Slut Puppy

Slut Puppy – the on-line training of a real life member of BDSM Library

Slut Puppy noticed a fresh visitor to new her profile and sent him a note of thanks.  This is the private message she received as a reply:

I was looking at the recent activity on this site and cruised into your profile. I didn't contact you because I had no idea what part of the world you might be from. I'm in LA, CA and if you're local and interested here's an excerpt from a short story based on real life, that's a very limited taste of what I'm about:

"You sound too good to be true, but if you’re for real and I were standing behind you, I’d have to laugh and ask, ‘Are you being a naughty girl?’…You’d be sitting on a barstool working your laptop on the kitchen counter, hair still damp from the shower, naked except for your lace bra and navy blue knee socks . Your butt hangs over the edge of the stool and one green urethane bead peaks from between your ass cheeks. Your Catholic School Girl uniform is laid out on the back of the couch, but I’m early and you’re busted. You jump when you hear my voice, but with a playful kiss to the top of your head as I slip one hand into your bra and the other cupping your butt, you surrender to sensation. 'Nasty girl,’ I say as you arch your back so my fingertip grazes the bead between your butt cheeks. You moan as I pinch your nipple and a second bead slips into my fingers. I ask, ‘What’s going on? I show up and find a naughty girl with a toy up her bum watching nasty girls getting spanked…’ another bead slips into my fingers, ‘My, my, my what am I supposed to do with this?”

Miriam smiled. She liked the fact that his response ended with a question. She liked the tone and attention to detail and the uncanny fact that she was sitting at her kitchen counter with her butt hanging off the edge of a stool naked except for a tank top and white cotton socks and her hair was still damp from the shower. For a brief moment she considered the possibility that this email response might be from some neighbor who was peeping into her window, but with the blinds drawn that was just silly. She quickly typed her reply, “Grab those beads, fuck my hole and please spank my fat booty! Please, please, please make me come.”

She added her phone number and attached one jpg of her pretty plump face crowned with short curly red hair. She had the prototypical naughty girl grin and the tip of her index finger between her teeth. As an after thought, she attached a second jpg – a full body shot from a pool party that still represented her physique. She paused for a moment, considered the text in her reply, and then said, “Oh well, what the hell, fuck him if he can’t take a joke.”

He received her reply and chuckled. Opening her attachments he was pleasantly surprised, and quickly typed, “ If you’re interested in what you see, pick up when you hear your phone ring,” he attached two jpg’s and sent the reply.
Ten minutes later, Miriam answered her phone and changed her life. His voice was deep and raspy but when he laughed it went up half an octave and lingered in that register for a few words. As they played the mandatory twenty questions, his email reply arrived and she opened the jpg’s. His pictures were a study in contrast. With long white hair and an equally white beard he looked like Kenny Rogers. With short-cropped hair and a neatly trimmed beard he looked a little like Sean Connery...

"...you wrote that you were naughty and needed a spanking. A few brisk strokes of a swishy cane to the bum are more traditional discipline for careless schoolgirls,” he scolded, “But that doesn’t mean we can’t have some fun as we work up to it.”

With two fingers in her wet pussy, she slowly inhaled and asked, “What kind of fun?”

She wasn’t expecting his next response and when he spoke, she actually blushed. “Are you diddling yourself?”

After a small pause, Miriam squeaked, “Maybe, what do you think?”

“I think that little hitch and pause in your breathing betrays you as a slutty little brat, who’s just itching to have her butt spanked. Do you really have beads up you asshole or are you just teasing on-line?”

Miriam giggled and blushed again. “Oh my,” she gasped, “Hang on a second, I’m going to put you on speaker.”

With a click and some fuzzy rustle, he realized that she probably did have beads up her ass and she was adjusting her position so she could get to them. Miriam twisted her hips, reached between her legs with her other hand, and gripped the urethane beads between her butt cheeks. “That’s better,” she said, “now where were we?”

“I was speculating about how many beads you have up your ass,” he replied. Miriam grinned and teased, “Six, no five, four, ooooo six again.”

“Sooo, you are a naughty little slut!”

“Mmmmm,” she purred, “ and I’ve got three fingers in my wet pussy too. Now stop teasing and tell me about what kind of fun we can have while we work up to your nasty canes.”

"Let’s see if you can follow some simple instructions: Spank your clit and tell me about how you’ll beg me to spank your naughty bottom and get nasty over my knee.”

“Oooo,” Miriam moaned. Somehow this complete stranger knew exactly which buttons to push. She loved to spank her clit especially when her pussy was stuffed and she had something up her ass. Miriam began to slap her clit and said, “You sir are an evil man.”

He could hear her fingers spanking her pussy and replied, “Not evil, a bit depraved perhaps, but I’m hardly forcing you to do anything you don’t want to do.”

“That’s what makes you evil,” she purred, “You read my mind and push my buttons and make me want to do whatever you tell me. So how nasty do you want to get when you finally pull me over your knee?”

“That’s up to you. Whatever rings your chimes, Girl. You tell me what kind of nasty things you want to do over my knee. Whatever we do, it’s always going to be your choice. Now tell me me all about your most depraved fantasies."

Miriam stammered and stumbled through her fantasy while his voice kept her from straying: ... In addition to smears of lubricant and cum, he found a butt plug with a pager attached to its base between the naughty schoolgirl’s butt cheeks. With fifty quick hand slaps to her bouncy bum, he extracted the rest of her story about the nasty janitor in the girl’s restroom. Her incredible level of perversity required much more punishment than a few dozen strokes of the cane, so Miriam negotiated a hundred swats on her bare bottom which escalated to over two hundred swats because she kept losing count. She was in tears and begging for permission to come, but he was having none of that. Miriam was ordered to stand, take off her blazer, skirt and knickers and then straddle the arm of a leather wing chair. Fifty hard swats with an acrylic paddle became well over a hundred because she lost count and then came without permission. Fantasy drifted back into reality as Miriam slapped her clit to crescendo and begged for permission to come. “Be my guest,” he chuckled in real time, “or would you rather have me say no?”

Miriam was tempted to ask him to deny her any release, but what she really wanted was to come and then give him her address so she could crawl over his lap and beg him to spank her butt. “Please, oh please may I please come,” she begged. “All right,” he said, “if that’s really what you want to do, but just to add a touch of spice for me – I want you to count down a baker’s dozen, each one harder than the last and when we do get together you’ll have to beg me for thirteen more from my belt.”

Miriam couldn’t hold out with that image in her mind. She slapped her pussy hard a half dozen times and went off on an orgasm that lasted nearly thirty seconds. She squirmed and squealed and gasped for breath until she pulled her fingers free from her dripping pussy and said, “I’ve been naughty.”

They both laughed. “What happens to naughty girls who come without permission,” he demanded with mock indignation. “It’s not my fault,” she pouted, “You were the one who had me begging for your belt.”

“What happens,” he repeated. “They get punished,” she giggled and then she threw caution to the wind and asked, “How long until you can get here?”

“That depends on your address, but if I’m driving over to your place I will be bringing my cane,” he warned. “Mmmmm, okay,” Miriam chirped, “Just don’t forget to bring your belt!”

Miriam was very pleased when he announced he’d be at her place in less than thirty minutes, but she begged for an hour to get the apartment picked up. “Don’t be silly,” he laughed, “If you haven’t done your chores because you’ve been talking dirty on the phone and diddling yourself, that just means I’ll have more reason to smack your pretty bottom.”

As I wrote, I live in LA, so if you're for real and interested, and somewhere between San Diego and San Francisco, reply and we'll see what we can do to add some color to your cheeks.

Slut Puppy was very excited to read his reply and quickly answered:

Hi there Sir,

Thank you for your story, you've just added a lot of colour to my cheeks!!

I am for real, and if your story is any inkling as to how you are, I would love to meet you, unfortunately I live in Ireland, so don't think that is possible.

But while we're here, please feel free to ask me any questions, and chat.

thank you again Sir

*smiles a cheeky smile at Sir, and blows a kiss over her shoulder*

xx slut puppy

The next morning she was delighted to find a fresh message:

Ahhh such are the accidental tragedies of geography, still I suppose the color in your cheeks requires my response... So if you were Miriam sitting on my lap with glowing hot pink, red swollen bum cheeks, and holding those nasty anal beads in one hand while diddling your wet pussy with the other, tell me what kind of depraved humiliation you'd like to endure next.

In fact tell me all about how you came to relish the idea of sitting on my knee with a freshly spanked and paddled bottom being forced to confess how you wish to be abused, and then punished again for enjoying that particular perversity. I want to read about the full range of your experience, and then I'll change the name, turn it into a story and post it in the library so you can read about yourself... or would part of your need include the publication of your user name?

Here's part of your assignment: Let's have you sitting with something up your bum and have one hand between your legs while you compose your response. You can take as long as you like and cum as many times as you care to, but I want the whole laundry list of your real time and fantasized depravity. How does that affect the color of you cheeks?

She was more than pleased to comply with this assignment and did her best to type her reply with only one free hand:

Hello Sir,

I agree, It's a pity. X

I'm sure we can still have fun and play online if that pleases you Sir?

Thank you for your message and assignment. X

I hope it pleases Sir to know that I have chosen my favourite plug/toy,It is beautiful, 6inch clear with gradual levels of width,and also a remote control, incase i forget it is there!  I am sitting in my kitchen, at my laptop, with my plug as requested by Sir with also one hand between my legs as I type, badly probably, but I will try to be as obiediant as possible here. X

I will tell Sir that I'm not extremely experienced physically, so I what I would propose to do is prehaps compose my response using some real time experience and also my fantasies.  I hope this will please you Sir?

I would appreciate it if you would not use my user name within the story, I would find it embarassing Sir. Thank you xx

I sit panting wanting more, I smile and look up at my Master, I enjoy the closeness of being allowed to sit on his lap, taking a deep breath, I breath in his smell, his wonderful scent, it's his very essence and oh my, it turns me on so much...My mind is full of the many memories of being close to him… like the first time I met him,

With a sharp slap on my thigh, Master brings me back to him. I look into his eyes searching for my next move, "Did my little pet enjoy herself?" he asks making direct eye contact.

I answer with out hesitation, "thank you Sir, I always enjoy myself with you" then without warning Master stands up, sending me crashing to the floor, ouch that did not help my now sore and red ass.  I looked up searching for some kind of response from him, He simply walked straight by me, and into the next room.

Still sitting on the cold kitchen tiles, I can hear allsorts of movement from the next room. I get up and sit on a chair, and wait patiently for Master to return.  I start to relax the nice velvety feel from the chair feels so soothing on my naked ass.  Master re-enters the kitchen, and looks down at me with a look I couldn’tt completely make out, but I knew it was not good.  He leans down and gets close to my face, and quietly asks "Is my little one nice and comfortable?”

“em yes, I was waiting for you to return."

SSlaaaapp, I felt his huge hand land full on my left cheek, "Yes"?"Does my pet need to be reminded of whom to which she is speaking?”

"Yes Sir, I mean no no Sir, Yes Sir, I am comfortable, I am Sorry Sir"

"Well seeing as my pet seems to enjoy her comfort so much, I think I may have the perfect place for her" Master leaned forward into my face again, a warm smile playing on his lips, he slid his hand up my neck, and slid his free hand between my legs, he brushed his fingers over my clit and slowly moved down my pussy, He smiled at feeling how wet my pussy was,"good girl" he whispered and gently started kissing my lips, he moved his hand up and down my neck, mmm, this is my most sensitive spot, I think I could cum from him just doing so.  His hand still between my legs he pushed two fingers inside me, “ooohhhh” I groan with pleasure, god how does he always know where to touch me, his hand on my neck slid into my hair, I closed my eyes tight and arched my body towards him. God he felt so good, my hips were moving completely against my will, I rocked against his fingers, mmmmmmmm.

Taking my bottom lip into his mouth he bit down hard.  My eyes flung open in surprise, he grabbed a handful of hair and pulled my head back as far as it would go, my lip still clamped between his teeth, the pain was excruciating, his fingers worked harder in my pussy, rubbing up and down inside me and moving faster now, he placed his index finger on my clit and lightly flicked it, MMmmmm, i felt so hot, the sensation was so intense, I could feel my pussy getting wetter, I felt light headed at the heady mixture of pain and now intense pleasure, my breathing quickened, my hips moved uncontrollably, and I was shaking, i needed to cum....

I tried to ask Master if i please could cum, this was impossible with my lip still clamped tight in his mouth, oh god oh god, I felt as if I would burst if I didn’t get some release right now, I suddenly felt my head being jilted back further now, Master's hand had left my clit and started to play with the beads I had earlier inserted in my ass, I was sore now, he would give them a gentle tug, then slap me on my clit, he reached back and with his thumb and then pushed another bead into my ass, I cried out from the pain, he pulled me up to standing by my hair, and let my throbbing lip go.

Leading me by my hair, Master led me to his bedroom, and threw me on to the bed, I loved his bed, it was an antique carved four-posted bed, made from dark beautiful wood. Please let him fuck me, I thought, I craved him inside me.

He left the bedroom and returned with a bag, he leaned in close and quietly asked "are you comfortable now my pet?”

"mmmmm Yes Sir" I purred. He gave little laugh, he threw some steel clamps onto the bed, "you know what to do with those," without missing a beat I picked up the clamps and attached them tightly to my nipples, he then ordered me to lie face down on the bed, which I did, "spread those legs" he snapped.  Taking hold of my left ankle he wrapped a length of soft silk rope around it and tied it tightly to the bed, he took the right leg and did the same, he made his way to the middle of the bed and tied a long piece of rope around my waist, then expertly taking one length of the same rope and threading it between my legs to meet with the rope on my waist, it was pressing tight onto my clit. At the top of the bed he tied my hands to the posts, I couldn’t move,

He returned to his bag and pulled out my pink bunny.  "Oh Sir, Please fuck me first, I need to feel my Master inside me," I pleaded with him, He bent down and kissed me on the forehead, "Are you nice and comfortable my sweet?"

"Yes Sir" I was far from comfortable, the rope was pressing those evil beads further into my ass, I was tied so tight I could feel pins and needles starting in my arms, I couldn’t wait until he would set me free and take me. I heard the buzzing of my bunny, He pulled the rope to one side and pushed it roughly into my pussy, I slightly jumped, he then placed the rope back over my pussy pushing my bunny further inside me. mmmmm, I was getting wet already, "please Sir,I want you so bad!" I purred.  He just smiled and said "good night my pet"..turned out the light and left the room..........on the bedside table, I can faintly make out the shape of Masters studded paddle, and leather crop, Guess i know what's for breakfast I thought to myself ......

xx slut puppy

*hugs Sir warmly*

Exhausted from the concentration required to complete her assignment, she sent her reply and then furiously pumped her wet pussy with her favorite toy while fucking her nasty asshole with the vibrating graduated anal beads.  She’d already cum twice while playing with her pussy and now she came twice more.

It was early morning when she read his message titled, Admonitions and questions for your next assignment:

You may call me Sir if that's your choice, but it isn't necessary. My method of Domination is to demand submission by choice. I am the kind of Master who questions his sub and quietly demands that she clearly articulates her depraved needs.

Now was your favorite toy all the way up your bum while you typed with one hand and diddled your clit with the other?

How many times did you come while you wrote your little bondage fantasy?

You mentioned that you've had little physical experience but neglected to tell me what personal experience inspired your exploration of BDSM. What was it?

Your neck is a particularly sensitive erogenous zone, so should we add a collar and leash to the mix?

A slap to your face, with your lower lip between my teeth and beads up your ass followed by nipple clamps and rope, denial and a paddled and crop beside the bed for breakfast... that's a start but where would we go from there? After the paddle and crop where would those nasty anal beads go and what would replace them?

Details are necessary to a good story, and since you've neglected to adequately provide them, this is your next assignment: Find some appropriate implement - a belt or a hairbrush - lube your favorite plug with your pretty mouth and put it back where it belongs, spread your legs wide and using the belt count out one hundred strokes, making sure that each is harder than the last. Give your bum and pussy the hard punishment you deserve and imagine that I am there matching you stroke for stroke to put yourself in the properly contrite mood. Then return to your laptop and begin with a detailed progressive summary of your real life experience from your very first submission to your most extreme perversities.

Follow that with your most depraved fantasy. If you can find your clamps and pink bunny, add them to the mix while you respond and you may allow yourself the luxury of as many orgasms as you like.

I impatiently await your reply.

Slut Puppy was eager to respond but it was a weekday and she had to attend to her clients.  Still she had time to complete part of her assignment to which she sent this reply:

Good Morning Sir,

As I did not want to keep you waiting for my response, I will send you a quick reply now, and my full response later.  I apologise for being unable to provide you with the response in full right now, I've got to go to work. But as you felt a punishment was appropriate, I will start my punishment right away.

I'm sitting at my laptop, I've just come from my morning shower and so have just a towel wrapped around me.  It will be easier to start my punishment dressed this way.

I will start by counting my strokes, I am sitting on one of my dining room chairs with my legs resting on chairs each side of me, so they are spread extremely wide, I'm using a black paddle hairbrush, I also have my toy completely inside me.  I put it into my mouth and made it nice and wet, I also put my fingers into my mouth and then used them to make sure my toy slid right inside my ass, It's a little uncomfortable to start, as I spent such a long time responding to my first assignment.  But it feels good obeying you Sir.

I will start the first part of my assignment.  I have to say the thought of you being here, standing over me administering each blow is making me extremely wet Sir.  I know I will have to wear a skirt to work today, as I will be sore, but it will remind me of you and how you punished me for being naughty....mmmmmmm.

I will respond in full when I have come home from work, giving you a detailed description of what I am using, and what I would like you to do....

Thank you once again, I'm sure even my staff will notice the color in my cheeks today

*steps up from chair, panting breathless after assignment, smiles over shoulder at Sir as i'm leaving the room*xx

When she came home that evening she was please to read his reply: Very good, girl. If you wish you can send your next reply to me in a more direct manner at yahoo.com where I also have instant messaging.  Unfortunately Slut Puppy managed to pick up a nasty virus on her laptop while surfing no doubt naughty sites on the web.  Using another computer she was further frustrated when BDSM Library kept kicking her off-line when she attempted to respond to Jay’s inquiries about the details and answers to his questions.  Another message followed titled, I am impatient and displeased:

You have yet to respond with the detailed answers to my questions and now deserve more profoundly depraved punishment. This is your assignment:

1. Find an electrical extension cord or a wire coat hanger and braid it into a length of no more than two or three feet.

2. Drink four large glasses of water, strip naked, and push two fingers into your pussy and ass until your bladder is full and you're desperate to pee.

3. Clamp your nipples, insert your vibrating butt plug and take the braided cord or twisted wire into the bathroom.

4. Straddle the toilet bowl, facing the tank, close your eyes and imagine that I am watching you.

5. Hear my command, "Fifty strokes and you may not come. Count each stroke and after each one beg me to whip your ass harder."

6. Because I am not there you will have to whip your own ass cheeks, fifty strokes - each one harder than the last - and then beg me to whip your pussy.

7. Straddle the toilet bowl facing away from the tank, and whip your cunt, counting fifty strokes and begging me to whip your wet pussy harder with each stroke.

8. If you can, bring yourself to tears and beg permission to come and piss.

9. Hear me refuse permission, and command that you beg for more. Turn to face the tank, and whip your ass ten strokes while you push the first bead out of your nasty hole. Hear me warn you that if you pee or push out more than one bead, that you must push your toy back up your ass and start over.

10. Continue this punishment until you complete your task, ten strokes for each bead - one at a time, or until you fail, pissing yourself or coming. Then imagine my arm around your waist lifting you across my knee and spanking your bottom pink, red and purple until your dissolve into sobbing remorse for your hesitant delay in response to my questions. When you recover, imagine what next I might demand if I were actually there.

She was desperate to please her newly found on-line master, so she responded to his Yahoo email address:

Hey there Hun,

So sorry about the delay in response, I'm having awful problems with my system, I've left my laptop in to have a virus removed, and so am using an old thing, I think the problem is that the security settings are all out of sync, maybe too high, and if I lower them, it crashes on me! so needless to say it won't let me onto the library for too long, and I don't have access to my private messages, it keeps logging me out!!!!

So Sir, I hope you don't mind me emailing you directly?

I was having fun responding to your delicous mails!!x

If you approve, I can email you my response on this address until I recieve my regular laptop back!!!

So mail me back if you can and let me know if it's ok?

Thanks so much xx

Have a great day x

His reply was affirmative so she replied with a quick tease:

Hey Sir,

just read your recent e-mail, again the system logged me out before responding.

As I explained to you Sir, I am quite sorry for the delay in response, I would'nt intentionally disobey you......

So *gives Sir a cheeky smile* can we please just skip to the part were your yummy arm is around my waist, lifting me onto you, what would you do with me, not that you have me......?

Jay replied: I'd have you over my knee and make you peel all the leaves and twigs from your switch while I pushed one, two then three fingers up you tender asshole and demand the details of your assignment.

Slut Puppy was very please and continued to tease him:

Siiiirrrr!!!!!! You’re mean!!!!xx

*looks at sir and makes a cheeky pout*

Of course, details of my assignment will be on your desk by this evening!

even with my pain treshold, I don't think I could do that one before work!!

*uncurls from sirs feet, glances back over shoulder at Sir as leaving your room, and blows you kisses*!

His reply was a definite motivation to complete her assignment:

And with a slow twist we manage to squeeze in the little finger of my left hand, which leaves my thumb free to play havoc with your sloppy wet swollen cunt.  After you've stripped your fresh green switch, I hand you a length of red satin ribbon and tell you how to bend the switch double and braid the green wood with the ribbon so you can fashion a swishy wicked crop.  While you entertain me with the details of your assignment and braid the switch, I encourage you with the fingers and thumb of my left hand, and spank your bum pink and red with your favorite hairbrush.

Slut Puppy wore a skirt to work that day and with every opportunity her fingers found their way down into her knickers.  She had no idea how far she might go to complete her assigned task, but she looked forward with eager anticipation to going home to her flat.

Ten hours later she sat on her tender bum and wrote her reply:

Hi there Sir,

How are you today?x

Hope You will be proud to know that I have completed my assignment for you....

I've got to admit It was a tough one!I don't usually like to do anything that involves toilets!

I stripped naked placed my nipple clamps on to my nipples, got an electrical  cord and braided it as requested, I drank four glasses of water as requested by Sir, have been drinking water all day so this didn’t help!!

Then I slid two fingers into my pussy and ass, And played for a while until i needed to pee,.I took the cord into the bathroom, I then used my mouth to lube my plug, and slid it into my ass.....so turned on at this stage, but also desperately needing to pee,

Facing the tank I placed my legs on either side of the bowl, and straddled it, I could feel my pussy getting wetter thinking of you there with me, commanding me to whip my ass, and matching me stroke for stroke... I counted each stroke out loud from one to fifty, And Sir It felt good to think you doing that to me...and if you had had been here I would have begged you to whip my pussy…

I stand up and turn facing away from the tank, i place my legs on either side of the bowl and straddle it once again.....at this stage Sir i really did need to pee, I rubbed my cord up and down my pussy, still feeling my plug inside my ass I felt amazing, I was so horny I could have easily came, I began to whip my pussy, counting out loud each stroke from one to fifty, I'm was extremely sensitive by now and really trying hard not to come, or pee...

I wanted to beg you to let me pee right then, but as commanded by you, I carried on with my punishment,

I stood and turned to face the tank once again, and whipped my ass for the first ten times, I've never used a cord before, It really stings, but feels good too.

I've pushed the first bead out, and i start to whip my ass ten times for the second time, I can feel the whip is leaving marks on my ass, my thighs are red

I push the second bead out, and begin to whip my ass again counting aloud,

God sir I have to say that at this point I really thought I was going to fail and come, I've never experienced this before, but the pressure on my bladder from needing to pee and the sensation of the holding the plug tight in my ass, felt so good, but if I had allowed my self to come it would have resulting in peeing also, and I did not want to fail,

I had to push the third bead out really slowly , they gradually get smaller and increasingly difficult to hold on to especially with a full bladder! I started again to whip my ass, It was hurting right now, I rubbed my hand over my cheeks, and I could feel the raised marks the cord has left on my ass, I carry on whipping, I was rushing now, desperate to pee and desperate to play with my bunny!

So i pushed the fourth and final bead out of my ass, I was so relieved as I began to administer the final ten strokes, they hurt the worse!!!!

I completed my task and can barely sit to type!!!

I was going to head straight for my bunny when I realised in your mail, you ordered me not to cum,

your girl is extremely sore and extremely wet, and wishes you were here to reward me for completing my task

*gets close to Sir,runs hand over your chest, and down to your pants,smiles sweetly and asks "Please Sir, May I cum?*

She was delighted to receive his reply:

Excellent slut puppy... you have permission to cum in anyway and as many times as you like.  More later.

She replied with this missive:

Hey Master,

how are you?  I'm so happy you are pleased with the assignment!xx

You’re a tough man xxx

Well I'm a happy lil puppy this morning, I played with my bunny and came twice thinking of pleasing Sir further… would love to know what you look like Sir, can I have a description?  Just for good measure, some boring stuff about me: I 'm 5ft2, slim, with long blonde hair and green eyes!!

I'm a beauty therapist and manage a day spa near by were i live, I am also training to be a legal exec!  hence why i am always busy!!!!

thank you for your yummy messages,

can i ask you some questions Sir> How long have you been a Dom?  Is it something you do all the time?  What really turns you on?

The next morning she received his reply:

Slut Puppy,

In answer to your questions:

1. Description: See attached jpg, I am semi-retired, living on as much money as I can make as a business consultant, which is almost enough to pay the bills on time.  With the luxury of my abundant spare time, I'm content to write (several plays (two produced to fairly decent reviews), two screenplays and two novels - none published) and I occasionally direct or act in small local theatrical productions. I am six feet tall and weigh 230 lbs.

2. I been a Dom since the early 1970's, but finding the right woman isn't easy.  In real life my experience runs the gambit of BDSM, watching and participating, but because I'm not a very social animal, because I can no longer lie to a woman to manipulate her, because I won't have sex with a woman who is sloppy drunk or stoned, because I rarely go out to bars or clubs, because I won't dance with a woman, because I demand that any woman makes the honest decision to come to me, my opportunities are limited.  Recently I Dommed one sub for nearly three years, but she slipped into an addiction to crystal meth and we parted ways.  Since then, I haven't made much of an effort to find another.

I've been twice married to relatively vanilla women with only minor kinks, and last month my stepson and his wife had their first child, so now I'm a sort of almost grandfather.

3. What really turns me on are honest women, who know what they want and can articulate it.  One of my best friends is a smart-ass brat, Korean American Lesbian Libertarian who grew up in Alabama and Iowa.  She plays the role of a tough girl, dressed in motorcycle jackets, wife beater under shirts, jeans and black leather boots, but she's so tiny that she has to buy her clothes from the children's section of the store.  Her fetish is submitting to women who dress like prim and proper librarians.  I introduced her to just such a woman and they've been together for the last eight years and now live in Colorado.  Occasionally she sends me an email with a detailed description of what they've been up to and that always turns me on.

What really turns me on?  A naughty girl on my knee confessing to all of her most perverse desires, followed by appropriate punishment and the actualization of her fantasies.  Catching two naughty girls in the act, followed by appropriate punishment, and fucking their shiny red bums and tear stained faces.  Watching two very nasty women do incredibly degrading things to one another, and I particularly appreciate any sub who is happy to lick and suck my balls and hairy asshole while performing sloppy oral sex.

If you're really interested in the full range of my depraved interests, I've posted two stories on BDSM Library (mostly fantasies but each with a kernel of real life experience), but be forewarned, these are the most extreme musings from the darkest edges of my mind.  My personal real life BDSM experience is much more mainstream as I have never pushed any sub's hard limits without consent.  I am pleased to say that in the exploration of their limits we have, more often than not, expanded their experience and that is always a turn on for me.

Here's a pleasant weekend homework assignment, insert your butt plug, find your bunny, look up and read my stories in the Library.  The object of the exercise is to track and report how many times you come while you're reading. You can find them by searching jaymac under author or you can cut and paste these link locations: http://www.bdsmlibrary.com/stories/story.php?storyid=6283

http://www.bdsmlibrary.com/stories/story.php?storyid=6345

Now, I have questions as to some particular details of your assignment:

1. I gather from your report that you did not use the diluted mixture of hair condition and chili sauce to lube your ass and pussy, nor did you inject the mixture into your ass and if you did not comply to those instructions I have to furrow my brow and sternly demand, "Why not?"

2. Nor was there any mention of the collar - how can you be a slut puppy without a collar?  You did not squat on the rim of the bowl, but that is a minor thing; however, you report that you pushed "two fingers into your pussy and ass," but did not specify how many fingers you managed to push into your pussy before you obeyed my instructions to whip your cunt - two, three, four - more?

3. There is no mention of the raw ginger root, did you forget or avoid that detail of my instructions?

4. Did you manage to go find your switches??

As to your assignment report, I'm particularly pleased that you overcame your aversion to "anything that involves toilets," and that your state of arousal was so profound.  Upon review, I must say that although this has been an earnest effort to comply with my instructions for your humiliation, self-abuse and orgasm denial, I believe that we can do better.  If I were the instructor of some BDSM school for naughty slut puppies and grading your report, I afraid I'd have to deduct 25%, which would be a passing grade but one in need of improvement, additional work and very special attention.

I hope you aren't too intimidated after you've read my stories, but on the other hand if your pussy is wet, they will have accomplished their purpose.  And by the by if you've managed to find your switch and braided it with red ribbon, feel free to enhance your homework assignment with the liberal application of that hand made crop to your tits, clit and ass.

Awaiting your answers and response.

Thus the state of Slut Puppy’s email exchange with Jaymac and her online training is up to date and current to Saturday, August 15, 2009.  What will happen next remains unknown.  To be continued.