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  Anything For Him

  Table of Contents

  Anything for Him – Part 1

  Anything for Him – Part 2

  Anything for Him – TT’s Diary

  Anything for Him – Part 1

  Late on a Saturday morning, she pulled up to the house after driving a half-mile deep into an old growth forest. As soon as she turned up the bumpy gravel road under a canopy of very tall trees her nervousness disappeared and it was instantly replaced by a sense of calm, euphoria and eager anticipation for the wild and wicked sex she had dreamed about for many years.

  She had been emailing the man she was about to meet for over a month. She had been masturbating sometimes six or seven times today after rereading his emails and thinking of all the things he said he would do to her, with her, and most definitely in her.

  She had always been the good little girl. Got A’s in high school, was a cheerleader, and lettered in basketball and track. Actually she was the leading scorer for the basketball team and placed in the top 10 in the state in the marathon.

  She had a firm lean body that was quite flexible–as a matter of fact, he told her to keep stretching her body until she could lick her own clit–that was the key she had to show him that allowed her to enter The Wicked Woods. She accomplished this wonderfully self - serving feat within the first two weeks, but he made her wait until she could do it long enough to get herself off. She emailed him on Tuesday after she had accomplished this three times out of three attempts in the morning while thinking of what her great reward would be for this special favor that she learned to do for him.

  He had called her for the first time on Friday afternoon after she got back to the apartment she shared with two other 19 - year - old female college students. Her knees nearly buckled when she heard his smooth firm rich hypnotic voice speak her name for the first time.

  Not her real name, but the name that he gave her early on in their email exchanges–”TT”, for her tiny tits. She told him; in high school she didn’t need to wear a bra, but did anyway hoping to get her body to get the hint. Her main rival, also a cheerleader, gave her that name in the showers after the first football game of her sophomore year.

  Her rival got all the other naked cheerleaders to compare tits, but TT being embarrassed did not want to join in. They grabbed her and all of them played with her always erect nipples and called herTT until she ran out of the shower crying. She told him it was the most humiliating experience of her young life. She also told him that she first started masturbating after this experience; it was humiliating but it turned her on so.

  As she continued up the drive in her ’65 convertible mustang, she cupped her left breast in her left hand. Heredity paid off in the end for now she had conical extremely firm 36 C breasts and her nipples were pressing hard against the skimpy half tee shirt he told her to wear. Desperately she hoped they would be big enough to please him even though she knew that he would call her TT to humiliate her and get her soaking wet at the same time.

  She parked where he had told her and she looked at her watch and it was just one minute past noon, her scheduled arrival time. Actually she had been a half hour early and just kept driving around until she just couldn’t wait any longer. She had unlocked the heavy gate using the combination he had told her and then once through locked the gate behind her. This scared her a little, but she also knew they would want complete privacy to do all the things they had written about in emails.

  She found it hard walking in the high-heeled boots he told her to get and she was having a hard time keeping her skimpy leather skirt from riding up her bare ass. What a naughty little Slut she felt like. Getting ready to let a man she had never met, a man older than her father, a man she had long dreamed about, do just about anything he wanted to do to her.

  “TT’s” pussy was so wet she could feel her juices running down the soft insides of her thighs. Should she clean herself up for him or would he like to know what kind of effect he has on his hot little slut. The juices were down to the tops of her fishnet thigh highs and her knees wobbled and her hands shook by the time she knocked on the door.

  “Master, Sir, Tiny Tits is here to serve you,” with that said she pulled off her half tee shirt and put it on the doorstep. She kneeled at his feet, he was so tall and so sexy, but she knew what he had told her to do once she introduced herself to him and she had better get started.

  She very nervously and gently reached inside his shorts and felt his hairy balls and flaccid cock which she put fully into her mouth and then held still just as she had been instructed. He motioned for her to grab her butt checks with her hands and to give them a long hard squeeze.

  He wrapped his fingers and finally his hands in her long curly bottled blond hair and started moving her head up and down on his cock. His cock grew big and then even bigger in her mouth as he fucked her before saying the first word to her.

  After a long time, he withdrew his cock from her mouth and she knew that she had to lick his balls clean next. His balls were licked from top to bottom, right to left, left to right and bottom to top, over and over again. She was so wet now that she could not help smelling her own juices as a small puddle was starting to form between her knees.

  Abruptly, he pulled her head out from his crotch, pushed her down to the patio and said his first words to her in person, “Alright, you fucking little Slut hole, show me the key and make it good.” She rolled herself into a ball with arms and legs intertwined as her cheeks became streaked with her now cold pussy juices.

  Her tongue touched her swollen eager clit and she felt a heat rush boil up and spread throughout her body. He grabbed her by her thighs and rolled her up so her cunt was staring up at the glorious blue sky and bright fall sun. “Lick that clit, Slut; you know that is the key to get you into The Wicked Woods.” She came hard when she heard him speak to her and then she came again. She knew she could not stop licking her clit until he told her and she loved the feeling and most definitely enjoyed pleasing her new Master.

  He starts spanking her firm ass with his right hand as he starts probing inside her with fingers of his left hand. She screams out in ecstasy as his fingers make their way deep inside her and his spanks get harder and harder. Finally he tells her, “cum, cum, cum, and cum again. Keep cumming, don’t stop, cum, cum, cum and cum again. Come on hole, I told you to keep cumming,” and with that a sharp crack on her sore ass that starts off another wave or orgasms. She has been reduced to a spent, used, and abused hole sitting in a puddle of her own cum and that is just the first hour in The Wicked Woods, what will the rest of the weekend bring?

  He leaves her lying there on the patio, whipped and unable to move. He returns later with two glasses of champagne and pours some into her mouth after pulling her up into a sitting position. She reaches for the glass and he slaps her hand, “No, I am your Master, I decide when you drink. Remember, you are just a lowly slut trainee.”

  “Yes Master. Yes Sir. I am your little fucking cunt Slut hole. I will drink when you want me to drink. I will eat when you want me to eat and I will fuck when you want me to fuck. I will do whatever you want me to do Master.”

  He wrapped his arms around her long lanky body, picked her up and carried her inside the house of The Wicked Woods. He carried her first to the couch where he pinned her on her back and first had a taste of TT’s not so tiny tits. Next he filled her face with h
is cock and balls as he slapped and pinched her tits.

  He asked her to shake her head yes or no to any to questions he might ask, she was not to speak unless he gave her permission first. Her tits were so soft, firm and round and her nipples so hard and tasty that he just had to fuck them. He knew she had never had her tits fucked and always dreamed about having big fuckable tits like her two roommates. She got to lick some precum off of her nipples and the tip of his cock. Oh how she wished her high school cheerleading squad was there to watch this–TT getting her tits fucked for the first time at age 19.

  He played with her, fucked her, spanked her, tickled her, tied her up, tied her down, bit her, nibbled her, slapped her, pulled her hair, and did everything he wanted to her for a day and a half.

  He did her downstairs, upstairs, on the stairs and bent over the upstairs railing. He had her indoors, and outdoors, tied to trees and tied to the bumper of her car. He gave her outfits to wear, some that he tore off of her hot trembling body before ravaging her and others he gently removed in a most seductive way.

  He always kept her guessing. She never knew what was going to happen next, a soft kiss on her lips or nipples or a hard smack on the ass. She loved his mind, his imagination, his way with her, his wonderful voice, and his awesome cock that had given her more orgasms in a day and a half than she had altogether in the 4 - ½ years that she had been sexually active.

  Late on Sunday afternoon, He walked her to her car. She was dressed in a simple all white dress with nothing on underneath. She did not want to leave, but she knew He was right that she had to get ready for classes the next morning. She wanted nothing more than to give herself to this beautiful caring and most Dominant Man; to give her body to him to fuck over and over again; to let him do the most intimate and sometimes most humiliating things to her; to give Him whatever He wanted.

  He gave her a long very deep wet kiss and told her he was going to give her a present as she had been an been better slut than he expected. What is it she wondered? She found out soon. He had her is the passenger seat of her convertible with the seat back as far back and down as it would go. He stood over her and told her to pull down his shorts and lick his balls and cocks clean and that was to be her present.

  She eagerly complied and licked and licked and licked him some more. He grabbed her head and forced it up and down on his cock before pushing her head back firmly against the seat with the weight of his body as he rammed his cock deeper and deeper into her hot wet eager mouth. He came loud and hard with the force of his cum overpowering her; she came in one giant long - lasting orgasm herself.

  As she drove down the half mile gravel driveway she felt every one of his kisses, every bite, every tickle, every clothes pin, every drop of wax, every piece of ice, each piece of fruit and vegetables that he used on her during her first visit to The Wicked Woods. She knew that this had just been “basic training” and that subsequent visits would be much more intense, intimate, physical and unpredictable–she could hardly wait.

  She hadn’t swallowed all of his cum when he fucked her mouth just a few minutes ago. Some of his hot sweet cum she kept under her tongue. She now swished it all around her mouth and savored the taste before swallowing the last drop as she turned on the road as she left The Wicked Woods, for the first time.

  Anything for Him – Part 2

  This is TT’s third trip there and her Master told her good things often come in threes when he told her of what he had planned for her this weekend.

  TT had followed orders; her long thick curly hair was now jet black, she had been a bottle - blonde bimbo for the first two trips. She was wearing a new sheer white silk blouse with no bra and her nipples have been so hard and eager for the whole hour - long drive from her campus apartment, but they caught on fire as soon as she was on His property–she could feel him and his aura all around her.

  She felt calm, peaceful, content, happy, violently horny, extremely aroused, eager to please her beautiful Master and devilishly curious to know what He had in mind for her. She wore a very short red leather skirt, no panties, and a set of color - coordinated garter belts and fishnet stockings, also fire engine red.

  The 4” black open-toed high heels hurt her feet so they were in the passenger seat of her “65 convertible Mustang. The slut looked over at the shoes and remembered that just a few weeks ago, her Master gave her a present for the first time as she sat where her shoes were now–she remembers the taste of His cum as he filled her face with His cock and balls as his way of saying bye after he had her every way he wanted that first weekend.

  It was hard to believe but the second weekend had been even more exciting than the first. He had tested her limits of pain and humiliation and she had passed these tests as easily as she had passed all of her tests in high school. She had thought that she would not be able to take some of the things He had done to her, but it became easier when she thought not of her pain but rather of her Master’s pleasure.

  Her thoughts turned to this weekend as finally the house came into site. She repeated the words to herself of what she was to say when seeing him. She also remembered the first two times she uttered these same words and how, a few seconds later, she took his cock full in her mouth.

  The first time he wrapped his fingers and hands in her long hair and fucked her mouth before he spoke the first word to her. The second time he called her all kinds of rude disgusting and delightful names and made her lick and suck him like the fucking little cum slut that she was.

  The cost of her Master’s cum came at a steep price. He called her His cum slut the whole weekend and beat and whipped her ass so hard, she could not sit down for days and her nipples and cunt were so used and abused that they ached whenever she got horny making her more horny.

  He let her pleasure herself except for the two days before she was to see Him. In those two days her tits and pussy were totally off limits. TT often masturbated 6 or 7 times a day thinking about her Master and all the things he had and will do to her, for her, with her and inside her.

  TT felt like one hot sexy little bitch walking across the patio in those high-heels, fishnets, short tight skirt and sheer silk blouse. TT could almost taste her Master’s cock as she approached the door and rehearsed the greeting He had taught her to say. She knocked on the door and was thinking ahead to kneeling there to serve her Master. The door starts to open . . .

  “Master, Sir, TT is here to . . .wha, where is, I am looking for . . .”

  “So you are TT,” said the very attractive redhead who answered the door. The next thing that TT knew was that this woman had grabbed her by the hair and her right arm and pulled her inside and pushed her down to the floor. TT was confused. Shere was her Master, who is this women and why did she do that?

  “The Master wants you to entertain me until He is ready for you. He told me that you had not been with a woman before.”

  TT who had made her way to her feet and started to straighten her clothes said, “Where is my Maa. . . .?” This is as much as TT could get out before the strange gorgeous woman gave her a swift hard backhand across her face, nearly knocking her off her feet again.

  The redhead in her tight low cut black leather dress asked, “Did I give you permission to speak, slut?” TT dazed and confused shook her head no and wanted desperately to hear her Master’s voice and to see Him.

  “Did Master say anything to you about me?” whispered the woman in TT’s ear. As TT shook her head no, the woman said, “That figures, He always likes to keep us guessing; keep us on our toes. Which reminds me, come here slut,” and with that, the woman grabs a handful of TT’s hair and leads her to a wall below a second story landing. Ropes had been tied to the railings above and the woman put the Master’s leather cuffs on her wrists and tied the cuffs to the ropes. Having her Master’s cuffs on made her feel that this is what He wanted, so she knew she had to do her best to obey this women, but where is He. . . my Master?

  “Up on your toes, bitch,” commanded the woma
n. TT now that she had her Master’s cuffs on responded immediately, though she had nearly lost her balance in her high heels and nearly fell face first, but for the ropes holding her upright.

  TT righted herself, stood tall and straight on her toes and looked down at the woman, who was just a few inches shorter than TT’s 5’10.” The women met eyes and stared at one another for what seemed an eternity, sizing each other up, checking the other for flaws and imperfections and not really seeing any started to imagine imperfections in the other.

  In these moments, the women hated each other, but also loved and respected one another. It had become clear to TT that her Master was this woman’s Master as well. She had thought herself extremely lucky to be with her sexy, sweet talking, hard-spanking Master and just assumed there had been no one else as He had not mentioned anyone else.

  Part of TT was jealous, but that passed very quickly. TT also felt extremely lucky, this woman was gorgeous, tall, long red hair, bigger and fuller tits than TT, long legs, nice round ass and a beautiful face.

  If Master already had her, He didn’t NEED me, but wanted me, wanted me to be his sub/cunt/slut/hole–this brought a smile to TT’s face. The other woman who was enjoying checking out this tall young sexy eager slut saw the smile, knew what it meant, and gave TT a quick backhand across her face. TT did not move, but took the blow full force and did not stop smiling and thinking about her Master–or rather their Master. The woman looked TT in the eyes and said one word, “bitch” and walked away, leaving TT on her toes up against the wall.