitance, admitting it is sooner than I ever expected to ask anyone to move in. However, I can tell, from our meetings, and ur sexual history, and the test drug u took, that u'd be a perfect match for me, and I for u. This has to be a two way street, I'm not ur master, more like ur boss or husband in this scenario. I'll expect u to follow the rules of the house, be productive, be sexually available, anytime I want, take care of things at the house. Oh, yes, I haven't told u, this is my city place, my home is out in the country, about 75 miles from here. I only use the apartment when working in the city for extended time periods. So, to answer ur questions, yes, u can say `no' to anything, but, too many no's, and I would find another girl. U can decide where and when u say `no', but understand there might be consequences. I'll be in the city until tomorrow night. I'll give u until then to decide. I'll want u to come with me, right then. Holy shit, this is crazy! Why are all of these men forcing me to make life changing decisions? Am I that attractive? No. What is the attraction? Why me, why do these men want to own me? I'm 20, I don't know what I want with my life, do I? Well, so far, I do know a few things, yes. I love cock, period. Having one cock to service has been good, so, I don't need multiples but, having more than one is certainly a plus. I love cum, love to swallow it, feel it warm me. I love being fucked, being a bottom girlie, for men to use. I love my girlie body, wanting it to blossom even more. I love my feminine clothing. I love my cute little breasts with the sensitive nipples. I love to swallow piss, savoring it's taste. I hate my job, don't like my apartment or neighbors, can see the positives in this situation, but, really wish I knew the negatives. He pulls me back to the room, saying, "Rose, I can see the wheels spinning in ur brain. Take ur time to think about it, think of any questions u may have. I'll answer them, as honestly as I can. U look so cute with that little bit of my cum on ur chin, girl. Leave it there, as a reminder of things to cum." Smiling I look up, "Well, I love ur cum, so I'll leave it there, till I make my decision. Joe, U've outlined my responsibilities, but, I'd like to know the negatives. I mean, I can certainly see quite a few good things in my favor, no job, financial security, great sex, taking care of the house, possible body enhancements, feminine clothing. But, how about things I don't know about, that I may not like? Can u tell me about that?" I looked deep in his eyes, hoping to catch a sign, hoping to see if he'll give me a good answer. "Well, that's a good question, one, admittedly that is very difficult to answer, because I don't know ur limitations, what u `don't' like, where u draw the line for urself. So far, anything I've done, u've responded positively, very positively, I might ad. I know u must have things u believe u don't want to do, avenues u don't want to go down, or activities that u won't do, or think u won't do, but, I have no idea what they are , yet. I'll find out, I'm sure. I'll push u, stretch ur mind and body to accept things outside the realm of ur thinking, right now. But, until we are together for a while, and after U've made a serious commitment, I'll know some of ur limitations. U'll want to get past them, I promise, once we're together, I'm very good at working a girl past her inhibitions. It may take some time, but, I'm quite patient, no hurry, we've got a long time ahead of us." His stare, showed he was very serious as he spoke. Although he really didn't answer my question, what he did say, made sense. How does he know what my limits are if, I don't know what is ahead. It's a `catch 22' situation, unless we bantered back and forth, me giving him a potential situation, and him telling me what he'd do. My prob is I don't know what he has in mind, so, I don't know if I will `like' it or not. Shit, this is not good, this is one of those life changing decisions that I've got to take some time, and think it out. "I have to take some time, this is just too much for me, this soon. I trust ur judgment, honestly, but, I need to trust mine, before I can answer ur request. I have to tell u, ur the second man in as many days, who' s asked me to move in with them, and be their slave. This is too much for me. I turned him down, btw. He wanted to own me, completely." "I'd like to ask u why u turned him down? And why ur considering my proposal,? he asked. "Ok, I'll tell u what happened, the u`ll understand." I related the entire story to him, from John to Horace/Hanna, and finally to Larry last night, leaving nothing out, relating my reasons for not accepting. "I'm still not sure if u are offering me something that's much different, although it feels different, somehow, so that's why I'm having such a rough time with my decision." "Yes, I see why ur hesitant, see ur dilemma, and must say, I applaud u for not going with him, completely giving urself to someone, not knowing the outcome, and basically, with no recourse, with no way out. But, with me, it would be different. Yes, I'll push ur limits, make u operate outside the box, as they say, but, ur still U, ur still ur own person, free to do as U want, as long as u do what I want, too. U'll have ur freedom, come and go, when I'm not around, just like a `wife' would, if u will. Understand, I don't own u, no person should ever be owned. I also know, that ur love of cock, and ur wonderful ability to please a man, that inner desire to please him, that drive u have deep inside to `want' a man to use ur body for his pleasure, will be all u need to do to satisfy my needs. And u should also know, my needs are really what's important here. Making u more feminine? That's for me. Having u suck my cock? Me again. Fucking that sweet pussy of urs? For my pleasure. Being my urinal? Again, for me. Having u service some friends who come over? I love watching, again for my pleasure. Now, don't get me wrong, from everything I've seen and heard, u'll get as much, if not more pleasure from all of these activities, but, and u must realize this, going in, right up front: This relationship will be for my enjoyment, not urs. If u like what's happening, then that's a bonus for u, if u don't, too bad, u`ll do it anyway. Also remember u can always say `no', but, be careful how many times u use ur safe word. As stated earlier, there maybe and probably will be consequences for ur disobedience." There's that damned `consequence' word again. I wonder what he means? Whipping or spanking or what? Maybe I should ask what some of the punishments are, he spoke of. And I wonder how many times I can say `no'. Hmmmm, what to do. There is a good side to all of this: his description for my love of cock and desire to please a man is 100% accurate, so, this should be a piece of cake for me, hehe. "Ok, Joe, I need to ask a few more questions. First off, how many `no's' do I get before u boot me out? If I do say no to something, what are the consequences? I don't want to be whipped, or beaten, or have my balls tortured. I'm a wuss when it comes to pain. What exactly do u have in mind?" "Totally, u'll have 3 declines to use. On the fourth one, ur gone. As far as the `punishment' for the `no's', I don't really know yet, don't know what would work on u. I have some ideas, but, can't say, right now. I won't whip u, or beat u, nothing like that. My approach is more subliminal, more in the mind, not the body. Sure, I could beat u to a pulp, and after a while u'd do what I wanted, but, it isn't the right way to handle the training, not my style. U will be punished, however, for each `no', more severely each time, too. Understand?" I nodded, of course. "And just so we're on the same page, I will determine when and how the punishment will be inflicted, only me! U'll have no say in the matter. By that time, I'll know what to do, I promise, and u'll thank me for it, when it's all said and done, like thanking me for pissing in ur mouth, remember? Oh, and if u'd ever say 'no' to the punishment, ur gone, got it?" Well, he answered my questions, sort of. Like all of the other men in my life who wanted to control me, he's very good at making his point, without committing much of anything. stretch my limits? Punishment to be inflicted? Only for his pleasure, not mine? I have to say he's being quite frank, though, letting me know, as best he can, what to expect. I guess I need to ask him about the shit thing. I'm scared of that, really petrified about that subject. "Ok, well, I have one more question, then. I have a horrible gag reflex when it comes to nasty smells, which include, but not limited to shit. I don't want any part of that, none whatsoever. Will u honor that?" His eyes shifted a bit, watching me, as he said, "Rose, u don't really know ur limits, and more importantly, I don't know ur limits yet, so, don't worry about things, too much right now. I know u'll be just fine with me, based on everything we've talked about, already, ok?" Damn, he didn't answer, that could be a deal breaker. I'll have to think about it. I hope I can remember everything we've talked about, here, so I can make a good decision. "Oh, Rose, I need to pee, girl, and ur mouth is perfect as my urinal, so, do ur duty and suck my hot, salty waste water out of me." I wrapped my lips around his cock, just at the head, and felt the gusher, causing me to almost choke. It came sooner and quicker than expected, but, I kept up with it's flow, chugging and gulping, moaning, knowing I'm pleasing him, till it slowed down, and I could taste him, enjoying it much more that way. I cleaned him, sucked out every last drop, and said, "Thank U, sir." He smiled, "Ur very welcome, pisspig." That was the first time he used that word, and it stirred something inside me. I fluttered a little. Damn, that dirty talk does it every time. "I've got a long hard work day, tomorrow, so, I need to get some rest, and u need to think about our potential arrangement." I got up, went to the bathroom sat down to pee, changed my clothes, put on some new lip gloss, and headed for the door. "Call me by 6:00 tomorrow with ur answer, or before if u have any other questions. Hope to see u then." I left, my mind still in a blur. All the way home, it's all I could think about. To be continued? Contact girlieross69@yahoo.com with any comments and constructive criticism.