Slut Puppy's Las Vegas Fantasy

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...