ANYTHING FOR BARRY
By V.P. Viddler
I know why you're here, and I'll do what you want. I guess Barry told you that.
You don't think you're the first guy Barry has sent here, do you? Barry does
this a lot. That's just one of his ways of showing his power over me.
That's what it is, you know. Barry has that power over me. He can make me do
anything he wants. Anything at all. All Barry has to do is snap his fingers and
I crawl for him.
That's not just a figure of speech, either. I crawl for him. I'm trained now, so
that he just snaps his fingers and I'm down on my hands and knees.
That's only one of his signals. If he claps his hands once, I start taking my
clothes off. If he claps again I stop.
Oh, Barry's got a lot of them. I'm his slave, you know. That's what I am, and I
can't stop it. Because Barry has that power for me, I don't know why. He starts
calling me dirty names, and I go all weak in the knees. The more he curses me,
the hotter I get. Until I'm moaning and squirming around on the floor and
begging him to take me.
Or to hurt me.
Which Barry loves to do.
And I love it when he does it. Especially in public, when I can't--Oh Christ,
you don't want to hear this, do you? That's not what you're here for. Barry told
you I'd lay for you, right? Or go down on you. Or do whatever you want.
And I will.
Not because I want to, with you. I mean, you're not quite as bad as some of the
guys Barry's sent me, but I don't particularly dig you, either. Sorry about
that, but you should know that I'm not doing this because I'm a damn
nymphomaniac or something. Just for Barry. I have to do what Barry says. I can't
help that.
And Barry wants to humiliate me, to show his power. So Barry says, I'm sending
over some strange guy and I want you to fuck him and suck him and degrade
yourself with him and let him do anything he wants to you. You filthy slut,
Barry says. And I say, okay, Barry. I will, Barry. I'm a filthy slut, Barry.
So here you are, and I'm going to do just what Barry wants, which is to do
whatever you want. What do you want? You want me to take off my clothes, I'll
take off my clothes. You want me to crawl for you, I'll crawl. You want to fuck
my mouth, I'll go down on my knees or lie on my back or whatever. You want me to
fuck for you, I'll do it. Any way you want it.
And if you want to hurt me, you can do that. If you want to tie me up, I'll show
you where the ropes are. And handcuffs. And chains. And hooks to hang me from,
if you like that. And gags, all kinds of gags, if you want to gag me. But this
apartment is soundproof, so if you want to hear me scream you can do that too.
Barry loves to hear me scream. And I'll show you the whips. The canes. The
branding irons.
You think I'm kidding? Anything, Dennis--that's your name, right? Dennis? You
can do anything to me. Or make me do anything. You like watching? You can be
like Barry and bring other guys in and make me fuck them. You can drag strangers
in off the street, bums, crazies, drug addicts, anybody, and tell me to fuck for
them and I will. There is no humiliation, no degradation, no debasement, no
debauchery, no sadistic or animalistic commands to which I will not submit. My
body is yours to do with as you will. Your toy, your plaything, your submissive
vessal of unlimited pleasure.
Because that's what Barry wants.
What, Dennis? A cigar? Of course. Shall I light it for you? All right. There,
it's burning nicely. I assume you want to put it out eventually. On me.
Pull up my skirt? All right. All the way up? I see, it's my thigh you want. On
the inside of my thigh? Way up there? All right. I'll spread them apart for you.
Yes, I'll hold still. May I scream? No? All right, I'll try not to.
Ahhhh. Ahh that hurts, Dennis. Ahhh that hurts so much. I can't help squirming,
I--all right. Please stop, Dennis. Please stop.
Again? Yes, Dennis. My mouth? As you--of course.
Anything...
