Wednesday, December 06, 2006

Another unslavelike memory from deidre's past...

deidre’s just discovered a surprising reason why she enjoys her job so much! Control. Yes deidre said control. Power. During some of the calls that deidre enjoys it’s deidre who has the control. Men come to deidre to bring to life their fantasies and she does it. she gets off guys every day with nothing more than her words and imagination. Man after man comes to her for pleasure, to orgasm, to squirt their big hot load into her mouth, ass or pussy, while they listen to deidre’s voice describing exactly how she’d tease them, taunt them and then fuck them. It’s an awesome, incredible feeling.

In fact, while she was thinking about this new realization she remembered back to her freshman year of high school. she had this boy named Jon that she’d tease. He turned her on, but she could never figure out why. He wasn’t attractive. He wasn't sexy. Just looking at him wouldn’t really do it for any woman. What he was, was the male equivalent of skank. He was lewd and disgusting, but it turned deidre on an incredible amount. If she’d known how to orgasm back then she knows of at least one time while in Mrs R’s English class in 7th grade that she would’ve just from the site of this boy’s leg. He made deidre feel wet and dirty at the same time. Not kinky good dirty either. It was a feeling of disgust with herself for being turned on by him. The kind of dirty that makes you want to take a steamy hot shower and scour your skin until it’s raw.

Even though Jon was older and more experienced deidre was able to have this wonderful power over him - over his cock - and she loved it. she remembers inviting him over one time to her house. We went into deidre’s bedroom, which at the time was in the center of the house with no windows. When the doors were closed it was pitch black.

He was wearing those cotton bike shorts, not spandex, but tight. They were black. deidre remembers telling him that she was thinking about fucking him, but only if he could really convince her to. Maybe if his cock got nice and hard for her she would make him feel really nice. deidre pressed her body up against his and reached down to his hard on and began to rub it through his shorts. It was throbbing. He was grinding his cock up against her hand begging, actually pleading with deidre to fuck him, to suck him, to do anything to please relieve him of that load. This went on for a good 15 minutes or so.

deidre can still remember flicking on the lights and informing him with a nasty fucking grin on her face that he would have to go because her father was going to be home any minute. deidre had never intended on fucking him. she certainly wasn’t going to fuck him after that pathetic display. she only brought him there to punish him. For what? you ask. deidre has no idea. Probably just because he happened to have a penis. deidre didn’t need any more reason than that. It was fun and deidre could.

Of course this kind of behavior is exactly what lead to deidre being raped later on, but you know those young whiperschnapers, they never think ahead or consider the consequences of their actions. ;)

As strange as it sounds, what really caused deidre to focus on this subject was the lovely isabellaval. deidre was allowed to speak with Her last night on the phone about the recording/modeling meet that is being planned for (hopefully) sometime in January. At some point the discussion turned sexual…* gasp * deidre? in a sexual conversation? NO!! …while discussing deidre’s phone sex experiences and how she loves to incorporate other PSOs and girls she knows into the calls deidre was reminded of how much she loves knowing that she’s exciting someone. Now, deidre has no idea of what will happen once she’s actually in Miss Isabella’s lair, maybe nothing sexual at all, ultimately that’s up to Miss Isabella, however, deidre does think it would be an incredible honor to be allowed to give Her even the smallest amount of pleasure. Even slaves are allowed to fantasize right?

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