Under His Hand » 2009 » July

Word of the Day

Fuckspace: noun 1. the unlimited or incalculably great three-dimensional realm or expanse in which a person is left after having their brains fucked out. Particularly involving a subhuman left in a puddle of goo, unable to roll out of said puddle.

/end vocabulary lesson

I dunno. If, after all this time, he can still leave me mumbling incomprehensibly with my eyes crossed in the middle of the bed by giving me nothing more than a few talented strokes of his cock, then… then…

Well. Then, ain’t I just about the luckiest damn cunt in the entire fucking world?!?!?

We’d started out just talking about Spankfest and all the things he might do to me, or have done to me, or let others do to me, or what he might do to others while I watch and “have my heart ripped out and stomped on and there is nothing you can do about it, bitch” and the next thing I knew, he had his hand in my hair shoving my face down to his cock and then I was flipped up and fucked sideways, frontways, all ways and-

Holy Orgasm Overload, Batman.

I think I might have shorted out a couple thousand brain cells.

I know I faded away, I remember him telling me to shut up and go to sleep and so far, today, I haven’t even managed to get dressed. I feel like I got ran over by a truck.

Fucked hard by Master? Run over by a truck? Same thing, really, I think.

Fact is, objectification is hot. Super hot. Sick and twisted and hot. And if I’m set up to be an object, no matter whose object and no matter what they do to me, I’m expected to take it like a good little blow up doll…

*fans myself*

Are you guys SURE you can’t make it to Spank?? Really, really, really sure? Cuz I’m thinking I’m gonna be fair game. :D

So is Master..lol. Any masochists out there volunteer to be his demo-bottom? I SO wanna watch.

Be there or be square!

~cunt