Raw Anal Lust

[DVS]

You and me, and quite a few others; i believe.

Damn, His words get me going.

Varoom, varoom?

 

[DVS]

uh... uh... words...

um... yum!!! that's the one, yum!

Yum? Sounds like you're talking about food.

 

[FurryFury]

The waiting is over...well, sort of. But the pain? And writhing is such a nice word.

I'm still writhing.

Is it wrong that I prefer to read your words on a day that I might actually get some intimate time?

I'm saving this delicious pleasure. Words do it for me. Your words do it for me. That's why I have you listed as one of my fav writers here at Lit.

 

[DVS]

I'm still writhing.

Is it wrong that I prefer to read your words on a day that I might actually get some intimate time?

I'm saving this delicious pleasure. Words do it for me. Your words do it for me. That's why I have you listed as one of my fav writers here at Lit.

So, basically you tease yourself? Kind of a self torment thing, too. Ummmm, kinky.

You have me as one of your favs? I do appreciate that. And I've always told you I leave my porch light on for you, in case you'd ever care to visit. I'd love to explore that kinky mind of yours. Damn, I keep changing the bulb, but nobody ever rings the doorbell.

It does mean something that I can excite you with words. Fav in one area, but not in another, I guess. Story of my life.

 

[FurryFury]

Yes, I do.

I tease myself.

Hey, if I ever go on a Dom World Tour you are very high on my list! Then I'll know if you are my fav in another area.

Too bad I'm not free for that sort of thing atm.

So, basically you tease yourself? Kind of a self torment thing, too. Ummmm, kinky.

You have me as one of your favs? I do appreciate that. And I've always told you I leave my porch light on for you, in case you'd ever care to visit. I'd love to explore that kinky mind of yours. Damn, I keep changing the bulb, but nobody ever rings the doorbell.

It does mean something that I can excite you with words. Fav in one area, but not in another, I guess. Story of my life.

 

[FurryFury]

With the coming of the weekend, the potential for intimate time also arrives. One can hope anyway. Therefore, I have read this installment. It's GREAT!
But now of course, I'm simmering . . .

 

[DVS]

With the coming of the weekend, the potential for intimate time also arrives. One can hope anyway. Therefore, I have read this installment. It's GREAT!
But now of course, I'm simmering . . .

Simmering, huh? Quoting the story, I see. No doubt, that will get you in good with the author. As if you needed the extra clout.

 

[FurryFury]

Simmering, huh? Quoting the story, I see. No doubt, that will get you in good with the author. As if you needed the extra clout.

*looks shy and giggles*

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

simmering? simmering?? Oh my! How about quivering? or Edge play?? Or... just beginning to get into a rolling boil? *sigh*

aaahhh the joys of it!

 

[BiaTcHiNFiRe]

I will ALWAYS come back for more of your story DVS!! ~shivers~

What can I say? HOT as always!!!!!

Your words leaves me all HOT and needy, but in a nice kind of way! Love the way you think!!!


Theres never too much of torment!!

 

[working_girl]

Oh wow. What a thread.

 

[DVS]

Thanks, everybody...for liking what I write.

 

[rida]

Darn ... and I thought we got the second part already

I know ... I know ... I'm greedy



ETA: if it was not clear ... next part, please!!!!!!

 

[DVS]

Darn ... and I thought we got the second part already

I know ... I know ... I'm greedy



ETA: if it was not clear ... next part, please!!!!!!

Oh my God...I think I've started something I can't stop. Maybe I've under estimated the minds of kinky women.

Not that that's a bad thing, though... Unexpected pleasures are fun, right?

I must get back to writing. My readers need to be fed!

 

[BiaTcHiNFiRe]

Oh my God...I think I've started something I can't stop. Maybe I've under estimated the minds of kinky women.

Not that that's a bad thing, though... Unexpected pleasures are fun, right?

I must get back to writing. My readers need to be fed!

Yes please, I need to be fed very often with these kind of stuff!!!


Sooooo.... are you done with next instalment yet?

 

[goodgirlfl]

Yes I agree we kinky women need to be fed often too,
anxiously awaiting the next installment.

And thank you for writing for us.

 

[Esclava]

Oh my, DVS -

I may have been away for awhile and had to catch up, but you've not changed! Please don't ...

Keepin' it sexxxy,

Esclava

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

Oh my God...I think I've started something I can't stop. Maybe I've under estimated the minds of kinky women.

Not that that's a bad thing, though... Unexpected pleasures are fun, right?

I must get back to writing. My readers need to be fed!

While I love being fed by your written words -- which create all sorts of needs and wants -- I am now in a relationship that is only in the very beginning stages of training. To date, I have not been fed in the physically traditional manner... I am awaiting that moment.

Thank You DVS for the words that feed the mind and create lovely visions of pleasure yet to come.


Victoria

 

[gypziedoll]

This installment is a continuation from post #2540.​

Sorry for this long awaited installment. No, it's not the end of the game...not just yet. But, it was getting so long, I decided to find a spot to stop and post another installment. Forgive me...the spot I stopped is...well, a little cruel? I hope you enjoy.

Lucy and I stood patiently, while Rita searched for the remote. I made a little joke about it, at the slut’s expense. “Maybe we won’t find it. Wouldn’t that be a sad day.” Rita heard me, and was quick to agree to our mutual sadness, if the zapper was lost. The slut squirmed and tested the ropes that held her, as she also watched Rita search for the remote. I think the zapper worried her, but the idea of Rita being in charge of it worried her more.

The floor was scattered with toys of torment and pleasure. It looked like we just dropped them on the floor, when we were finished with them. I could see a couple of strap-ons in a pile, and handcuffs and ropes in another area. The crop was on the floor right beside the ottoman. Just as I noticed it, Lucy bent over to pick it up. When she raised up, she swished it in the air as if she were imitating a swashbuckling pirate, from an old movie. She saw me watching her, and smiled.

At least one of my helpers was all set. “I see Lucy’s ready and waiting for duty. Crop in hand and ready for business. Right Lucy?”

“Yes, Sir. Actually, more than ready.”

“I’m glad that thing’s not sharp, or somebody would be in danger, for sure.”

“In a way, Sir, it is sharp. The sharpness depends on placement and delivery,” she smiled.

Then Rita screamed, “Here it is! I found it.” She was giggling like it was Christmas morning. “I’m ready, too.”

“Rita, be sure you use plenty of lube on that thing, in case she fights you. But, something tells me you’ll take charge.”

Rita was still giggling, as she found the lube. “I’ve got that, too.” She walked over to us, as she was squeezing lube from the tube. “I know just how much to use. Just enough, but not too much.” She smiled, as she used her fingers to spread the lube around the tip of the zapper. “It should be a nice tight fit, so she feels every bit of its shock.”

I held the slut’s hips up in the air, so Rita could shove the zapper up her ass, and buckle it around her waist. There wasn’t much resistance as Rita pushed it in. The slut whimpered, and I felt her body shake, as it slid up her tight ass. Rita cinched it tight. The strap running through the slut’s crotch pressed hard against her pussy and clit. When she was finished, Rita threw her hands up, like she was working against a time clock. She kind of looked like a cowboy in one of those rodeos...roping calves.

I let the slut’s body drop back down to the ottoman. “An excellent job, Rita. Well done.”

“I enjoyed it.” She flashed another quick smile, then leaned down to pick up the remote. “Just you wait, slut. I’m gonna make you twitch.”

“Now, Rita...don’t use that thing, until I say. I’m trusting you to follow my rules. We’re going to work as a team, and I’m team leader.”

“OK”.

The slut squirmed, as she tried to adjust to the invasion of her asshole. I could see the discomfort on her face, as she wiggled in position. As she wiggled, I’m sure that strap rubbed against her clit, forcing a feeling of excitement to flow through her. It was just something else that made the zapper so much fun. I had to smile, when our eyes met. She had a cute little pout on her face, as she anticipated what was sure to happen, next.

When Rita was doing the final adjustments, I suggested she run the front strap through the slut’s pussy, forcing her outer lips apart. Rita loved that idea and I thought it might make the game a little more fun, too. The strap would still cover her clit, though, and that was something I would have to deal with.

“OK, ladies, we can get started.” I pointed at a spot on the opposite side of the slut. “Lucy, you stand right there, and I’ll stay over here. That way, you’ll be ready, when I need you.”

I couldn’t find Rita. “Rita, where are you?”

A voice came from behind me. “Here I am.” She was pacing around us, like a circling vulture.

“Don’t go too far. I want you to be ready, too.”

“Oh, I’m ready. You can count on that. This remote is wireless.”

I knew that. But I also wanted her to stay near me, in case she got carried away with it. “I don’t want you pacing like that, Rita. Just come over here and stand by Lucy. You know...I might need to whisper something to you.”

“Oh,” she said, as she bounced back over to us. “I didn’t think of that.”

I smiled. “See, Rita? That’s why I’m the team leader.”

“Yes, but I’m in charge of the zapper,” she proudly replied.

That was just what I was afraid of hearing from her. “Yes, Rita, but you’re a member of this team and the team leader is in charge of everything. Right?”

Reluctantly, Rita agreed. “Right.”

I couldn’t believe it. There was almost a pout on her face. Just in case, I thought she should be as close to me, as possible. I had to think of the safety of the slut’s ass. Rita was showing all the signs of a power trip in waiting, and I didn’t want a repeat of last time. “Say Rita...why don’t you come stand over here, by me? That way, I can whisper to you better. The surprise factor is part of the zapper’s fun, you know.”

That got her attention. She smiled and quickly moved to my side of the squirming slut. I glanced at how Rita was holding the remote. Her thumb was hovering over the red button. God, she really was dynamite, just waiting for the fuse to be lighted. “Watch it, Rita. I don’t want any false zaps. We’re getting to the wire, so everything must be precise and planned.”

“I’m ready. Just give me the word.”

“Your thumb is almost resting on the red button. What if I tell you to press the green button, or the yellow? Don’t you think you might press the red one by mistake?”

She had been watching the slut wiggle, and kind of licking her lips. But when I questioned her ability to do the job, she glared at me. “Oh, hell no! I can move my thumb where ever...just give me the chance. I’m centered on this. My mind is sharp and ready to go.”

“OK. I don’t want any slip ups.”

Her eyes quickly returned to the slut, as if she was going to get away or something. She held the remote in front of her, so she could watch the slut and remote, at the same time. And, without moving her eyes, she said, “No problem. Just give me the word. That’s all I need to hear.”

She had that ‘game day’ look on her face. Seeing that look, I was concerned. She’d be good at playing video games, as long as she could dish out pain to somebody. But, I’m also sure she’d want to win, at any cost. So, I hesitated a bit, before I said, “OK. I’m going to trust you.”

I didn’t want to say that, but you should trust people. Right? OK, we’re talking about Rita here. She’s just not normal people. But, she was standing right beside me, so I thought I could control her. It wouldn’t be difficult to grab the remote from her, if necessary. I just didn’t like having to watch her. I did like the way the slut watched her, though. But, that was a totally different kind of thing.

First, I thought we should make sure the slut wasn’t dehydrated, so I asked her if she wanted a drink of water, before we resumed the game. She nodded her head that she did, and I asked Lucy if she would get her one. I could have asked Rita, but I was concerned she might try water-boarding the slut, or something. It seemed that my job of being one step ahead of the participants was never ending.

Once the slut had been given her drink, I decided we were all ready. There we were...I’m sure we seemed like a doctor and his two nurses, hovering over the patient. But, I’m not sure the slut felt that sick. Well, that is unless she happened to see the burning desire to dish out pain that was in Rita’s eyes.

“Have you had enough to drink, slut? Are you ready to continue?”

“Yes, Sir. Thank you.”

“Don’t say that, yet. You might change your mind, in a bit. After all, there’s three of us standing here, now.” The slut quickly scanned the three of us with her eyes, then nodded her head, noting that she understood her situation.

I picked up the vibe that she enjoyed so much, and turned it on. Its buzz was obvious, if you hadn’t known what it was. I saw the slut twitch just a bit, when she saw it in my hand. Her face was trying to act like she wasn’t excited, but her body was giving her away. I knew how she felt about that thing. I think just turning it on made her wet.

She watched closely, as I moved toward her with it. I teased her with it, to play with her head. I moved it to her right nipple, but just before it touched, I moved over to her left one. Again, just before it touched, I moved it down to her belly button. She continued to watch...her mouth was slack and her eyes were very large.

I moved the vibe over her bellybutton, and on down her torso, touching her with it like a ball bouncing on her body. Just slight contact with her body, as I moved it down to areas she couldn’t see, no matter how she contorted herself. What she couldn’t see were the most sensitive areas of her body. And when I say sensitive, I also mean responsive to the vibe.

Although she couldn’t see what I was doing with the vibe, I continued the slight contact so she’d know where I was headed. And, it wouldn’t be long before she would feel it. I touched her inner thighs as I decided where I would begin my next torment. I had to keep my eye on her, because she wasn’t far from going over the edge. She was a loaded gun, and that vibe was the trigger. Too much of the trigger, and ’bang goes the slut’.

I had to move so I could see her face and control the vibe at the same time. So, I moved from the side to the foot of the ottoman. I got right up between her legs, so I could use the vibe with precision, and I could also watch her facial expressions at the same time.

Of course, she got curious, when she saw where I had moved. For the bulk of the game, I’d been at her side. This was something new for her, and it caught her attention. She wanted to see what I was doing. Straining against her bonds to lean forward, she could only last a little while before she had to lean back down. I enjoyed that she was so inquisitive. What she didn’t know would bother her and that was to my advantage.

I had a perfect view of her pussy lips, as they were spread by the zapper’s strap. I could also see the end of the zapper. It was forced nice and tightly, up the slut’s ass. Where the strap went through her pussy, I could see it was getting wet. It looked like it was doing just what I had hoped it would do...keep my slut excited.

There was still that problem though, with having the zapper strapped to the slut. Because of how it was attached, it worked kind of like a chastity belt. There was a waist strap that the crotch strap attached to. The crotch strap had the zapper attached to it. That strap was about half an inch wide, and although it could pass through her pussy lips fairly easily, it pretty much covered the slut’s clit. That was a problem I had to figure out. No access to her clit in this kind of game was not a good thing.

Trying to get her aroused by pressing the vibe along the edges of the strap where it covered her clit did work some, but I didn’t get the response I wanted. I wanted that immediate response I was used to...that violent jerk of her body...like I was sending a bold of electricity through her clit. I was only getting twitches and moans, and that‘s not the same thing. It’s very difficult to judge her reaction to twitches and moans. Those violent body jerks, I understand.

Knowing how something affects her was important. I had to know if something aroused her a lot, or if it just aroused her a little. I assumed the twitching meant she was just aroused a little, but I didn’t know for sure. And being so close to her clit, she could just explode without my knowing it.

Then, I had an idea. I turned the vibe on high and pressed it right on the strap, where it covered her clit. At first, I just let it sit there and buzz, as the vibe kind of bounced on the strap. That seemed to get her attention. She didn’t jerk violently, but she gasped and her body tensed up. I pressed a little harder, and I could hear the buzz of the vibe change to more of a hum. The bouncing had changed, too. The strap on top of her clit seemed to be one with the vibe. It seemed like the vibe was transferring its vibrations through the strap.

The response I got from her was pretty lively, too. It wasn’t the violent body jerk I wanted, but it was close. She not only tensed up, but she arched her pelvis up against the vibe, trying to get more. I pulled the vibe away from the strap and looked up at her face. She whimpered and looked down at me as if to say “why did you stop?” I had found a method of attack. It’s strange how sometimes the smallest thing can make the difference.

I pressed the vibe on the strap, where it went through her pussy lips. I got the same kind of response. She tensed up her body and arched up to meet the vibe’s buzzing. I started adjusting the pressure of the vibe on the strap, as I moved it up and down between her clit and pussy.

This got an interesting reaction from the slut. It seemed more like a hunger. She tensed up at first, but when I moved it around or changed the pressure, it caught her off guard. She actually moved her hips, as if to find the vibe and get that feeling right where she wanted it.

I quickly removed the vibe from her body and pointed my finger at the slut. “No, we can’t have that, now. You don’t control this part of the game. I am in charge of where the vibe goes. Any more of that and I’ll ask one of these ladies to deal with you.”

The slut tried to relax, but I know she had vibe induced orgasm on her mind. It was written all over her face. And the way she lunged up to meet the vibe...I rather enjoyed that. It’s always nice to know something you do brings out the lust in someone. And it’s even more fun to know you can control that lust...even if they don’t want you to.

I almost asked her what level she was at, but I decided to wait a bit. I’d let her lust cook a little more, first. I got down on my knees between those bound legs and put the vibe against her right leg. I just let it sit there on top, lightly vibrating against her skin. Then, I slowly let it slide down to the tender white of her inner thigh. I got a mild reaction from her as it slid down her leg. But, I’m sure it was mostly anticipation of what was to come.

I slowly moved the vibe toward her pussy lips, making sure not to move too fast. I wanted to make it last as long as possible. I knew she wanted it hard, on her clit, but to give her what she wanted would be too easy. Putting that vibe everywhere except where she wanted it was going to be more productive. I’d let the lust build up inside of her, like a pressure cooker. Then, at just the right minute, I’d pull back. I knew she hated that...getting so close to cumming and then being denied. Yes, it’s evil fun.

Personally, I think it’s true, what they say about revenge. It’s a dish best served cold. And along those same lines, I think sexual torment is best when allowed to simmer. Why not make the fun last as long as possible? The longer it lasts, the more powerful and satisfying the climax.

When the vibe was close to her pussy lips, I moved it downward, toward her ass. I went right down the side of her pussy, following along side the strap. She arched her hips a little, as the vibe made its way down, almost like she was making sure I had enough room to continue.

When I got close to the zapper, I pressed the vibe right on the spot where it connected to the strap. Similar to when I touched the strap above her clit, this sent vibrations down the zapper and into her ass. She shivered when I did that, and goose bumps formed on her thighs. I guess I had found another spot that triggered her lust.

I varied the pressure of the vibe, so it would change the sensations she felt. The more pressure I applied, the more vibrations were transferred through the strap and into her asshole. The response I saw in her was different from when I pressed against her clit. The expression on her face seemed like she didn’t know how to react. It was almost like she couldn’t describe the feeling at first, then I saw a smile form on her face. I continued varying the pressure and she let her head lean back, as if she was enjoying the moment.

Too bad there wasn’t a setting on the zapper for vibration. I think it would have been a nice enhancement. After a little while of that, I moved the vibe up toward her pussy, sliding it right on top of the strap. I held it loosely in my hand, so the vibrations would cause it to bounce on the strap. I slowly moved it, from her asshole up, watching for a reaction.

And a reaction I got. Her head leaned forward and her body tensed right up as she felt the sensations in her pussy getting stronger and stronger. As I passed the vibe over her pussy, she kind of squealed and she twisted her hips. At first I thought she was cumming, but I think she was just trying to get the vibe to touch her pussy lips. I used my free hand to push her stomach down against the ottoman, and continued up the strap.

When I got to the area of her clit, I pressed hard for a split second and the vibe actually changed pitch. The vibrations buzzed against the strap and I think her clit felt each one. She tried to raise her hips, but I held her down. She fought against my hand, trying to get as much of that vibe as she could. She was sure hungry for it. She was doing her best to second guess me, but I held her down.

All of this lasted no more than a few seconds, but it was sure an exciting few seconds. I removed my hand and her hips quickly lurched up, but at the same time, I removed the vibe. When she realized she was just humping the air, she groaned her disappointment. She leered at me and then threw her head back against the ottoman and let out a deep sight.

I could tell she had been close to cumming, because her voice had a little bit of a quiver in it when she sighed. I decided it was a good time to ask her what level she was at. “Slut, what level are you at, now?” I was sure it had to be at least level seven or eight.

“Level six, Sir.”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I turned the vibe off and asked her, again. “Six? Is that all? Are you telling me the truth? I’ll sick Rita on you, if you’re lying.”

“Oh no, Sir. I’m not lying. Level six.”

I couldn’t believe it. I had to relax for a minute and think about it. I sat back on my heals and contemplated the situation. The way she was squirming around, I thought sure she was just about to cum. It was difficult for me to believe she had only been at level six, but she knew I’d get even with her, if I caught her lying. I don’t think she would cross me.

“OK, slut...level six it is. Let’s do a little test. We’re going to see how fast you can move up through levels. I want you to tell me when you reach each level. And I want to know the very moment you reach level eight. Do you understand? That very instant.”

“Yes, Sir. I will...right at the beginning of level eight.”

I was ready to do it. I got back up on my knees and turned the vibe back on. “Are you still at level six?”

“Yes, Sir. I am.”

“All right, then...here we go.” I started the same way I had before...just letting the vibe do its thing. I held it loosely in my hand, and let it buzz against her skin. But this time, I started on the left side, at the top of her leg, not far below her pelvic bone. And, just like before, I let the vibe slowly slide down the inside of her leg, to the tender white part of her inner thigh.

“Level seven, Sir. I’m at level seven.”

“OK. Level seven.” I had the vibe at mid thigh, and started toward her pussy lips. And when the vibe was almost touching her lips, I changed direction and went down her body. Once I passed her pussy, I moved slightly more toward center and followed the strap down, on my way to where the zapper was connected to it.

“Oh, Sir...I think I’m at level eight.”

“You think? Aren’t you sure?”

“Well...it’s difficult to know, Sir. I don’t know what you have planned. And the vibe is...well, very close to, you know? I could be...but, I...no, I think I’m still at level seven.”

“Wait a minute. It’s level seven, now? It’s important that you be sure. Level seven?”

The slut hesitated to answer. She seemed confused about what to say. The vibe was still buzzing away and I hadn’t moved it, from the moment she had first spoken about level eight. It was just past her pussy lips, and not far from her asshole. “Yes...yes, Sir...level seven.” Her confusion seemed to be getting stronger. She was very indecisive. “But, I think I’m very close to level eight.”

“Very close, huh? You’ve made up your mind, then?”

“Oh, yes, Sir. I’m...I’m sure of it.”

I started moving the vibe again, following the strap down to her asshole. And at just the same moment I started moving the vibe again, the slut spoke, again.”

“Oh, Sir...I think...yes, level eight. I’m at level eight, Sir.”

“That was fast. I only move the vibe an inch or so.” I let the vibe sit where it was, just to the left of her asshole.

“But, Sir, the vibe...it’s in such a...such a delicate spot. You know? It’s not easy to know what’s coming next.”

I had to smile. I knew what she meant. I could move the vibe just a little bit, one direction and send her into spasms. But, move it the other way, and nothing would change. “OK, slut. So, we’re sure you’re at level eight, though. Right?”

Her face was contorting. She seemed to be fighting to get the words out. “Yes, Sir. Level eight.”

“OK, we’re going to continue. But, I want you to be sure, when you tell me you’ve reached level nine. Do you understand? You need to fight your confused state of mind and be sure.”

“Oh, Sir. I don’t know if I can...”

“Sure you can. Just think of it as another level. Are you ready to continue?”

“But, Sir...I’m very close, now. The vibrations...it’s difficult to control myself, right now.”

“I know. Just clear your mind and focus. Can you do that?”

“Focus? Sir, could you turn the vibe off for a second?”

Again I had to smile. I think she was close to becoming a basket case. I just held the vibe in that one spot and we all could hear it buzzing away, as she tried to contain herself. I thought a little bit of mind game fun would be interesting. “Slut, what are you saying? Are you trying to control the game? You know I have control of the vibe, not you.”

“But, Sir...I...”

“But, what? This is all part of the game. You do your part and I do mine. Can’t you do your part, slut? Or do we just call the game right now and I win?”

“Oh, NO Sir! I can do it. I can do my part.”

The vibe was still buzzing away, as it sat there, very near to her asshole. I knew just moving it one inch to the right, and allowing it to touch the strap could be enough to make her call out level nine. The game was really getting interesting.

“So, now you can control your self? You’ve cleared your mind and you’re ready to move on. Is that right?”

After a couple of seconds, she finally seemed sure of her answer. “Yes, Sir.”

“I want you to tell me when you reach level nine. You know what that means, right? You know what level nine is, slut?”

“Yes, Sir,” she quickly replied. “It’s the last level before cumming.”

“That’s right, so don’t you dare cum at level nine.”

“No, Sir...I won’t. I won’t.”

I had held the vibe in that same spot for a long time. I’m sure she had to be very near the edge. She could have moved her body just that short distance and the vibe might have touched the strap, sending sensations into her asshole. But, she knew better than to do that. That would be controlling the game...cheating. She had done the right thing, by being perfectly still, while we talked.

“OK, then. If you’re ready...here we go.”

This is the most recent installment of the story...so far.​

Sir you sure know how to leave a girl hanging on the edge of her seat.....will be squirming until the next installment is posted

 

[DVS]

Well, everybody, thanks for hanging with me and this thread. But, my life took a bit of a bad turn yesterday and so it's going to be a while before I'm back in the mood to write anything.

Some of you may already know...my car was stolen yesterday. So, I've got to figure something out, because life doesn't stop. I've got a job to keep, bills must be paid, etc. as well as getting over this mad mood I'm in, right now.

I'm one of those people that can't be creative if something in my life is out of order. It's just how I am, I guess. If I'm sick or if there is something weighing on my mind, I can't even think of sex and sexual things.

Money is a big issue right now. But isn't money always the problem? I can't afford another car, if mine isn't found, or if it comes back damaged. And the unknown of all this is eating at me.

I'm not looking for sympathy. Big manly Doms like me don't do that. I'm just giving you all a head's up about it. I'll figure something out. And if all goes well, I'll be back soon.

 

[goodgirlfl]

We will all still be here for your next installment of this story.

I cant write either.when I am not inspired...or I am not in the right frame of mind.

Like i wrote in youe other thread...having your car stolen truly does suck such a sinking feeling when you walk out to where you last parked it and its gone....I feel for you and am sending you good vibes and positive thoughts and some prayers.

Take care and wishing you the best of luck.

 

[DVS]

We will all still be here for your next installment of this story.

I cant write either.when I am not inspired...or I am not in the right frame of mind.

Like i wrote in youe other thread...having your car stolen truly does suck such a sinking feeling when you walk out to where you last parked it and its gone....I feel for you and am sending you good vibes and positive thoughts and some prayers.

Take care and wishing you the best of luck.

I do appreciate the good thoughts. That writing thing is kind of weird, isn't it. They say a good writer will write something every day. I could do that, but I'd also spend a good portion of other days deleting and rewriting some of it. LOL.

As for the car, the frame of mind I'm in right now is a little better than it was last night at this time. I called off from work last night, mostly because I didn't want to end up getting out of control and yelling at someone that was just being their stupid self. The supervisor has to control his temper, and set an example and all that shit. It just wasn't in me, last night.

Actually, it's really not in me tonight, either, but I've got to go to work. I don't get paid, if I don't work. I've noticed I'm just floating along today. I need to make decisions and I've pretty much said "fuck it". I guess I'm still kind of in a state of mild shock or something. Like you said, you just don't go out to where you parked your car and expect it to be gone.

God, I HATE thieves. Thieves of any kind. Right now, I think Congress is just a set of thieves and they are giving our money to another set of thieves, the bankers. The whole lot of them are so damn rich they've totally lost touch with reality and we're paying for it. But, all that's for another thread.

I'd just like to get hold of that one slimy asshole that took my car.

 

[goodgirlfl]

You are very welcome. I do know how you feel.

Its so surreal and is very disheartening to go thru that.

I hate thieves too. Like I said mine was stolen once and vandalized twice.

Was lucky that the police recovered it within 12 hours and the thieves were just looking for certain parts. The second time that it was vandalized it was parked about 10 feet from my front door, they took my trunk lid..the gauge cluster and get this my valve cover. That really made me nervous that it happened so close to my house....everything that happened to my car made me feel so violated.

But it still sucked terribly. Would love to get my hands on the like you say "slimy assholes" too.

I finally got smart but wished I would have sooner and got a really really good Viper alarm...now I don't worry much but its still in the back of my mind.

I'll keep sending you good thoughts...and a positive vibe.

 

[rida]

Well, everybody, thanks for hanging with me and this thread. But, my life took a bit of a bad turn yesterday and so it's going to be a while before I'm back in the mood to write anything.

Some of you may already know...my car was stolen yesterday. So, I've got to figure something out, because life doesn't stop. I've got a job to keep, bills must be paid, etc. as well as getting over this mad mood I'm in, right now.

I'm one of those people that can't be creative if something in my life is out of order. It's just how I am, I guess. If I'm sick or if there is something weighing on my mind, I can't even think of sex and sexual things.

Money is a big issue right now. But isn't money always the problem? I can't afford another car, if mine isn't found, or if it comes back damaged. And the unknown of all this is eating at me.

I'm not looking for sympathy. Big manly Doms like me don't do that. I'm just giving you all a head's up about it. I'll figure something out. And if all goes well, I'll be back soon.

Don't worry about us: we will be here waiting for your words ... whenever they will come

I'm really sorry to hear about your car. It sucks big time, and as you said, life goes on and you have to keep up with it. If there was any way to get your car back (and as such our next installment ) I'd gladly do it. So I'll just send all my ninja-power out in the ether and hope that the thieves will feel so guilty and bring your car back (with a tank full of gas too).

 

[Esclava]

Empathy ... not Sympathy!

Hey DVS!

I can empathize with what you're feeling - from the violation to the anger. I will never understand why people think it's ok to take something that doesn't belong to them. WTH makes them think they are more entitled than you are to something you worked hard for??

Not going to tell you to look at the bright side. But I will say stay strong and do what you must to get through each day. Even though I lurk more often than not, I am out here almost everyday keeping up with those I care about!

Be well and at peace,
Esclava