Slut Puppy’s Las Vegas Fantasy

– yet another part of the ongoing training of a real life member of BDSM Library

Part 1

This fantasy began with several short chat exchanges two weeks ago, we’re co writing it as we go:

Slut Puppy: *Sneaks in and tip toes over to Sirs chair, tickles the back of his neck and whispers in his ear... I'm back Sir*

Jay Mac: and is you pussy wet he asks?

Slut Puppy: It is now... Have some interesting news Sir

Jay Mac: what is that?

Slut Puppy: Have a trip planned in December, to visit some friends in Las Vegas... but one of the girls who lives in Cali can't make it up, so the girls are discussing taking a road trip down, didn’t think of it at the time, but might be interesting if you were free...

Jay Mac: I will most certainly make sure that I'm available!  Joy and jubilation... I’m looking forward to real time!!!

Slut Puppy: *lots of girly giggles and a huge smile*

Jay Mac: Keep me posted on the details and I'll drive to Vegas and we'll find some cheap motel for doing the dirty deed... bound wrists to ankles with your pretty bum in the air.

Slut Puppy: Sir i will certainly keep you posted, and you can come stay in my hotel room, i always book my own...we are booked for the seventh of November, staying for 11 days, so we will definitely plan a few days in Cali...so might actually get to meet the guy who has made me wet for a week! lol...just a thought Sir, i can wear clothes meeting you can't i?

Jay Mac: Of course... that is until we go to your room.

Slut Puppy: hmmm...will have to bring my bondage rope so, and maybe a few other custom friendly toys...

Jay Mac: Or we could take a trip to a fetish shop where I can watch you blush when you buy some new toys.

Slut Puppy: Mmm and blush i will!!  But great idea Sir xx  So i propose Sir...that i will be all yours?  At your will, your time and your bidding

Jay Mac: I'm willing to share you with you girlfriends, but I am an astrological Leo with 5 planets in Leo and I will need my Lion's share.

Slut Puppy: Rawwwwrrrrr... that sounds good to me xx

Jay Mac: Now when was the last time you peed?

Slut Puppy: i haven’t and the next question is... please Sir Can i?

Jay Mac: ...Assuming a computer crash, he remains online in case the connection is restored...

Slut Puppy: sorry Sir, lost you for a minute there, damn computers!

Jay Mac: A couple of days ago I signed off with the perverse missive, "dream about what happens after I pull my cock out of your dripping asshole," do you remember what was dripping from your asshole?

Slut Puppy: *face in hands* yes!

Jay Mac: And what was that?

Slut Puppy: noo Sirrrr!!!!!

Jay Mac: No what???

Slut Puppy: please don't make me say it, you know!!!*giggles nervously*

Jay Mac: A good puppy would relish the humiliation of telling me what was dripping from her asshole...

Slut Puppy: hmmmmm

Jay Mac: Waiting...

Slut Puppy: i know, I know... I'm trying

Slut Puppy: Sirrr!!!! ok... it was a mixture of your cum and pee, *quickly turns away from Sir to blush*

Jay Mac: What a gooood guuuurll!!!  Does blushing make your pussy wet?

Slut Puppy: No but it does make my heart beat a little faster!!  You make my pussy wet... *giggles* sorry Sir was just imagining our first meeting.  i was just thinking what would i do?  i think with all this sexual chemistry i would probably walk straight to you and kiss you full on the mouth! no hello's!

Jay Mac: Let me know when your flight arrives in Vegas and I'll meet you there...

Slut Puppy: you don't have to travel all the way up.  i'm going to Cali anyway, unless you prefer that...

Jay Mac: I want to share as much time with you as I can while you're here...

Slut Puppy: btw..did you mention you had trouble with arthritis?  i would love to treat you to a nice sensual massage while i'm there!

Jay Mac: Laughs... my body is an orthopedic wrecking yard, too many sports injuries, too many motorcycles... twenty five years of abuse... and I'd love a message or two or three or more, but that still doesn't get you off the hook brat: 10+20+30+40+20 = 120.

Slut Puppy: *gasps* even if i added some extra's*arches eyebrow at Sir while pushing index finger between lips innocently*

Jay Mac: What kind of extras?

Slut Puppy: hmm let me see...i could be naked doing the massage, wearing only my nipple clamps and a collar of your choice... for a start..

Jay Mac: you're on the right track, but I know that you've got a dirty gurl's mind, so what sweetens that deal?

Slut Puppy: the idea of being your lil naked slave makes me so wet...

Jay Mac: Nothing more depraved than nipple clamps and a collar???

Slut Puppy: of course Sir!!!  do you think if i had you flat out and naked that would be it?  i would start by rubbing some sandalwood oil across your shoulders, running my hands down your back...i would crawl up onto the bed and straddle your naked ass...just so i could feel you on my wet pussy as i rubbed your gorgeous tattooed back... running my hands all the way down your back and the oil on my thighs i would slide down your body between your legs... running my hands over your ass rubbing and then grabbing you i would slide my hands underneath your hips... Pulling you up closer to me, i would start by gently kissing your ass then slightly biting your cheeks meanwhile my oily hands found their way to your nice hard cock... i would run my hands up and down your cock while my lips moved down your ass... i would then grab your thighs, and pull them apart and let my naughty tongue find your sensitive little hole and tease you with my tongue.  How's that for a start Sir?

Jay Mac: That would all be very nice, but I suspect you're doing a Shahrazad, Arabian nights thing to avoid your well deserved ass whipping...

Slut Puppy: *laughs, throws hands up* you've caught me!  But there’s more...thinking of lying on top of you naked and oily with my hands around your hard cock, and my tongue licking your ass...

Jay Mac: And where will that hard cock end up?

Slut Puppy: When i flip you over and straddle your legs with my back to you, i would slowly lower my ass on to your cock, so you could watch me fuck you on top xx

Jay Mac: Will there be video?

Slut Puppy: yes i always video my massages!!! *laughs* of course if Sir wants that... she pushes her hips down hard one last time to feel Him shudder beneath her, she feels the warm flow of His cum fill her ass, she lifts herself up and walks to where her camera is taking in everything, she adjusts the angle so Sir can see every detail, on her hands and knees she takes His cock into her wet mouth and looking directly into the lens, she takes Him in as far as she can and licks His cock clean just the way he likes, she adjusts her position so the camera can take in the full view of her red ass in the air as she sucks His cock, a faint line of cum glistens as it slowly flows from her ass down her thighs...

Slut Puppy: at least some points for effort? xx

Jay Mac: As I remember there was something more than cum up your ass... and you got extra points when you pushed your tongue up my ass.

Jay Mac: Still waiting... slaps belt on his thigh.

Jay Mac: still waiting????

Slut Puppy: ...she continued to lick and suck His cock, and could feel him growing in her mouth, she took Him in as deep as she could and ran her tongue along His semi hard cock, grabbing His ass and pulling Him in deeper, so turned on at the sensation of the mix of His cum and pee running down her trembling thighs, she never experienced this before, and how dirty it made her feel...she didn’t want to stop sucking Him, hoping He would cum again this time deep inside her mouth...just then she remembered the camera, she could feel her cheeks getting hot as she blushed when she realized that Sir would see His lil mixture running from His girl’s ass later,

Jay Mac: So, he handed her a string of pink beads and without a word, she...

Slut Puppy: ...pushed them into her cum lubed ass, as far as she could take them...one at a time until she couldn’t take any more, her pussy was getting wet...although she was still aware of the intrusive eye of the camera on her red wet ass, she knew it would be Sir’s eyes later and she would be rewarded for her obedience, she kissed His cock bringing her lips to the tip then sliding them down the side, kissing His legs and upwards she found her way to His ass, pushing her head down and her ass up, she knew that the camera caught the beads hanging down from her ass, still Sir's juices flowed steadily down her legs...onto her bed...she ran her tongue around His ass pushing her lips tightly to Him before slipping her tongue inside Him, while wrapping her still oily hands around His rock hard cock

Jay Mac: “Excellent puppy,” he said, and then he took the camera from the tripod, wrapped her leash around his hand and took her into the bathroom, where he placed a plastic ice bucket on the tile floor and said, "squat,"

Jay Mac: Waiting with his belt

Jay Mac: hmmmm....

Slut Puppy: *deep breath* she followed Sir into the bathroom she loved when He used her favourite leash... it made her feel like "His".  He placed a clear plastic ice bucket on the tiled floor, He looked her in the eye and with that a one word she knew what to do, she hesitated slightly, and caught sight of the wrapped belt in His left hand, and with a deep breath she positioned her legs either side of the bucket, she could feel His juices slowly escaping drip by drip from her ass, she bowed her head...she could feel His eyes and the eye of her camera on her...and sensed His impatience... her face went red as she knew what to do next, and with a push the beads and liquid quickly escaped her tight ass, and splashed into the bucket, she felt tears of shame and most strangely of relief flow from her eyes...another limit broken..

Jay Mac: Excellent... whispers, so proud of my depraved dirty gurrll!

Slut Puppy: it still makes my tummy flip a lil when you ask something that requires an obvious answer from me, i know what i should say but it takes me a lil while to get my head round it!

Jay Mac: Laughs... that's my secret formula... no slut can ever blame me for providing her with what she's asked for... begged for...

Slut Puppy: good strategy!!!  May i share a secret with you?  something i've kinda mislead you about....

Jay Mac: Of course....

Slut Puppy: I don't know if i have ever told you i have or just hinted around... but i haven’t actually had anal sex yet, i've played with lots of toys and love it, but at the end i didn’t trust the Dom i was seeing enough with my body to be so intimate... that’s a lil strange for you right?

Jay Mac: Not to worry, after 8 beads up your ass, you'll be able to thoroughly enjoy my dick up your pretty bum.

Slut Puppy: *laughs* oh trust me I'm sure I will Sir xx.  Looking forward to it actually... x

…and on into the realm of fantasy :

The memory of those bits of nasty chat made Jay Mac smile… he clearly remembered how when she confronted her limits, Slut Puppy shifted into the third person.  Saturday, December 5th 2009 found him driving from Los Angeles across the mountains and desert to Sin City.  It had been over 20 years since he’d last made this journey to some lame convention trying to hustle up some business to pay the bills.  At that time there was so much dust in the air from construction that he had to leave after only eight hours to escape from whatever was attacking his eyes and nose.

Hoping that this trip would be free from malevolent airborne allergens, he smiled in anticipation of watching her run up to him to deliver that big kiss full on the lips.  This would be real time without the encumbrance of chat delays or missed connections, and he was eager to see how Slut Puppy’s months of online training would manifest in real time.  With Barstow in his rear view mirror, there was nothing but two hours of the rolling ribbon of Interstate 15 between the here and now and the soft texture of her pale skin.  He wondered how far she’d push her limits without the refuge of the literary third person.

Slut Puppy was giggling with her girlfriends in the lobby of their hotel.  After three flights, more than twenty hours and over five thousand miles from Dublin to Heathrow to Los Angeles to Las Vegas, the short trip from McCarran Airport was such a relief.  On and off, she’d slept a bit more than six hours over the Atlantic and like an obedient Puppy she’d completed her assignment on the short Southwest flight from LAX to Vegas.  In the noisy restroom of the 737 she’d peeled off her sexy silk knickers, and used them to rub her clit until she pissed herself and came at the same time.  After she caught her breath, she pushed those nasty wet pants up her tight asshole and pushed her favorite blue plug between her cheeks.  Then she’d dutifully licked her pissy fingers, washed her hands, and returned to her seat.  Now, as her girls teased her about how jealous they were that she was meeting her mysterious American, she giggled and reveled in the secret sensation of the panties and plug in her ass.  How little did they know!

The Slut had just finished setting up her video camera and she was still unpacking her massage kit when Jay Mac rang up from the lobby.  They joked and teased one another, until he delivered a comic ultimatum, “You either get your pretty buns down here or I’ll tell the desk clerk that you passed out and we need to go up to your room to see if you’re still breathing.”

She giggled, “Don’t be mean!  I’d be naked with my wet pants and blue plug up my bum… all right, I’m on my way!”

“I’ll be waiting by the entrance to the bar,” he said, and that’s exactly where she kissed him.  No hello’s, just the slightly disturbing sight of a beautiful Irish girl in a light summer dress passionately kissing a man who was old enough to be her father.  There were giggles and teasing in the elevator and she taped a note for the girls to the “Do Not Disturb” sign that she hung on the doorknob.  “Now,” she said, “let’s get you naked!  I can’t wait to get my hands on you!”

That got her a quick light smack on her bum. “Who’s the Dominant here,” he laughed as he gave her another sweet kiss to her neck.  Puppy moaned, “You are Sir, but how can I lick your balls and asshole if you still dressed?”

Jay Mac smiled, nipped her earlobe with his teeth, and whispered, “Dirty Guurrrlll.”

“Yessss, Sirrr,” she replied, “i’m Your filthy nasty dirty Slut Puppy with her wet knickers and blue butt plug up her ass and i desperately want to suck Your cock.  i want to do everything we wrote about in our chat, everything you made me do to myself, everything.”

He acquiesced and with another light smack to her bum stepped out of his sandals and allowed her to remove his clothing.  She wore a hungry grin as she unbuttoned his red shirt, went down on her knees, unbuckled his brown leather belt, and slowly pulled it through the loops of his jeans.  After he stepped out of his jeans, she folded the belt, sweetly kissed it, bowed her head and offered it to up him with both hands, “Please use this to whip my slut butt while i suck your cock.”

He laughed and asked, “What makes you think I’d give you permission to suck my cock?”

His pretty Slut pouted, tilted her head, and begged, “Please Sir, I’ve been dreaming about the feel of your dick in my mouth for weeks on end.  Please Sir may I suck your cock?”

“Yes you may,” he chuckled, “but if we do this by the book, you won’t be doing that until after I cum up your ass.  You did say you wanted to do everything we wrote about in our chats.”

Puppy blushed and drew a deep breath.  “Yes Sir,” she replied, “Shall I strip and put on my collar and clamps?”

“You stay right where you are,” he said, “I have a surprise for you.”

Jay Mac tossed his shirt and jeans on the bed and opened the blue overnight bag he’d brought with him from the lobby.  He returned with a box, gift wrapped in pink paper, tied with a pink satin ribbon.  Puppy was ecstatic and as she took it from his hand she said, “Thank you, Sir, thank you so much.”

Inside she found a black leather collar with chrome plated studs, a long chrome chain link leash, a pair of nipple clamps, an assortment of fishing weights and steel lock washers with wicked looking tiny teeth on the inside diameter.  Jay took his time removing her dress and bra, and when he told her to pull her hair away and fastened her new collar to her long sensitive neck, her nipples got hard while her pussy went totally wet.  Two of the lock washers slipped over her swollen nipples, and the new clamps secured them into position.  He selected four weights and hooked them onto the washers, which loaded the tiny steel teeth into that tender flesh.  The sensation was an exquisite mix of pain and pleasure that caused her nipples to swell even more.  Wrapping the leash chain around and over her tits, he drew it taut so that her boobs were pink swollen distortions and then he looped it under her arms, around her back, and over her shoulders.  With some final adjustments, he clipped it to her new collar so that every movement of her neck and shoulders now varied the pressure on her swollen breasts and nipples.  Taking her hands in his, he helped her to her feet, then picked up his video camera and said, “Let’s see what our Slut Puppy looks like in her new leash and collar and let’s lose that g-string so we see that pretty pink clit.”

Puppy blushed and as she gingerly peeled her panties from her hips, over her thighs and knees and allowed them to drop to her ankles, she turned and arched her back to present her sexiest posture to Sir’s camera.  “What a tease,” he said, and that inspired her to pout and put her index finger to her lips as she stepped out of the skimpy silk g-string.  “Please Sir,” she said, “My poor slut pussy is very wet.  May I give you your massage, so you can whip and fuck my pretty bum and make me beg for permission to clean your hard cock?”

“Push those pants up your wet hole, so you’ll have a proper gag when I give you permission to come,” he ordered, “And let’s have your hair up so we’ll always see your pretty face on camera.”

While she obeyed, he pressed the record button on her camera and lay down upon the bed.  Puppy selected her oils, began his massage at his neck and shoulders, and found herself conflicted – the trained masseuse in her wanted to spend the time to properly relieve the tension in his muscles, but Slut Puppy was dying to suck his cock.   In very short order the Slut won out and her slick fingers slipped under his belly to wrap around his cock.  He shifted his hips and she pressed her lips softly to his smooth ass.  Slipping off the bed, she glanced at the camera, smiled sweetly, and gently lifted his hips so that she could use both hands to play with his balls.

Jay pushed up to his knees and twisted his torso, so that he could frame her face next to his ass.  “Having fun, slut,” he asked.  Puppy comically pouted and whined, “Yes Sir, I do love the feel of your cock and balls in my hands, but I’d love to feel them in my mouth!”

“And just how does this brat earn the privilege of sucking my cock,” he asked.  She looked straight into his camera, stuck out her tongue, blew him a sloppy brat raspberry, and then pushed her lips between his ass cheeks.  In less than two minutes the feel of Puppy’s hands wrapped around his cock and balls combined with her tongue in his ass nearly pushed Jay over edge, and he laughingly struggled to escape her grip.  Finally free from the insatiable slut, he shuddered and managed to catch his breath,  “Damnit girl, you nearly made me cum!”

The Slut laughed and grabbed at his hard cock and he laughed back as he slapped her hands away.  “Where are those pissy knickers,” he asked.  She giggled looked into his camera and replied, “They’re deep up my nasty bum hole with my blue plug.”

“Love it when a brat slut talks dirty to me,” he chuckled, “Now when was the last time you peed?”

“On the plane, all over my knickers and it felt so nasty I had to cum… when I pushed them up my ass and put in my plug, I had to giggle, never thought I’d ever be such a dirty girl!” she said, “But it’s been hours and I really need to pee right now.”

“Excellent…” mimicking Mr. Burns, “Let’s take this show into the bathroom.”

The logistics of moving her camera, tripod, and toys into the bathroom produced much laughter and teasing banter and when Jay pulled a large translucent polyethylene plastic funnel with a corrugated flexible spout out of his black bag, Slut Puppy disintegrated into a flushed giggling chatter of feigned protest.  He rewarded her with a quick swat to her bum as she scampered into the bathroom.  She put her hands on her knees, wiggled her ass and said, “Thank you Sir, may I have another.”

“Oh I’ll give you another, another hundred and that’s just to start,” he laughed, “Now grab the rim of that toilet bowl, spread out those legs and let’s begin with your wet pussy.  Count and beg for all the twisted shit you want me to do with you.”

“Mmmm, yes Sir,” she purred as she assumed the position, “Whip my dripping cunt and make me beg for your permission to cum and pee.”

When the first stroke brushed her swollen clit, the feel of Jay’s new toy pleasantly surprised her.  It was a short handmade lanyard braided from thin stands of rawhide with eight knotted strands that bounced off her pussy with a delightful light sting.  “One Sir,” she whispered, “Please may I have another.”

“Harder,” he asked.  She wiggled her ass and hissed, “Yes Sir, please, Sir.”

And so they began with increments of torment that by fifty had her begging for mercy and permission to cum, but since she never uttered her safe word, he continued, pausing only to run his fingertips between her wet labia or pinch her clamped nipples to increase her need and deny her permission.  At sixty-five her thighs trembled and she involuntarily shifted a squat position to protect her red clit and labia and beg for permission only to hear him laugh and deny her again.  At his direction, over their months of online play, she’d whipped her pussy dozens of times and she imagined that his presence would enhance her pain and pleasure, but the reality was much more than anything she’d dreamed.  Slowly she returned to position, shuddered, looked over her shoulder into his camera, and begged, “I’m sorry Sir, please whip my sloppy slut cunt and fuck my ass.”

Jay laughed and reached out to tap the base of her blue butt plug with his fingertips.  “So you want my dick in your pretty ass.  Show me how much you want it.  Fuck yourself with your plug while I finish whipping that sloppy cunt.  Count and beg.”

Without hesitation she complied and the result was much more depraved than anything she ever felt online.  Ten strokes in and she was out of control, gyrating her hips, sobbing and begging for more.  Another ten strokes and she was up on the balls of her bare feet, legs trembling, incoherently begging for release, which he emphatically denied as he pushed his fingers into her pussy and pulled out her silk g-string.  Her entire body shook as she fought to contain her need to cum and piss, and when he pressed that wet silk to her lips she opened her mouth and sucked her nasty panties from his fingers.  The last fifteen came in an excruciating flurry of increased power and tempo that ended when he pulled her blue plug out of her ass.

Pressing his index finger into her gaping hole, he hooked her pissy panties from the Southwest flight and slowly pulled them out of her pretty bum.  The feeling was soooo nasty that she fell to her knees and squealed a muffled plea for permission to cum, which of course he denied.  It was time to enjoy lil’ Slut Puppy’s not quite but still technically virgin ass.  Pressing the tip of his hard dick between her ass cheeks, he leaned over her back and kissed her neck.  “Take that silly g-string out of your mouth and tell me what you want,” he whispered.  “Oh my god Sir,” she begged, “I want your cock in my nasty ass… please Sir may I cum while you fuck my filthy shit hole?”

Dangling the panties he’d just pulled out of her ass in front of her tear stained face, he chuckled and said, “But if I let you cum without a proper gag, you’ll make so much noise that we’ll end up with the manager knocking at the door.”

Puppy giggled and pouted, “You’re sooo mean!  You keep me on the edge for so long that when you finally give me permission, I cum so hard, I can’t help myself.”

That comment earned her a sweet smack on her bum that made her purr and open her mouth.  After weeks of pushing her limits, the bitter sweet taste of her piss and ass slime was so very familiar that it sent a spasm of tingling delight through her slut cunt.  She knew what was about to happen.  She’d imagined it a hundred times, and dreamed out it and now on her knees with her fingers tightly gripping the rim of the toilet bowl and her pissy shit rag in her mouth, she arched her back and pushed her ass back onto Jay’s dick like a bitch in heat!  With only one false start, the head slipped easily into her hole and after a long slow rotation of her hips, she had the entire length of his cock up her butt.

Jay had selected her favorite wicked thin paddle to spank her pretty bum while he fucked her.  Without mercy, he teased her and pumped her while relentlessly turning her ass from pink to that swollen crimson red color that invariably resulted from their online play.  He’d pulled his cock out of her greedy hole and further tormented her by running the head up and down between her wet swollen labia, while she trembled and begged for permission.  He smacked her butt with the paddle, laughed and said, “You can cum when you feel me dump my load up your asshole, but don’t piss yourself or you’ll be licking up your mess.”

Seconds later he shoved his dick all the way up her ass and when she felt the pulse of his cum run through her shit ring, Puppy clenched her butt cheeks and desperately tried to cum without peeing.  For the most part she was successful, but a quick squirt of pee or cum splashed onto the beige tile between her wide-open legs.  With her screams muffled by her pissy, ass slimed gag, she slowly lost her grip on the rim of the bowl and collapsed into a breathless sobbing shuddering heap, shoulders down, and ass up on the cool floor.  Gripping her hips he pumped her ass and emptied his load with one final spasm, which to her surprise gave her another tiny trembling orgasm.

When Jay caught his breath he leaned over her hips, pinched her nipple, pulled her panties out of her mouth, and brought his camera close to her face.  “And what was that something more than cum up your ass,” he asked.  Puppy blushed, giggled, and smiled as she answered, “That would have been Sir’s hot piss.”

“And what would you like now,” he teased.  Puppy dipped her gag into the pool of cum and pee on the floor, brought it to her lips, kissed and licked the filthy silk, blew him a kiss and a raspberry and replied, “You’re a filthy old pervert and you’ve turned this sweet Catholic school girl into a piss licking slut, so do your worst…”

He pinched her clit and twisted the swollen flesh until she squealed, “ And what exactly would be the worst that this filthy old pervert could do to his sweet nasty gurrrlll?”

“Oooooo, Sir, please piss up my slut shit hole, spank my clit and make me beg to cum again,” she begged.  “Good gurrll,” he whispered and as she felt his fingers slap her clit, the warm flow filled her ass, and it was unlike anything she’d ever dreamed.  “Feel free to cum whenever you like,” he said, “But save your pee for the ice bucket.”

In the view screen of Jay’s camera she smiled, licked her piss rag, and whispered, “Oh my gawdddd, thank you so much Sir.”

And in Part 2 Puppy lives out some of her even more twisted fantasies – what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas...

Puppy’s Las Vegas Fantasy

– yet another part of the ongoing training of a real life member of BDSM Library

Part 2

This fantasy began with several short chat exchanges two weeks ago, we’re co writing it as we go:

Jay Mac: Am I correct in assuming that you're here to play?

Slut Puppy: *twiddles her fingers... well only if you want Sir*

Slut Puppy: jumps on Sir, yes please, please, please.....

Jay Mac: Laughs...and smacks her bum again.... do have to go in to work on Saturday?

Slut Puppy: wiggles her bum...nope!

Jay Mac: Smacks it again and asks, What terribly nasty thing would you care to explore tonight?

Slut Puppy: just plain vanilla nothing too exciting at all...giggles...don't think you would let me off that easily!!!!!  not quite the same thing, but i am enjoying some frozen grapes...

Jay Mac: Are they coming out of your ass?

Slut Puppy: *gasps Siirrrrr*

Jay Mac: Still typing?

Slut Puppy: no they're in a pretty lil bowl and if you would care to join me, you won't ask such dirty questions... *throws a frozen grape at Sir* hehehehe

Jay Mac: Catches it and pushes it into her wet pussy... why don't you start with that?

Slut Puppy: hhhaaaaahhh thats sooooo cold!!!!!!!!

Jay Mac: So where is that grape?

Slut Puppy: it's exactly were Sir put it...may not stay there for very long though... shivers...

Jay Mac: Then dig it out and eat it...

Slut Puppy: *smiles sexily at Sir, leans over and kisses his lips pushing her grape into his mouth...asking how do I taste?*

Jay Mac: Luv your twisted mind dirty gurrlll!  Tastes like a wet slut's sweet pussy... Care for a change of pace tonight?

Slut Puppy: lets go x

…“Oooooo, Sir, please piss up my slut shit hole, spank my clit and make me beg to cum again,” she begged.  “Good gurrll,” he whispered and as she felt his fingers slap her clit, the warm flow filled her ass, and it was unlike anything she’d ever dreamed.  “Feel free to cum whenever you like,” he said, “But save your pee for the ice bucket.”

In the view screen of Jay’s camera she smiled, licked her piss rag, and whispered, “Oh my gawdddd, thank you so much Sir.”

With her pissy ass slimed pants back in her mouth and three, then four fingers in her sloppy cunt, Puppy screamed into her third orgasm in less than ten minutes.  While Jay’s warm piss and cum percolating in her ass, she worried that she might lose it when she squatted over the plastic ice bucket.  Unfortunately it was one of those insulated things and there would be no way to record the full effect of her pee splash on video, and that was both a disappointment and a relief.  Fortunately Jay had anticipated that eventuality and from his overnight bag he produced a clear acrylic salad bowl, which instilled her with a sense of slightly embarrassed delight.  Lifting the lid from the ice bucket he found it nearly filled with slightly melted bar ice in the ¾ inch round barrel shaped size perfect for insertion into a dirty gurrll’s bum hole.  He smiled, pulled a tube of mentholated sports ointment from his bag, and said, “Before you squat and pee, let’s mix things up with some fire and ice.”

A large dab of white ointment on two fingers produced a wild squeal and shudder from the slut.  Jay followed up with a dozen or so pieces of ice and when he positioned her over the bowl, he pushed his cock in her mouth and reached over her back to whip her lovely bum with his belt.  She gagged, she pissed and simultaneous emptied her bowels and nearly came again.  Squatting on the balls of her feet with her face buried in his crotch, Puppy couldn’t see how he twisted and moved his camera from between her legs around her red swollen ass to capture the depraved splendor of her warm pee, and the nasty squirts of cold piss water, ice and cum from her ass.

Twisting her head, Puppy felt his cock pulse over her lips and tongue and when he grabbed a handful of her blonde hair and suddenly pulled out of her mouth, she was slightly startled.  “Oh no, no you don’t,” he laughed.  She opened her eyes as he released his grip on her hair and giggled when she saw him gripping the base of his throbbing hard on with his left hand.  “Not yet,” he hissed,  “That’s twice you nearly made me cum!”

Lowering the lid on the toilet, he put his camera in front of her pretty face, pressed play, and listened to her giggling protests as he cuffed her wrists around the porcelain bowl.  “So what do you think of your first piss slut video,” he asked.  Pouting with her little girl lilt she protested, “You nasty old man who gets off torturing innocent puppies!”

Pushing three fingers into her wet pussy and slapping her swollen red ass, he laughed, “You may claim you’re innocent but this dripping cunt betrays you.”

“It’s not my fault!  You corrupted me!  You turned me into your slut,” she moaned as she arched her back and wriggled her hips back into his hand.  Slapping her tender butt again, he reached over her shoulders, pressed replay, “You haven’t answered my question.”

“Mmmmm, makes me wet, makes me want more,” she whimpered.  That earned her another smack to her bum and Jay’s laughter.  He grabbed her black leather blindfold and quickly covered her eyes.  “Then more is just what you’re going to get,” he said as he picked up the camera and cued up free memory, “…and with your blindfold, you have no excuse for any protests.  You’re cuffed, and bound and free to be the dirty gurl, nasty slut you really are, so we’ll have no more whining bratty bullshit.”

Puppy smiled, wiggled her hips, laughed, and blew him a great long raspberry, which Jay interrupted by pushing the flexible spout of the poly funnel into her ass.  The sports ointment produced an immediate effect in the form of a high-pitched squeal and every ringed ridge of the corrugated spout elicited a fresh squeal and giggle.  Jay laughed, then pushed her nasty knickers back into her mouth, and returned to the task of insert the spout between her swollen red butt cheeks.  After he pushed another six inches of the spout up her ass, he picked up the piss bowl, straddled her hips, clamped the funnel between his knees, and focused his camera on the chilled mix of piss water flowing into the funnel.  Slowly, while she moaned and rolled her hips, he emptied the contents of the bowl and filled her pretty bum hole.  When the last of the pale yellow liquid percolated past the melting ice and down the spout, he set the bowl down on the tile floor and slowly with perverse glee pulled the spout from her bottom and replaced it with her string of pink beads.

Over their months of online play, Puppy’s pink beads became one of the measures of her training: In late August she could only manage to push six up her asshole.  By mid September she managed nine, and last week during their evening play on All Hallows she filled her ass with piss water and ice cubes and pushed a total of thirteen beads up her nasty hole.  This afternoon Jay cheerfully reminded her that she said she wanted more, removed her gag, and made her beg for each and every one.  Giggles, squeals, and moans interlaced with her obscene pleas, and Jay faithfully recorded all of it right up to the insertion of the tenth bead when she begged him to stop.  Giving the bead string a gentle tug, he chuckled and ordered her up to her feet.  With his help, Puppy managed to assume an obscene position: arms fully extended, wrists cuffed around the toilet, head over the open bowl, back arched, hips pushed out, legs wide open, with pretty pink beads dangling from her ass over her pussy.

It was this perfect picture of her Sub Slut posture that made Jay smile as he picked up the twisted wire toy that he’d fashioned from an old clothes hanger.  A bit more than twelve inches in length, with a single ellipse shaped loop on one end and two longer more narrow ellipses at a thirty-degree angle on the other, the single braided wire formed a short crop with a tail and ears. “And now for your introduction to your Wicked Killer Bunny,” he chuckled.  Puppy wiggled her bottom and hissed, “Oh yess Sssirr, please!”

Jay had told her about his hand made toys in their chats and the Wicked Killer Bunny was the one in particular that fascinated her.  She’d even gone so far as to try to fashion one for herself but generally made a hash of it.  One hanger wire was too thick to twist and the other was so thin and light that it barely held its shape.  She’d spent over six weeks anticipating this moment and when he lifted the pink beads away from her wet pussy and gently tapped her clit and labia, she was not disappointed.  Three, four, five, six quick strokes with the single loop tail had the desired effect and she began to feel the exquisite burn.  She giggled and begged, “Mmmmm, that feels sooo good!  More Sir, please whip my slut cunt with your wicked bunny.”

Jay laughed, flipped the toy in his hand, and asked, “So you like the tail, ehh?  Would you care to try out the ears?”

“Yes Sir,” she answered, “Please Sir.”

The twin ellipses landed with more that twice the weight and double the area of impact – four, five, six strokes resulted in an even more intense mix of sweet light pain and pleasure that made Puppy’s bum and thighs tremble.  She loved her new toy and she loved Jay’s expert skill – in a mere dozen light strokes she was on the edge of her fourth orgasm in less than an hour.  “Oh Sir, that makes me sooo wet,” she purred, “Please may I have permission to cum?”

“No way, slut, we’ve just begun to play with your wicked bunny,” he replied.  Placing the bowl between her legs he ordered her to squat and said, “Now we’ll do a hundred, fifty with the tail and fifty with the ears, twenty to each tit, twenty to each cheek and twenty to your wet pussy, that’s ten for each bead and you know the rules: one bead and one bead only, if you screw up and lose two, they all go back in and we start all over.”

She pouted and said, “You’re a mean, mean man!  You know I’m so wet I’ll probably lose count and piss myself!”

“Did I say you couldn’t piss?  No… in fact you can pee anytime you like, but I suggest you wait until I remove your blindfold,” he warned, “Anything that misses the bowl has you on hands and knees cleaning up your mess.”

“Ewwww… you’re not just mean,” she objected, “You’re a filthy old pervert as well!”

Straddling the toilet, Jay wrapped her pissy ass slimed panties around his dick and smeared her lips with the head, “And I’m tired of listening to your whiney brat complaints, so suck my nasty dick!”

Puppy loved to play when he made her beg, but when he ordered her to perform a task her pussy went totally wet.  She took most of his cock into her mouth and as he delivered ten strokes to her purple pink boobs she desperately tried to hold off her orgasm.  Pulling his cock out of her mouth, Jay said, “One bead, one bead only, count, and beg.”

She gasped and pushed the first pink bead out of her ass, “That’s ten Sir and one bead, please fuck my face, whip my ass and make me cum.”

So it went, until after sixty-two strokes from the wicked bunny, she lost control and began to piss.  Because he was whipping her clit with the ears, her pee stream sprayed over the edge of the bowl and she could hear it splash against the toilet and tile floor.  When she shifted her hips, she lost two beads from her ass and knew they’d end up back up that nasty hole and her introduction to her wicked bunny would start from the beginning.  Although she feigned protest, Jay laughed and with adroit interrogation, forced her to confess that not only did she cum when she pissed, but that she’d deliberately pushed two beads out so he’d resume her torment from the starting point.

With a handful of her hair in his left hand he pulled her forward so that her head was between his legs just inches from the water in the toilet bowl.  In addition to the seven beads he pushed two more into her dripping asshole to make an even dozen, and laughed, “Ten for each bead makes one hundred and twenty, that’s two dozen for each tit, each cheek and twenty-four for that wet pussy as well.  Count and beg.”

With her face in the toilet, inches from the surface of the water, her moans and pleas echoed in her ears and in that awkward half squat she had to concentrate on every bead as she pushed them out of her ass.  She felt the chilled piss water running over her swollen pussy and down the insides of her thighs and knew that not all of it was going into the bowl.  A creeping sense of panic ran up her spine as she remembered his chat response to one of her many, many questions:

Slut Puppy: can I ask you somthing kinda personal Sir?

Jay Mac: Of course

Slut Puppy: You don't have to answer... what's the most Dominant thing you've done?  Well you can give me the fluffy version!!!!

Jay Mac: The most dominate thing I ever did, was with a redheaded sub in Texas, after hours in a bar we managed for her brother-in-law, she was up on a pool table, naked squatting on finger tips and the balls of her feet with a long necked beer bottle up her ass, begging for me to whip her ass and tits with my belt... she wanted to find her maximum pain threshold... hundreds of strokes, turned her ass red and purple with blood blisters

Slut Puppy: heee heeeeeeee!!!!  Hmmm mischievous thoughts!!! Somehow i don’t think that an ass whipping was all that happened that night!!!

Jay Mac: You’re right, we ended up in the ladies room, me fucking her ass while I pushed her face in the toilet and after I came up her ass she squatted on the floor sobbing hysterically and begged me to piss on her... after that she crawled around licking everything off the tile begging me to whip her pussy... very extreme and the origin of my penchant for piss play.  That was far and away the most extreme session I ever experienced...

Slut Puppy: *smiles and bites lip* that explains that so much!!! Wow intense stuff....

Jay Mac: You're smiling and nibbling on your lip???  Just how twisted has your Slut Puppy mind gone?  By the way, she was a spoiled rich girl who loved to have her designer panties ripped off and shoved up her pink freckled ass.

Slut Puppy: yes I know!!!!!  You have well and truly corrupted me Sir Jay Mac!!!!!!!!

Jay Mac: I was a hard body then and when every I stopped by to pick her up in my beat up Triumph I always caught her matronly mother checking out the crotch of my faded jeans.

Slut Puppy: ohhhhh that is soooo hot!!!! I think it is sooo hot that her mum checked you out... and btw... i'm not spoiled or rich...but I do love my designer panties!!!  rip them and i may cry!!!!

Jay Mac: Okay, you work for living and you're on a budget, so I'll just shove them up you ass... speaking of designer knickers, where are your wet pants?

Slut Puppy: Trust me there is always money for underwear!!!  I have a fetish i think!!!!  just love them too much!!  I had a brat of a Dom who used to rip them off me!!!!  and I love dressing up for my Man!!!!

Jay Mac: You still haven't told me where you put those wet knickers... waiting??? Belt in hand...

Slut Puppy: was waiting until you took your belt off Sir!!  They are here beside me...

Jay Mac: And where do they belong?

Slut Puppy: *lil snickers* in the laundry?

Jay Mac: Where??

Slut Puppy: *bows head* in my hot lubed ass Sir...

To her relief, he lifted her from the half squat, positioned her over the bowl, and pushed her nasty knickers into her mouth.  With two beads still up her bum she savored each impact of the wicked wire bunny ears on her ass and clit.  After she pushed the eleventh bead from her shit hole, he paused to remove her nipple clamps and release her swollen tits from the tight bondage of her leash chain.  To her delight, he randomly distributed the last ten strokes over her tits, labia, and ass.  As she pushed the last pink bead out of her clenched butt cheeks, her fifth orgasm shuddered through her body and the cold piss water enema mix sprayed out of her gaping shit hole.  She struggled to maintain her position over the bowl, but the power of her release and the sensory overload of her nipples, tits, and swollen clit were so overwhelming that she completely lost track of her position and she pitched forward onto her knees and nearly banged her head on the rim of the toilet bowl.

“Whoa, there kiddo,” Jay said as he caught her neck with the palm of his hand, “We can’t start your vacation with a trip to the ER.”

Puppy wanted to laugh out loud, but she was sobbing in the last throes of her orgasm and expulsion.  She was mortified, ecstatic, and exhausted… as Jay gently lowered her face and tits to the cool wet tile.  Gasping for breath, she realized that despite her faint sense of dread, she was shameless.  The cuffs and blindfold relieved her of any sense of responsibility and as she felt the last dribble of piss water leak from her ass and drip from her red swollen cunt, she completely surrendered to her need to please Sir.  For the next two weeks, she would do whatever He asked, whenever He asked with whomever He chose for her.  He waited for her to catch her breath and then gently removed her cuffs and blindfold.  Hanging onto the rim of the toilet, she slowly opened her eyes and smiled into the lens of his camera.  He dropped a bath towel at her knees and said, “Come on dirty gurl, up on your hands and knees, time to clean up your mess.”

Puppy looked down at the pale yellow pool of pee on the floor around the toilet bowl.  She pushed herself up turned and looked over her shoulder at the mottled pool of enema slime around her piss bowl, then she went down on her hands and knees, and to his complete surprise she lowered her lips to the tile and licked her nasty pee from the off white tile.  Looking up at the camera she giggled and heard herself ask, “Please Sir, could you fuck my tight lil ass while i lick up all this nasty mess?”

Jay laughed, cupped her chin in his hand, and leaned down to kiss her sweet pissy lips, “Of course, it will be my great pleasure.”

Later, lying abed all squeaky clean after their long shower, they laughed and teased one another as they played the video downloads from his laptop on the big flat screen TV in her room.  Puppy blushed, covered her eyes, and begged him to delete the files, but she couldn’t help peeking through her fingers to see her slut persona in complete submission to Sir.  She couldn’t believe what she saw and she couldn’t believe how much she hated and loved this wanton slut as she begged for more.  Jay laughed and said, “Between the wide shots from your camera and this handheld stuff, we’ve got ourselves one very dirty movie!”

“No, no, no,” she wailed.  “Could make for a very profitable website,” he teased.  Puppy blushed and giggled, “Stop it!”

“We could reenact all of our online sessions while you’re here as well as our fantasies,” he said, “Let’s see, what would be a good domain name?”

“Stop it, stop it, stop it,” she squealed as she punched his arm.  “Slut Puppy is probably long taken,” he mused, “How about Slut Puppy’s Wicked Killer Bunny Extreme Fetish Sexual Healing Centre?  I’d bet nobody’s got that name for a website.”

Jay playfully fought off her feeble attacks and with a sharp whack on her bum, ordered her to hush and sit while he did an advanced Google search for exact wording page titles.  Up on her knees with her red bottom resting on her heels and her hands tucked neatly between her thighs, Puppy assumed the position and tried to maintain her indignant pout while she watched the video of her clean up in the bathroom and resisted the temptation to surreptitiously play with her wet pussy.

She closed her eyes, opened her eyes, and closed them again only to peek through her eyelashes at the depravity she’d so recently experienced.  She couldn’t believe that she’d done it and when she heard her voice begging for more in the first person, her mouth dropped open and she blinked at the image on the flat screen.  “Ah ha,” he said, “I was right!  We’ve got the perfect name for our site!  I’m thinking masks and blindfolds to conceal your identity and lots of those nasty jpgs from our early online play to document your progress...”

Between watching herself on her knees with Jay’s cum all over her lips and face begging for him to piss on her and his plans for the website, Puppy broke her pose and put her head in her hands, “OH MY GOODNESS!!!!! Sirrrrrr!!!!  You are tooo bold!”

He laughed and continued, “If we shoot our nasty Doctor play, we could publish the whole thing as an illustrated case study, book the lecture circuit, with you at my side on stage, duplicating poses for the audience.”

Puppy turned and shook her finger at him scolding, “Far too bold!”

“Don’t tell me you wouldn't enjoy the tour,” he said, “Think of the money we could make... LA, New York, London, Berlin, Kat could translate, and they'd go crazy for the ice cubes and frozen grapes in Berlin.  We could put them up on e-bay and make even more money!”

“No, no, no… lalalalalalala, I can’t hear you,” she laughed with her hands over her ears.  “…and San Francisco,” he added, “Mustn't forget the lesbians... you naked, cuffed, collared and leashed, up on a stainless steel table with an enema hose up your pretty pink bum, Kat in a nasty rubber nurse outfit, me in a lab coat with long black rubber gloves…”

Finally Puppy lost it and tried to jump on top of him, but dirty Doctor Jay quickly had her under control with two fingers in her wet pussy, “… and doesn't the thought of all that just make your pretty clit twitch?”

“…for all the wrong reasons,” she pouted.  He laughed and slipped another finger between her ass cheeks, which made her close her eyes and moan, “Imagine yourself, blindfolded, naked, collared and leashed up on that table, while I demonstrate the effectiveness of my treatment by using your pink crop on your clit to the applause of the audience.”

“Sirrr seriously, stop it,” she gasped.  He laughed again, “... now be honest, doesn't that image make your pussy drip?

“Nope,” Puppy hissed in a defiant tone.  “Liar, liar, pants on fire,” He teased. She wriggled her ass into his hand and said, “Don't you dare!!!! i never lie!  So there!”

Jay pulled his fingers from between her thighs and put them to her lips, and as she went into fits of giggles, he asked, “But who is making the protest Sweet innocent Erin or Slut Puppy?”

“All of us!!! …including me in the third person,” she replied in mock defiance, “But this is getting a lil crazy with all these personas!  i'm just going to have to admit that i'm a lil bratty, a lil innocent, and a lil naughty!!!! phew there did it!”

“Well despite the fact that I think the brat and sweet Sandi have ganged up on the slut,” he chuckled, “As a medical professional and a gentleman, if I have offended you in anyway that you secretly don't desire, I must offer you my apologies.

That made her giggle, and blush and she leaned into him for a sweet kiss, whispering. “Slutty... adorable... neurotic... devious... innocent... and extra naughty!  There, how’s that!”

Jay kissed her and asked, “How wet is your pussy?”

“Mmmm with you i’m always wet,” she purred as she pushed her ass back into his hand, “You don't really think you offended me do you?”

“I rest my case,” he said with a laugh.

“But i'm a gemini!!  i'm a split personality by nature,” she protested.  He laughed again pushed another finger up her nasty ass and asked, “So is my adorable, neurotic, devious, innocent slut, with her perpetually dripping pussy considering the possibilities of Slut Puppy’s Wicked Killer Bunny Extreme Fetish Sexual Healing Centre?”

Giggling, moaning and opening her eyes to see his piss splash over her face and hair, she whispered, “Sirrrr, i would never do anything that nasty, but as for the rest of my dirty gurllls the jury’s still out.”

He laughed, slapped her butt, and closed the download file, “Get up slut!  Time to get dressed for dinner.  We’ll be late and your girlfriends will think I’ve kidnapped you.”

Puppy giggled and pouted, “That’s no fair, Sir!  You finger fuck my tight lil ass, make me all wet and just stop right in the middle of everything!”

“Well go get your pissy knickers and those big red beads and push them up your tight lil ass so you can stay all wet while we meet your friends for dinner.”

“Mean old man,” she said with a pout and a wiggle.  “Silly slut,” he countered as he picked up the Wicked Killer Bunny.  Puppy blew a big raspberry, and pushed her red stripe bum out at him, which earned her an excruciating whack that sent her running to the bathroom to retrieve her pissy knickers and red beads.

And in Part 3 Puppy and Jay meet the girls for dinner and go shopping – what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas...

Puppy’s Las Vegas Fantasy

– yet another part of the ongoing training of a real life member of BDSM Library

Part 3

This fantasy began with several short chat exchanges two weeks ago, we’re co writing it as we go:

Jay Mac: Well I'll miss our play, but I'm glad to hear you're doing so well at work...

Slut Puppy: thank you so much xx

Jay Mac: Smacks her bum and kisses her neck

Slut Puppy: Mmmm, wiggles in her chair... thank you Sir... at least your friends may get to see you, i've been keeping you all to myself the last little while...

Jay Mac: BTW are you naked...

Slut Puppy: emmmmmmm... kinda!

Jay Mac: How kinda?

Slut Puppy: white vest top no bra... and cute lil lace shorts? Which reminds me ...i've really got to go put some clothes on my friend is coming to pick me up soon

Jay Mac: Got it backwards, silly slut!  That's 25 more, for a total of 225!  Go get dressed and we'll chat tomorrow...

Slut Puppy: got it backwards?  oh by wearing undies and not bra!  got it!! you can't punish me , poutes um off to dinner !!!!!

Jay Mac: The rule is no knickers unless they’re in your wet pussy or up your pretty ass and rules are rules... laughs!

Slut Puppy: *starts to rethink the sexy masterful thing*  Okay um going before i manage to rack up a whole bunch more!!

Jay Mac: Smacks her bum again and slips a finger under that cute little lace... go get dressed silly slut.  Kisses her

Slut Puppy: stands up pushes Sir onto the chair and straddles him...bites his lip and whispers...can't really go anywhere with your fingers right there now can i?

Jay Mac: Slaps her clit and says, go!  The sooner you're done, the sooner we can play again!

Slut Puppy: *slips her hand down the front of Sir's pants...slides of his lap an kneels between his legs...pushing his thighs apart she gives him a lil sneak preview of what she wants to start with tomorrow... *

Jay Mac: And what might that be?

Slut Puppy: me on my knees looking up at you... with my hands down your pants...  Can you think of a better starting place?

Jay Mac: Not really... you go get dressed, I'll work on Part 2 of the Vegas fantasy and we'll play tomorrow... Oh, I have come upon a technical detail that requires your answer.  Ever the stickler for accuracy (that's part of my writer's fetish) he asks, "How many of those pink beads are strung on your nasty anal jewelry?"

Slut Puppy: Trying to remember, more that a dozen i think... (brb)... Laughs and proudly announces 16!!!  Have a great day *big hugs*

Jay Mac: Remember, if you're feeling lonely tonight, you can always play with your clit and dream of my cock up your ass...

Jay Mac: i'm sure that would cheer me up as well as entertaining the neighbors no end!!!! *laughs*

Jay Mac: You can always put those cute lace knickers in your mouth... Laughs as well

Jay Mac: *laughs out loud!!*  You’re crazy...*pulling on my jeans... and hooking up my bra... *blows kisses over shoulder, running out the door*

Jay Mac: Kisses back ... Tomorrow, I love you brat!

Jay Mac: your a bigger brat than i'll ever be... blows another raspberry!

Jay Mac: Another 25 makes 250!!

Jay Mac: running out the door... lalalala, i can't hear you...

Jay Mac: 250!!!!

Jay Mac: sorry... nope still can't hear you... yep, see you tomorrow hun... *lil snickers*

Jay Mac: Laughs and says, Go!

…“Mean old man,” she purred with a pout and a wiggle…

Dinner with the girls was a boisterous affair rampant with laughter, teasing, and double-entendre that didn’t end until eleven thirty, when the girls hurried off to make a midnight show.  Erin begged off citing jet lag, which proved to be a very real excuse and it was nearly ten thirty in the morning when she rolled over in the king sized bed and rubbed the sleep from her eyes.  Jay sat focused on His laptop out on the balcony at a round table with a pot of coffee and a carafe of orange juice.  An open bottle of champagne rested in a top hat ice bucket on the table next to a basket of croissants and fresh fruit.  With a long stretch and yawn that made Puppy very much aware of her sore bum, red beads and pissy panties, she blew a raspberry and pouted, “”You’re still a mean old man!”

Jay laughed and countered, “Just doing my job, slut!  You want a Mimosa?”

With a giggle and a wiggle she scampered out naked to the balcony, sat down on His knee and took a long sip from that wonderful mix of champagne and OJ.  “What’re you up to nasty man,” she chirped.  “Editing,” He replied, and with a click of the mouse He pulled up the video file to fill the full screen.  Erin blushed and giggled at her image as she squatted, cuffed to the toilet and blindfolded and opened her mouth to receive her pissy knickers gag.

That image brought out a flood of sensory memories, from her trip to the restroom on the Southwest flight, to the nasty feel of her wet pussy and blue plug as she chatted with her cousin and friends on the shuttle ride to their hotel, to the warm flow as His cock filled her ass with cum and pee.  It was unlike anything she’d ever dreamed and she wiggled her bum on His knee while she watched Him position the clear acrylic bowl beneath the long string of pink beads that dangled from her nasty slut bum hole.  When she watched herself push the last pink bead out of her clenched butt cheeks, and spray the enema mix into the bowl and over the tile floor.  She could still feel the power of that release and the sensory overload of her nipples, tits, and swollen clit as she shuddered through her fifth orgasm and pitched forward onto her knees.  She laughed out loud when she heard His voice from off camera, “Whoa, there kiddo,” and as she watched Him catch her neck with the palm of His hand, Erin turned and gave him a sweet kiss to his cheek whispering, “Thank you Sir.”

Jay chuckled, “Just doing my job and we really don’t need a trip to the ER.  The girls will gossip.”

She giggled and playfully punched His shoulder, “Don’t be such a tease.  They’re already gossiping from dinner.” 

On the laptop she hung onto the rim of the toilet, opened her eyes and smiled into the lens of His camera.  He dropped a bath towel at her knees and said, “Come on dirty gurl, up on your hands and knees, time to clean up your mess.”

She looked down at the pale yellow pool of pee on the floor, pushed herself up and looked over her shoulder at the nasty pool around her piss bowl, then she went down on her hands and knees, lowered her lips to the tile and licked the floor.  Looking up at the camera she giggled and begged, “Please Sir, could you fuck my tight lil ass while i lick up all this nasty mess?”

What followed was a montage of extreme ass fucking, piss licking, cock sucking images that had Erin blushing, squealing, and protesting until it finally ended with a close POV of her face splashed with his cum, begging him to piss on her.  “That’s quite enough of that,” she said as she stood up, pushed the lap top aside with her bum, sat in front of Him and reached out for a strawberry, “You Sir are an evil man and you’ve taken advantage of and perverted my sweet giving nature.”

Jay laughed and pinched her tender nipples, “But you’re missing the slow motion shot of my pee splashing over your pretty face, and by the way you loved it,” and then He stole the strawberry from her lips with a kiss.  Erin put her bare feet on His thighs and pouted, “Hey that's mine!”

She put her arms around his neck, squatting His thighs, and took her strawberry back with another kiss.  Cupping her still pink ass cheeks in His hands He reached between her legs and slowly started to pull those nasty pants and red beads from her tender bum hole, “God, are you always so full of shit and bad manners in the morning?”

“Not always,” she said as she slipped her feet to the floor and rocked her hips back into His hand, “Only when some nasty old Git tries to steal my strawberries,” and with that she deliberately poured her Mimosa over His head and tried to escape.  She nearly succeeded but He grabbed an ankle and pulled her back to wrestle her over his knee.  Sputtering orange juice He smacked her butt twelve times hard and roughly pulled her knickers and red beads out of her pink bottom.  “You want strawberries,” He laughed, “I'll give you strawberries,” and He pushed the first one up her ass.  As she felt the texture of the little seeds slipping past her tender asshole, Erin wiggled and moaned, and turned into His obedient little Slut Puppy – at least until He let his guard down and reached for another strawberry.  With a shrill squeal she shifted back into brat mode, wriggled off His lap and ran to the bathroom laughing over her shoulder, "Don't start something you can't finish... Sir!”

She locked the door behind her and fell down laughing.  Little did she know that in America all locks on hotel bathroom doors can be opened through a tiny hole from the outside with a short stick and after a brief moment of bratty triumph, she looked up at the open door to find Him standing over her with a bowlful of strawberries and the icy cold bottle of champagne.  “i hope you brought some cream with those,” she said with a cheeky smile and then she jumped into the shower and tried to close the frosted glass door.  He was way ahead of her on that move, and simply wedged the champagne against the frame, put the berries on the toilet seat and pulled the door open with His left hand.  The giggling brat backed into tile wall beneath the showerhead where she found the polyethylene funnel hanging from its long flex spout.  “Strawberries and cream,” He laughed, “Sorry, but we’ll have to make due with champagne.”

With that said He reached over her shoulder and picked up the funnel.  In very short order she found herself cuffed wrists to ankles in His favorite position, tits down, bum up, and legs wide open.  Floating somewhere between Brat and Puppy modes, she loved the feel of that fat berry up her ass and how it made her pussy drip, but when the hot lube on the spout of the funnel touched her tender hole, she felt compelled to protest, “You’re still a nasty mean old man!”

Jay laughed, leaned over her shoulder and whispered, “Let’s see… with the blindfold we can post this to the website, but without it you’ll have no way to deny that this shit gets you off.  Here’s an idea, let’s do both.”

She felt the spout push into her ass, giggled and wiggled her hips flipping around from Brat to Puppy to Prude to Brat.  “Pervert,” she pouted.  “And don’t you just love it,” He countered, “In and out and in and out and in…”

Shifting into Puppy mode, she giggled at His reference to the Who’s Squeeze Box lyric:

“and... She goes in and out and in and out and in and out and in and out,

She's playing all night and the music's all right,

Mama's got a squeeze box… Daddy never sleeps at night!”

That silly music ran through her mind as He pumped the flex spout deeper in and out her hole and reduced the fat strawberry to a mushy pulp.  This would certainly be a very different experience than when they first attempted to play with berries and cream during their chat and phone sex on the 16th of September.  It was a comedy of errors with her crashing internet connection that concluded with they’re first giggly play over the phone.  They abandoned the berries and cream but Puppy did have two very juicy orgasms in a bit less than an hour, so juicy that she had to change her sheets before she went to bed and reveled in hot wet dreams pinned around the sound of His low sexy voice repeated in and out and in and out.  It would be a few more days before they managed to bring berries and cream back into their online play and her memories of that sensation played into her mind this morning; but real time was so much more.

“Feeling dirty lil gurl,” he asked as he pushed the spout deeper into her ass. “Mmmm,” she moaned, “Yes Sir and for all the wrong reasons.”

The foaming splash of ice-cold champagne in the funnel came as a sensual surprise which made her squeal, giggle and rock her hips.  Jay Mac had improvised Puppy’s online introduction to enemas that ranged from her own piss diluted with warm water, to cold pee and ice cubes to their infamous berries and cream.  Over two months she graduated from 10 or 12 ounces up to a bit more than a full quart.  Her pink beads and various plugs provided adequate but not completed fulfilling substitutes for Jay’s cock and with each depraved session her orgasms grew more and more intense.  At Jay’s suggestion and with His permission Puppy indulged in daily solo morning toy play and was shocked to discover how her recall of His wicked chat combined with her body’s sensory memory to invade that ritual.  Beginning in the middle of September every night brought more and more wanton dreams and each morning revealed even more degenerate fantasies, which produced orgasms that reduced her to tears.

With the second splash of champagne into the funnel, she flashed back to their chat when she first confessed these depraved fantasies.  Rolling her hips back into his hand as he pumped the flex spout in her ass, she felt that same little twist of embarrassment and humiliation:

Slut Puppy: A bit of confession Sir... This afternoon i had a lil shock in the bath...

Jay Mac: Did your batteries short out?  Long pause... A very long pause... and she goes idle?

Slut Puppy: Damn, damn, damn!  So sorry Sir was on the phone with my sister.  She’s going crazy because her stupid boyfriend just dumped her!  Soooo sorry but have to beg off our play and chat tonight... looks up at Sir with pleading Puppy eyes...

Jay Mac: And that was your lil shock?

Slut Puppy: Laughs out loud... No,no,no Sir I just got her call... mine is a much a bigger shock than silly sad sisters or batteries... anyway told ya, i hate the vibrations... just love feeling... well something inside me *blushes*

Jay Mac: What happened???

Slut Puppy: well i was playing with my clit and fantasizing You there with me... the usual fucking me, kissing me and playing with me.  my mind basically took off running at that point and i was imagining you doing all sorts of really kinky things to me...

Jay Mac: And?

Slut Puppy: ...and to my complete shock and horror, i imagined You lifting me from the bath, laying me onto the towel on the floor, straddling my chest, pinning my arms down with Your knees, pushing your cock into my mouth... cumming and then i begged You to pee in my mouth... that's not very far from what we've been doing right?  The strange shocking thing is, is that i was so turned on i came just thinking about it and really wanted to experience it badly in that moment!!!!  That shocked the hell out of me... i wanted you kneeling above me, talking nasty and wanted to taste You... and it was the most intense orgasm i've had in so long...

Jay Mac: Sweet piss slut you are cummmming right along with those limits... soon you'll be in the shower rolled back on your shoulders and neck, with your legs spread wide pumping your berries and cream until you cum and piss all over yourself... laughs maniacally!!!

Slut Puppy: Stop it!! i'm really shocked... never thought that was my thing... i guess it's just You.  i'm so attracted to Your deep open minded free spirited sexuality...It's sexy as hell and You are so ok with it...it is such a turn on

Jay Mac: No one ever knows what their thing is until they've actually tried it in real life... laughs again and asks, and how wet is your pussy, now?

Slut Puppy: sooo wet... it's not fair!!! but baby...have to rush of to my poor broken hearted sis!!  Just needed to tell You that... strange huh?  not sure what happened... haven’t really had time to think...all i know is that i came that hard You actually made me cry...

Jay Mac: We'll have to see if we can repeat that in Vegas... the image of you sobbing through an orgasm is so delicious...

Slut Puppy: *giggles* trust me it was soooo delicious...and i'm sure you will do just that xx

Jay Mac: Would you like an assignment?  Laughs and smiles...

Slut Puppy: don't You dare!!!!!

Jay Mac: Well would you??  Your choice...

Slut Puppy: You are going to make me do something rude when i'm with my sis!!  i just know it!

Jay Mac: She'll have no idea what's going on...

Slut Puppy: hahaha *laughs out loud* Damn my curiosity!!!! lay it on me!!!!!

Jay Mac: Wear your blue plug... silly slut!  You'll be constantly reminded of your dirty gurl fantasies and what we'll be doing tomorrow... laughs... A veeeerrrry long pause... laughs again!!

Slut Puppy: hmmm maybe for a lil while!!!  You are being cruel... i'll be so turned on and not able to do much about it!!!  Anyhow sweetie, got to go... sorry can't play (extremely) but I will chat to you tomorrow... night night baby x

Jay Mac: That is the point of the constant reminder... wait until I start calling your cell phone when you're wearing it in your knickers... laughs again!!

Slut Puppy: Sirrrr!!!

Jay Mac: Go and console your sis! And think more dirty thoughts!!

Slut Puppy: Haven’t done much else since i met You...You MEAN man big hugs and kisses - nite babe

Another splash of champagne poured into the funnel and as Jay continued to pump the flex spout, the chilled fizz tickled her rectum and she squealed with delight.  He laughed and filled the funnel with the last of bottle, “So what are you this morning - a Slut Puppy or a Dirty Gurl Piglet?”

Squealing and giggling she grinned, “I’m not sure right now Sir, which would You prefer?”

Setting the empty bottle down he picked up a strawberry and offered it to her, “We have a couple of hours until we meet the girls for lunch, so why not do both?”

With a snuffle and a snort she took a bite out of the berry, and considering the persona of a Dirty Gurl Piglet – squeals, snuffles, snorts, and a bit of the giggling brat – she fell in love with the idea, wriggled her butt, giggled and smacked her lips, “What do Dirty Gurl Piglets have for breakfast?”

“Slushy berry slops,” replied Jay as he pulled the spout out and pushed the rest of the strawberry into her nasty hole.  “Mmmmm and what is the recipe for slushy berry slops,” she asked, to which he answered, “Eight to ten berries, a bit of chilled bubbly, briskly stirred in a Piglet’s pretty pink bum hole with a hard dick and a squirt of cum and the option of some warm Dirty Gurl piss.”

Looking up into the lens of His camera, Piglet giggled, snorted, and said, “You’re a mean man!  You know I have to pee so that’s hardly an option.”

They both laughed and as he slipped her blindfold over her pretty green eyes, he kissed her neck and whispered, “This is definitely going up on the website!”

A tingle ran down her spine, over her ass and wet pussy to her clit.  What began as a teasing joke two months ago was now evolving into a very real contemplation of her last limits.  Her verbalized consent was prerequisite before he would ever put anything up on the internet, but with the chat and stories, he’d posted to the BDSM Library the thought of seeing their play on video on a website was a nasty imagined thrill that made her pussy drip!  When he rubbed another fat strawberry over her labia, her arousal was self-evident and when he pushed that fat berry into her ass she squealed and hissed, “Yesss, Ssssirrr.”

With a slow twist and a gentle push he tickled her tight asshole and chuckled, “Yes Sir, what?”

“Yessss Sir,” she repeated, “This Dirty Gurl Piglet would love to see her nasty movies up on the Wicked Killer Bunny website.”

Taken completely aback, Jay laughed out loud, coughed, and in a hoarse voice sang out, “Hallelujahhh!  Hallelujah, praise the gods, Hallelujah!  This slut has completely blown away her every inhibition and gone no limits!”

Kisses, giggles, and laughter followed and after he set up her camera on the tripod to make sure that he had plenty of video for full coverage, he pushed six more fat berries and his cock up her pretty butt.  Her bum was quickly spanked to a bright pink and their celebratory ass fucking was completely documented right through to her squealing orgasm, and floods of cum and piss.  Releasing her cuffed wrists from her ankles and lifting her hips from his dick, Jay gently guided her onto her hands and knees and placed the clear acrylic bowl beneath her dripping cunt.  An inch of yellow piss sloshed around the bottom and with his left hand under her chin, Jay lifted her up so that she rocked back with her freshly spanked bottom on her heels.  Framing her face as she opened her mouth and sucked his cock, he leaned over her head and shoulders and focused the camera on her hips, “Come on Little Piglet,” he said, “Spank that wet pussy and cum again.  Let’s see that slushy berry ass slop.”

With his dick filling her mouth and throat, she gagged, spanked her tender clit and labia, and in less than a minute brought herself to the edge of another orgasm.  A short squirt of pink slush splashed into the bowl, and Jay shifted position, pulling his cock away from her lips, “Beg for it Dirty Gurl.”

Gasping for breath she shuddered and complied, “Please sir, please may this Dirty Gurl Pig have your permission to cum and dump her nasty berry ass slop into her piss bowl.”

“Go for it Gurl!  Get down and dirty,” he laughed and in little more than ten seconds her ass and thighs trembled around the fingers she buried in her wet cunt and an intermittent spray of pink slush poured into the piss bowl along with bits and pieces of smashed strawberries.  He captured every second with his camera and when she finally shuddered into the last spasm of her orgasm, he said, “Spread those pretty pink cheeks and show me the last bit.”

“Yesss Sir,” she sobbed as she reached back with both hands and exposed her dripping pink hole.  One last squirt and dribble of pink enema splashed and dripped into the bowl and the Dirty Gurl Piglet begged for mercy, “Please Sir, no more… please don’t make me…”

Jay toyed with the idea of demanding that she complete that sentence, but he was so surprised and proud of how she’d pushed beyond her visual limits that he decided not to push her verbal limit. “No, no, no that’s way out there,” he said, “and I would never ask you to do anything that extreme.  That limit is all yours Dirty Gurl.”

Releasing her grip, Piglet placed her hands on the floor, shuddered one last time, wiggled her pink butt, and smiled, “Thank you Sir.”

She giggled and raised her hips from her heels as he reached out to tease her wet labia.  “Up Dirty Gurl,” he said, “Time for slushy berry slops.”

Up on her knees still wearing her blindfold, Piglet moaned as his fingertips slipped over her wet pussy and then giggled when she felt Jay guide the cool glass of the champagne bottle between her bum cheeks.  The smooth lip of the bottle slipped easily into her tight little hole and without thinking she lowered her hips taking as much of the tapered neck into her ass as she could manage.  “Excellent,” he said, “Get down Dirty Gurl.  Fuck that nasty thing.”

Scooping a champagne flute into the pink mix of wine, berries, and pee, Jay presented it to his Piglet.  Without hesitation she took the half filled glass into her hands and pressed her lips to the elegant rim.  “Mmmmm,” she purred as she swallowed the first sip, “Very tasty.”

Standing over her, he framed her pretty face against her shoulders, tits, and pink ass as she emptied the glass into her open mouth and swallowed every drop of her piss and enema slop.  “Nasty, nasty, nasty,” he said as he took the empty glass from her fingers, “Care for more?”  Rotating her hips over the bottle, she giggled and answered, “Yes please.”

Setting the glass next to the bathroom sink, he said, “Lean back and open wide,” and tilted the bowl over her head.  Arching her back and shoulders and placing her hands on the shower floor next to her thighs, and giggled as pink slush filled her mouth, splashed over her face and ran down her chin, neck and tits.  As the last bits of crushed berries dripped from the bowl, she closed her lips and swallowed; then choking with laughter she tried to spray the camera lens.  When he saw her bulging cheeks Jay anticipated her move, quickly moved the camera out of range, and reached over her back to smack her butt, “What’s this – a silly Piglet Brat Gurl spitting sticky pink slop?”

Wriggling her hips she blew him a raspberry, snorted and giggled, “Twenty-five more please!”

He laughed out loud.  At last count, by the time she stepped off the plane in Vegas, Dirty Gurl owed him somewhere around twenty-eight hundred strokes from their online play and now the Piglet Brat wanted twenty-five more.  Pulling his belt from his shorts he said, “All right talk dirty to me.  Beg for it.  Fuck that bottle, spank your clit, and count and beg for each one harder than the last.”

She squealed as his belt bounced off her bum, “Eeeeeow, one, thank you Sir!  Please whip this sticky lil Piggie’s nasty ass!  Fuck my face! Piss on me!”

The second swat produced another longer squeal and left a bright red stripe on her left butt cheek, “Two Sir, thank you!!  Harder please!  Harder, faster, whip my butt and make me cummm!”

In a little more than ninety seconds Jay’s belt turned her bouncing bottom from a sweet tint of hot pink to the blazing swollen red of an over ripe tomato.  With her legs wide open her hand and fingers slapped her slick clit and dripping pussy with a staccato tempo as she rocked her ass onto the wide green glass tapered neck of the champagne bottle.  Breathless gasping she begged, “Twenty, please Sir may i cum?”

“Five more,” he replied, “Each harder than the last, count, and beg.”

The sharp crack of his belt echoed through the bathroom and the Dirty Gurl Piglet squealed, “One Sir, please i’m soooo wet.  Please may i cum?”

“Four more and you know you can do better than that… talk dirty to me nasty gurl,” he demanded.  She spanked her clit, rocked her hips onto the bottle, and presented her red bottom for the next blistering stroke, “Four Sir, please, please, please whip this lil Piggy!  Piss on my face and make me cumm!”

The next two strokes came quickly, forehand and back: crack, crack and she hissed, “Ssssooo wet Ssssir, pleassse, please piss on me and whip my ass so i can cummm!”

With her thighs trembling and her mouth wide open the staccato slap of her fingers on her clit shifted into a Prestissimo tempo and Jay waited for a full ten seconds before he bounced the final resounding stroke off her swollen ass.  To her credit she didn’t cum but rose to her knees and begged, “Please Sir may I cumm?”

He waited until the first spray of his pee splashed over her face before her granted her permission, and for the next thirty seconds he filled her open mouth to overflowing and pissed over her face and hair as she shuddered and sobbed in the thrall of her orgasm.  Lifting the blindfold from her eyes he smiled and asked, “And how is my pretty little Piglet… all sticky wet and nasty happy?”

Looking up at his camera, she wiped tears from her eyes, grinned, and giggled, “Yes Sir, thank you Sir, you made me cum so hard I cried.”

He held out a fat strawberry and she began to laugh out loud, and with that he shut off the cameras, slipped out of his shorts and turned on the shower.  After a long slow steamy shower, he gently towel dried her hair and applied cool lotion to her red swollen pussy and bottom which had her giggling, moaning and wet within seconds.  She squealed once more when he pushed the last fat strawberry up her ass and moaned when he followed up with her favorite blue butt plug.  When she reached between his legs to grab at his dick, he gave her tender bum a quick smack and said, “Get dressed you silly slut, if we don’t get down to the lobby pretty quick, the girls will be knocking on the door.”

“You’re a mean old man,” she pouted, “I’ll be blushing all through lunch.”

“Only because you’re a bratty slut with a wet pussy,” he countered, “Now get dressed, and call your sister!”

She blew him a great raspberry, giggled and scampered off to pick out her wardrobe, but not before he managed to deliver another smack to her bouncy bottom.

And in Part 4 Puppy and Jay meet the girls for a late lunch and go shopping – what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas...

Puppy’s Las Vegas Fantasy

– yet another part of the ongoing training of a real life member of BDSM Library

Part 4

This fantasy began with several short chat exchanges two weeks ago, we’re co writing it as we go:

Jay Mac: Just sent you an email, with Part 3... he, he, heee...  Now to change the names, conceal the guilty and protect the innocent. Here are six names of Irish women chosen at random hopefully none of which are the real names of your sister or friends: Jenny, Grace, Sarah, Bernie (Bernadette), Mary Alice, and Maude. I'm thinking Jenny for your sister...  Let me know if I'm too close for comfort... laughs!

Slut Puppy: i’ve never known anyone named Maude, and i’m acquainted with women with all those names.  You did manage to push a button with Sarah, she’s my best friend.

Jay Mac: Should I change Sarah into some other name?

Slut Puppy: Don’t bother, she’d never dream of reading anything in the Library, far too much of a prude... laughs, if she ever knew she’d be too shocked to ever say anything.

Jay Mac: I’ll make Sarah one of the Chicago girls, that way you’ll both have plausible deniability... laughs!

Pointing to each of the young women at the table he closed one eye and tried to remember their names, “Jenny, Grace, Sarah, Bernadette, Mary Alice, and you’re meeting Maude in Los Angeles.”

“Bernie… nibble on my neck and call me Bernie,” said the plump buzz cut raven-haired Punk gurl from Chicago.  Without thinking, Jay replied, “Okay… Bernie… but the last time a girl asked me to bite her neck she wanted her butt spanked.  All the ladies laughed, raised their wine glasses in a toast to his efforts at recall, and applauded while Erin giggled and blushed.  Jenny, Erin’s classic red-haired Irish sister, playfully ticked her ribs and said, “So that’s what you two were up to last night and, knowing you, this morning as well.”

Erin blushed even more, squealed and squirmed and slapped at her sister’s hands, “Stop that and get your dirty mind out of the gutter!”

Mary Alice and Grace, nearly identical petite Elfin first cousins, who often spoke the same thought with uncanny synchronicity, gave both sisters a hard time, “Now there’s the pot calling the kettle black.”

Sarah, who was the eldest and most reserved of this group of crazed women, looked over her reading glasses and shushed them all, “Stop being so crude, you’re all behaving like brats!”

And as if on cue, all five girls blew Sarah a long raspberry and collapsed into giggling chaos.  Sarah sighed and apologized to Jay, “… each on their own they’re all rude, but when they get together they’re incorrigible.  I teach middle school English and I guarantee that this lot would all end up in detention.  They all deserve a good spanking.”

Jay could easily picture these rude girls reporting to Sarah’s classroom for detention.  Bernie stood; turned, and flipped her short plaid pleated mini skirt up to flash the white cotton panties that barely covered her broad bottom and said, “If you invite Mr. Mac I’ll be happy to go over his knee.”

Why not he thought, but he caught himself before he spoke.  “Well, as inviting as that might be, let’s order lunch before you naughty girls get us tossed out of here,” then as a joke, he added, “Ms. Sarah and I can attend to discipline later.”

It was his offhand throwaway timing that produced their brief moment of silence: Jenny knew about Erin, who knew about Bernie and Sarah, and Mary Alice and Grace knew about one another but none of them had ever pieced all of it together.  A raucous outburst of giggles and blushes traveled around the table and suddenly everyone knew.  They’d spend hours gleaning the details, but at that point this circle of long time friends discovered the demented little brat twist that tied them together.

The feast that followed was a delight: Mimosas, Boti, Chicken and Prawns Tandoori, Masalas, Paneers, Korma, Alu Saag and mountains of rice and Naan with beers and wines.  Jay adopted the role of host, answering their questions but deliberately skirting any reference to naughtiness, deflecting the comment to Erin or Sarah who did their best to keep the brats under control.  He picked up the tab, paid in cash with five crisp fifty-dollar bills, and told their waitress to keep the change which brought a brilliant smile to her pretty face and a complimentary dessert tray of fresh fruit, mango, Kheer and Kulfi.  When they finally gathered the strength to get up from their chairs and step out into the bright afternoon, everyone was fat and happy.

Bernie wanted to see all of the older casinos in Downtown and since Jay had never been in any of the hotels on Fremont Street he joined the tour.  They began with The Golden Nugget and made their way east to the Fremont and Four Queens all the way to the Flamingo, where Jay and Erin won eight hundred dollars in less than two minutes at the roulette table.  “Mad money,” he laughed, “Now you’ve got plenty to go shopping.”

“Shopping, did I hear someone say shopping,” asked Bernie.  Jay turned and found the grinning plump Punk gurl at his elbow.  Next to her stood Ms. Sarah with a weary Oh Gawd expression on her face.  Erin blushed and Bernie giggled and teased, “O-kay looks like Jenny was getting close to home.  I thought soooo…”

Sarah reached out and pinched her pieced earlobe, “Leave Jay and Erin alone brat!  It’s none of our business.”

“Ow, ow, ooowww,” she yowled, “Let go, damnit!  I was just gonna tell her where to find the shops!”

Erin laughed, turned to Jay, and said, “It’s all right with me if it’s okay with you.”

Jay smiled looked over the rims of his glasses, “That depends on how you ask the question, Puppy.”

Erin blushed bright pink, gathered her courage, and asked, “Please Sir, may Bernie and Sarah join us when we go to the shops?”

“Of course,” he replied, “That way we’ll have two brats at play.”

Sarah released her grip and gave Bernie a quick slap to her bottom.  “More than that,” she said, “I doubt we’ll manage to be able to go shopping without the entire crew.”

“That’s easy,” snorted Bernie, “We’ll all go over to the Fetish Boutique for shits and giggles, and buy some silly paddle or lube, their prices are crazy high anyway, then beg off for nap time and go back to the hotel.  After that we can sneak out and drive down to the real shops on West Sahara!”

Jay was intrigued and asked, “Google or real time?”

Sarah laughed and said, “Real time, two or three times a year, this silly brat drags me down here to SinCity’s TGIF at PT’s Pub and then we end up the Green Door…”

Bernie interrupted, “… and you love it!  We’ll do Lady C’s Leather, Bad Attitude, Bare Essentials and finish at the store at the Green Door!”

The cab ride to the Fetish Boutique was all giggly girl talk and Bernie’s warning proved to be true, almost everything in the shop was very expensive, but as Jay observed very high end.  In a bit less than an hour the girls were giggled out and each left with some small purchase.  According to plan Bernie went all bitchy pouts and Sarah suggested nap time for her brat so they’d be rested for the night… everyone had tickets for Cirque du Solei – Zumanity at 10:30 pm so no one took notice.  Between their residual jet lag and the feast of Indian food, all the girls were a bit sleepy.

No sooner than they returned to her room than the phone rang… Bernie was all excited about taking them to the Green Door Store and fifteen minutes later they all piled into Jay’s beat up old Pathfinder and were on their way.  Lady C’s had a great inventory display of leather goods and toys with prices a bit lower than the Fetish Boutique and both brats took great delight in trying out floggers, paddles and crops.  The Rack had the best prices and the girls bought a selection of canes and paddles.  Bare Essentials was a costume shop with better prices than Lady C’s, but not nearly as much leather.  Bad Attitude was strictly bustiers, but the Green Door Store had simple selection of toys at reasonable prices.  Between them Bernie and Erin spent a bit more than two hundred and fifty dollars and purchased seven toys including a ringed wand and a split tail paddle with a wicked sting.  Jay watched Erin blush as she approach the counter to pay for her toys which included an bulbous enema syringe and cursed the fact that he hadn’t brought his video camera.

On the way back to the hotel Sarah rode up front and the brats took advantage of the tinted windows to experiment with their new toys.  “What’s this,” Bernie asked with a twinge more than mock surprise.  Sarah looked over her shoulder and saw Erin’s skirt up over her bum and the base of her blue plug peeking out from her thong.  Great silliness and giggling as well as threats of revenge rattled up from the back seat, which prompted scolds and admonitions from Sarah, culminating in the classic vacation ultimatum, “Behave!  Don’t make us stop this car and you don’t want that, do you?”

Both brats erupted in laughter and Bernie protested that she nearly wet her panties!  Sarah sniffed and said, “That’s more likely brat cum than pee,” which produced more giggles and a comment from Jay, “If she’s anything like my brat, it may be a bit of both.”

Erin blushed beet red and suffered non-stop teasing until they pulled into the parking garage where Sarah smacked their butts on the way to the elevator.  Giggles and more teasing followed and as the dirty gurls hurried down the hallway to Erin’s room, Bernie chased her with a cane.  Sarah and Jay followed at a distance and chuckled about the consternation and joys of bratty behavior.  Inside the room Bernie wrestled Erin onto the king size bed and tickled her into hysterical pleas for mercy, “Stop it, stop it, stop it!  You’re gonna make me piss myself!”

With a twist and a kick Erin managed to dump Bernie off onto the floor where she landed with a thump, but the Punk Brat was quickly up and after Slut Puppy only to be thwarted by Ms. Sarah’s iron grip on her left ear.  “Ow, ow, oweee,” she howled.  Erin laughed and blew a great raspberry at Bernie, which got her a sharp smack on her ass from Jay.  Before she had a chance to protest Sarah snatched up her right ear and with a quick twist she had both brats under instant control.  “Now what do you have to say for yourselves,” she asked.  Both the dirty gurls whined and protested blaming each other which Ms. Sarah brought to a halt with wicked twists that had them begging for mercy.  “Enough,” she said, “You’re both incorrigible without any manners or restraint.  Skirts up, panties off and hands on the bed!”

As they pouted and complied, Jay picked up his camera and asked Sarah if she had any objections to indulging his video fetish.  “Of course not, just keep my face out of frame,” she replied, “I love to watch my nasty gurls get what they deserve and this fat little slut gets off on her porn star fantasies.  You should see what she has on her laptop… nasty, nasty, nasty stuff.”

“Really,” he said, “Well after we get back tonight, we’ll have to do a little show and tell.”

“Sirrrr,” Erin protested as she blushed bright red.  Bernie laughed and bumped her broad bottom against Erin’s ass, “I knew it!  I knew you end up doing porn!”

Ms. Sarah shushed them and smacked both girls on their bouncy butts, which produced giggles and wiggles.  “Assume the position and we’ll do a warm up with a taste from each of your new toys,” she ordered.  Both brats smiled and in perfect synchronicity, purred, “Yess Mam!”

Jay laughed and panned over the growth of handprints on the brat’s pale bottoms.  Sarah went after her gurls with an economy of motion and a practiced hand that quickly had them squealing and moaning as their ass cheeks glowed bright pink.  When she was satisfied with the color, she picked up a small round wooden paddle that landed with a loud crack and added a delicious red hot spot to Bernie’s big butt.  The resulting shriek and boo hoo required attention so Sarah had the girls shift position with Erin bent at the waist hands on her knees and Bernie on hands and knees with her face pressed between Erin’s bum cheeks.  With the base of the blue plug in her teeth, Bernie’s squeals and shrieks were muffled while Sarah laid another dozen sharp swats on her bouncy bottom.  At Sarah’s order they quickly shifted positions and Erin pushed her tongue into Bernie’s asshole while she endured her baker’s dozen.

Bernie reached into Erin’s shopping bag from the Green Room and pulled out the white box that contained the Colt Gear anal douche syringe.  Looking into Jay’s camera she smiled and said, “I wonder what this is for.”

That earned her another sharp crack on her butt and an admonition from Ms. Sarah, “It’s what you’ll be wearing up your fat ass while we finish our trial demonstration.”

In short order she had the girls in the bathroom with Bernie in the classic prison position tits down, ass high on elbows and knees with her panties in her mouth while Erin pumped cold water through the red beaded probe in her butt.  Before she whipped their bottoms with each of their new toys, Sarah made sure that another syringe of cold water went up their pretty pink assholes.  After twenty minutes both brats were moaning and begging for release.  Sarah ran her nails over their stripey red bum cheeks and down between their swollen labia.  “These sluts are both dripping wet,” she said, “Let’s see if they’ve learned anything about self control.”

Pulling their wet underwear out of their mouths, she pushed Bernie’s white cotton panties into Erin’s asshole with the new ringed wand and filled Bernie’s butt with Erin’s thong and blue plug.  Moving them into a sweet sixty-nine she used a short, knotted flogger on their pussies until they begged for permission to cum.  Wrapping her fingers in Erin’s hair, she pushed her face down between Bernie’s plump thighs and laughed as the Punk Brat squirted girly cum over her face.  Slut Puppy had her revenge when she sat on Bernie’s face and came and pissed at the same time. 

Ms. Sarah was utterly amazed with Erin’s super wet orgasm.  Although she was well aware of her submissive adventures in real life and online, she never expected this level of wanton depravity.  She had a hard time maintaining her mock disapproval, as she scolded her and pushed her away ordering her to lick up her mess.  Not to be left out, Bernie squirmed around on her fat bottom, pushed her plump labia at Erin’s face, and let go a long arching stream of yellow piss.  Sarah brought the knotted flogger down hard on her pussy, grabbed her hair, and put both dirty gurls to work on the cold wet tile.

Straddling their heads, Sarah hiked her skirt over her hips revealing a lovely black lace garter belt and matching black silk thong.  Pulling the silk aside she closed her eyes and smiled as she pissed over their hair and both brats turned their faces up to receive her golden shower.  The entire spectacle ended with both of them sitting back to back on the toilet straining to push their anal toys and nasty panties out and giggling and squirming as they squirted enema juice and other filthy stuff into the white porcelain bowl.  At Jay’s direction Slut Puppy fished their underwear out of the toilet and dropped them into a clear plastic freezer bag, which she presented to Ms. Sarah who held it at arm’s length between her thumb and forefinger.  “And what am I supposed to do with this,” she sniffed.  “Put them into the fridge,” Jay replied, “We have an on-line tradition of nasty gags.”

“Ewww,” snorted Bernie.  “Shush brat,” Sarah scolded, “You’ve had much worse in your mouth.”

Erin giggled and pinched Bernie’s nipple through her wet T-shirt.  Jay and Sarah left them to clean up the floor and shower while they down loaded the video to his laptop.  They were laughing when the squeaky clean brats scampered out of the bathroom to get into fresh clothes.  Looking over her glasses Sarah pointed her finger at Erin and said, “You’ve become a very dirty gurl.”

Erin blushed, and with mock innocence she lifted one knee, covered her pussy and tits with her hands and asked, “Who meee?”

Everyone laughed.  “A very dirty gurl indeed,” said Jay.  Erin protested, “That’s not fair, Sir, it's your naughty influence!!  i was soooo innocent until i met you!”

More laughter followed and Sarah gasped, “… and… and how about Slut Puppy’s Wicked Killer Bunny Extreme Fetish Sexual Healing Centre?”

Erin blushed and pouted, “Oh that! Well that just proves His evil influence!!”

“Really,” said Sarah as she brought up an edited scene on Jay laptop, “Well what about this little Miss Piglet?”

Erin went into major blush mode as she watched the blindfold slip over her pretty green eyes, and heard his voice whisper, “This is definitely going up on the website!”

When he rubbed the fat strawberry over her labia, her arousal and pushed it into her ass she squealed and hissed, “Yesss, Ssssirrr.”

With a slow twist and a gentle push he tickled her tight asshole and chuckled, “Yes Sir, what?”

“Yessss Sir,” she repeated, “This Dirty Gurl Piglet would love to see her nasty movies up on the Wicked Killer Bunny website.”

Erin made a futile attempt to get to the laptop only to be wrestled to the bed by Bernie and Sarah, where they forced her to watch him push six more fat berries and his cock up her ass while he spanked her pretty butt to a bright pink.  Her squealing orgasm, and the floods of cum and piss that sprayed over the tile floor were inter-cut with close ups of her face, until Jay released her cuffed wrists from her ankles, positioned her on hands and knees, and placed the clear acrylic bowl beneath her dripping cunt.

With his left hand under her chin, she rocked back on her heels, opened her mouth and sucked his cock, then he leaned over her head and shoulders and focused the camera on her hips, “Come on Little Piglet,” he said, “Spank that wet pussy and cum again.  Let’s see that slushy berry ass slop.”

She gagged, spanked her clit and labia, and in less than a minute a short squirt of pink slush splashed into the bowl.  Jay shifted position, pulling his cock away from her lips, “Beg for it Dirty Gurl.”

Gasping for breath she shuddered and complied, “Please sir, please may this Dirty Gurl Pig have your permission to cum and dump her nasty berry ass slop into her piss bowl.”

“Go for it Gurl!  Get down and dirty and raised her hips.  “Up Dirty Gurl,” he said, “Time for slushy berry slops.”

Erin squirmed on the bed while Bernie and Sarah teased her cunt and asked about how the champagne bottle felt up her nasty asshole while she sucked Jay’s cock, begged him to whip her ass and piss on her.

Jay quickly turned her bouncing bottom from a sweet tint of hot pink to the blazing swollen red of an over ripe tomato.  Gasping for air she begged, “Twenty, please Sir may i cum?”

“Five more,” he replied, “Each harder than the last, count, and beg.”

The sharp crack of his belt echoed through the bathroom and she squealed, “One Sir, please i’m soooo wet.  Please may i cum?”

“Four more and you know you can do better than that… talk dirty to me nasty gurl,” he demanded.  She rocked her hips onto the bottle, and presented, “Four Sir, please, please, please whip this lil Piggy!  Piss on my face and make me cumm!”

The next two strokes came quickly, forehand and back: crack, crack and she hissed, “Ssssooo wet Ssssir, pleassse, please piss on me and whip my ass so i can cummm!”

With her thighs trembling and her mouth wide open she spanked her clit and Jay waited until she was at the edge before he landed the final stroke.  To her credit she didn’t cum but rose to her knees and begged, “Please Sir may I cumm?”

When the first spray of his pee splashed over her face he granted her permission, and for the next thirty seconds he filled her open mouth to overflowing and pissed over her face and hair as she shuddered and sobbed in the thrall of her orgasm.  Lifting the blindfold from her eyes he smiled and asked, “And how is my pretty little Piglet… all sticky wet and nasty happy?”

Looking up at his camera, she wiped tears from her eyes, grinned, and giggled, “Yes Sir, thank you Sir, you made me cum so hard I cried.”

Bernie had four fingers in Erin’s wet cunt and rubbed her erect clit with her thumb asking, “If I whip your ass and piss in your face will Little Miss Piggy boo hoo for me?”

Erin twisted her hips and grabbed at Bernie’s big tits, “No way bitch!  It’ll be you that’s doin’ the cryin’!”

Ms. Sarah quickly ended their scuffle with a half dozen smacks to their butts and a stern scolding.  Erin whined that she needed to cum but Sarah was having none of that, “Go get dressed for dinner.  You brats can beg for your orgasms after we get back from the show!”

Giggles, raspberries, consternation, and threats followed and Sarah was shaking her head when she returned to sit next to Jay.  “Brats,” she snorted.  “What do you have in mind,” he asked.  “I’m not sure, but whatever we come up with I can guarantee that Bernie will figure out someway to steal the scene.  She’s famous for that.”

Jay laughed, “Are you guys up to do this scene for the Wicked Killer Bunny?”

“That’s for real,” she asked.  “Unless Slut Puppy changes her mind,” he replied, “It’s her limit and she seems okay with blindfolds and masks.”

Sarah chuckled, “We can work with that.  We’ve got some great stuff back in the room, but Bernie won’t need anything, she’s a complete exhibitionist.”

“Excellent,” said Jay, “Now let’s get these brats in gear.”

Sarah picked out two anal toys and strolled over to find Erin pulling on a pair of mid-calf black kid leather boots, while Bernie tied off the bottom of a white silk blouse to show off the barely contained cleavage of her big boobs.  Erin was all elegant evening wearing tight black silk and Bernie stuck with her punk school gurl statement, with white mid thigh stockings, a plaid pleated mini skirt that barely covered her big bottom, a midnight blue bustier and brown leather loafers with clunky heels.  She added a black purple streaked wig trimmed in a very tight pageboy cut.  “Up brat,” she ordered, “Both of you bend over and show me those nasty holes.”

They lifted their skirts and presented their still pink bottoms for her inspection.  Both wore silk g-strings from Erin’s vast collection of naughty knickers.  “Nasty gurls,” muttered Sarah, “Well you’ll just have to keep your thighs together tonight.”

She chose a set of black beads for Bernie and, after a bit of giggling and a long exaggerated brat moan, pushed the last big bead up her butt.  Erin reached back to spread her ass crack to receive a twisted asymmetric urethane plug fashioned after a ginger root.  With a quick pat on her bum, Sarah slipped a ribbed condom over a tiny compact cell phone, pushed it deep into her wet pussy and with a tug and a twist pulled her panties up between her pink bottom cheeks.  “Oooo me too,” begged Bernie who held her much larger phone out to Sarah.  Two condoms and less than two minutes later, Sarah used her Blackberry to buzz the brats which had them grabbing their crotches and sent them into hysterical giggles.

“It’s seven fifteen and we won’t get back here until after one in the morning, so you two are just going to have to hold your water for the next six hours,” she said, “I’m going to get dressed.  Call the girls and try to keep your hands off each other until we meet down in the lobby.”

Looking at each other, the brats replied in unison, “Yes Ms. Sarah,” and then began to giggle, tickle and pinch nipples and boobs.  “Brats,” she muttered as she opened the door and pressed the speed dial on her Blackberry to buzz Bernie’s phone.  Closing the door behind her she paused to listen for the OMG effect and a soon as she heard Bernie’s first squeal she smiled, pressed the speed dial for the cell phone in Erin’s cunt and walked down the hallway to her room.

Dinner with the girls was excellent and Jay thoroughly enjoyed a variety of oysters and scallops while they teased him about the aphrodisiac effect of his selections from the menu.  He countered their patter by secretly ordering a very dark bittersweet chocolate mousse with shots of absinthe as dessert for everyone.  Sarah secretly teased both girlss by checking her Blackberry at random intervals during their meal.  The waitress expertly presented the Absinthe Alandia Epoque in the classic green fairy tradition with the liqueur in glass, the spoons, sugar cubes, and brouilleurs on top and she poured the drip with bottled spring water.  Dessert cost more than the dinner and wine but Jay had picked up a bit more money at the tables so in a sense they were drinking on the house.

From the moment that Edie, Mistress of Sensuality, set foot on stage, Zumanity was a delight.  From Dick and Izzy, through the lovely lesbians in the Water Bowl and Willie Bronco the Rose Boy, to the Dance on TV and Louise and her Straps, to the Cast Orgy and Extravaganza, everyone thoroughly enjoyed themselves.  Sarah and Jay took turns buzzing the brats with her Blackberry.  On the ride back to the hotel, Jenny, Grace, and Mary Alice pouted about how it wasn’t fair that they had no one to play with while Erin, Sarah, and Bernie were all paired up.  Bernie giggled, Erin blushed and giggled, and Jay laughed out loud, but kept quiet about his first thought.

Bernie slipped her hand between her thighs and suggested, “Well Jenny, we’ve got all kinds of toys and if…”

Sarah simply grabbed her ear and twisted which produced whimpers and whines, and much loads of laughter and teasing chatter.  Bernie pouted, “Damnit I hate when you do that!”

“Then behave yourself and keep your hands out of your panties,” Sarah scolded.  “But we’re in Vegas and what happens in… ow, ow, ow!!”

Jenny poked Erin and teased, “And I suppose you and Jay are going to disappear for the night as well.”

Erin blushed and giggled, “Stop it slut!  If I gave you half a chance, you’d steal him away!”

“True,” Jenny said as she turned to Jay with a hungry grin, “I’m naughty that way.  I do love to steal men.  I just can’t help myself!”

Jay imagined Jenny over his knee, chuckled, and kept that thought to himself, “Too many women, and not enough time.”

At the hotel, they parted ways and the girls went off into the night in search of men.  Bernie and Erin impatiently scampered to the elevator while Sarah and Jay shook their heads and followed the laughing brats through the lobby.  On their way up to the room, Sarah buzzed both cell phones repeatedly and reduced the silly sluts to giggling moans.  She herded them down the hall to her room and Jay stopped by Erin’s room to collect cameras and toys.  During the show he and Ms. Sarah had decided to put a twist into tonight’s play and he wanted to record every minute of their debauchery.

And in Part 5 - after a night out, Ms. Sarah, Bernie, Puppy, and Jay play some very nasty games – what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas...