April 3, 2013: Need your immediate advice

Sorry for not posting last night as promised. Things went well but was too exhausted to post. For the sake of ease, I will refer to this chick as Stacy from hereon. I'm just a regular dude, not a writer nor a pro-dom, so you'll have to forgive me to a certain extent: I'll try to improve my writing and domination as things proceed. Have attached a few pictures of the fun from last night. I have more but apparently can only upload 4 at a time. Also, thanks to those who PM'd with tips.

Anyway, like I said above, I am not looking for a merely submissive play friend but a complete slut. So I decided to be aggressive and not worry if she got nervous/cold feet/changed her mind/decided to leave. Stacy came over in the early evening/ late afternoon, arriving about 20 minutes early. I was actually running behind so I said I didn't want to see her until our agreed upon time and told her to wait out front in her car until then. In the mean time, I finished eating and getting ready. When I came down, I got in her car and she reached over to hug me but also tried to give me a kiss. I moved so she only got my cheek which prompted her to ask why I was being so cold. I told her I'd let her know when I wanted to use her mouth and expressed my dissatisfaction with her making me wait on our first date. She said she was sorry but that being spoken to like that was also turning her on. I told her I knew that it would and she drove us to the mall, where we immediately went to the victoria's secret-type store.

When we got there, I looked around for a while at the dizzying selection of panties, lingerie, and other stuff I'm not even sure about. Trying to escalate the domination aspect, I decided it would be embarrassing for Stacy if I discussed potential outfits for her with the girl at the store. So I called over this brunette girl who worked at the store and bluntly asked if she could suggest anything that would "make my girl look ultra fuckable." She giggled and made some joke to seem hip, Stacy blushed and we all went over to a rack of lingerie. The girl at the store started talking about something or other and went to ask Stacy her thoughts when I jumped in, picked up a bright pink number I liked and told Stacy to try it on and make sure it fits. Stacy took the outfit and went to the dressing room. While she was there, the store girl went out of her way to identify our relationship status and said she liked guys who were decisive. Men aren't allowed in the dressing room area but all was apparently good with fit and we checked out.

We went immediately back to my place and Stacy went back to my room to get changed while I put on the game in the living room. About ten minutes later, while I was sitting on my living room couch, she came out dressed in the sexy pink number we picked up just an hour ago. Her tits and ass popped right out of the piece. She asked me what I thought and I told her to spin around to give me a full view and then start with a lapdance. She said she didn't know how to dance but I told her she'd do a good job or else there's no point hanging out with her again. I told her she should be used to using her body to get guys off. She looked a bit pissed and asked what I meant by that, to which I responded, "you know what I mean; you're basically a whore."

She was clearly taken back by this. During our first date I never expressed any judgment when she told me about her relationships with guys who would spoil her. In fact, I told her it was great she could use guys like that and encouraged her to do it more and get as much as she could. We talked about the idea of her being dominated, and clearly I was acting on that, but I hadn't really humiliated her verbally until this point. I asked her if she disagreed that sugar baby was basically a nice term for whore. Before she could respond, I told her it didn't really matter because I had already made up my mind about her and she could either accept the reality she was a whore or could pretend she has dignity and leave.

She was taken back again. "Wow." She said it a few times trying to gather her thoughts. "You're really not kidding around with the domination thing are you?" I figured if she was truly repulsed she'd have left immediately so I decided this was the time to go all in. I told her that I thought she was a nice girl but that ultimately I wasn't looking for a girlfriend, that I thought she was hot and I wanted to dress her up as my permisteral play doll and use her mouth and whatever other parts to get off.

She said "Wow" again and sat on the couch beside me. Immediately, I told her to get up and make her decision: stay or leave. She looked at me for a second and then said, "Ok...but...what do you want me to do? What would make you happy?" At this point, I felt pretty good. I knew this chick was going to do just about whatever I wanted her to. But I had to decide what that was. I told her I wanted her to get me hard and then to blow me while I watched the hockey game. "I'm almost ready to use your mouth." So we commenced with basic fooling around: she got on my lap, gave me what was actually a pretty good lap dance, we made out, she was kissing my body, hands down my pants, etc. When the pre-game show ended, I told her I was ready and that it was time for her to suck my cock. She asked if that would make me happy. I told her that question was retarded and the answer would depend on whether she got to work, swallowed my dick, and let me enjoy the game.

I proceeded to fuck her face for the first two periods of the game. She started off with the regular blowjob: started with a little tongue, getting my dick wet, showing me her s*******s, warming up my cock, making me hard. After a while, I like to direct my sluts while they blow me and I told her to take it as deep as possible. She said she wasn't good at deepthroating so I gave her a medium slap across the face while she had my cock in her mouth. That really got her fucking going, she moaned and started sucking my cock faster and harder. I told her to take it deep and she said couldn't. I told her if she didn't do it, I would make her. She got off my cock to say, "that's so fucking hot" and I grabbed her head, shoved it back down and whispered in her ear "Shut.The.Fuck.Up.Slut." She let out a longer moan and attempted a deep throat. She took about 60% and started to get stuck. "Deeper," I yelled at her. She looked up at me and I put my hand on the back of her head and started pushing it down. I wasn't watching the game, certainly had no idea what the score was. She took about 90% of my cock before I decided she couldn't take anymore and then I let her up for air. She was panting and tears were forming in her eyes.

I decided to use the time I was giving her to catch her breath to verbally taunt her. "You really expect me to believe you're not a professional whore? What kind of girl is up for this and sucks cock like that?" She was still catching her breath but was able to get out "a good girl." I laughed and she smiled in response. I was actually running out of things to say to her and make her do -- which is partly why I asked for your help yesterday -- so I told her to tell me how she was a worthless blowjob slut while smacking herself in the face with my cock. She laughed and said "really?" I pulled out my camera phone and told her I was going to make sure she never forgot about it either. She grabbed my dick and started hitting her face while I kept telling her to do it harder and harder. After a little bit of this, I grabbed her hair and was just powering her up and down on my cock at random -- almost like waterboarding her on my cock.

As I was doing this I told her to get on all fours and I started fingering her pussy. It was soaking wet. I told her that it was clear she needed this from the evidence that was smeared all over my fingers. She moaned on my cock, agreeing with this comment when she lifted her head and begged me to fuck her. "Get down on my cock!" She got back down and continued servicing my pre-cum dripping cock. "So you like being my blowjob slut," I asked. She moaned yes again and tilted her head so she was looking me in the eye. I told her that she was going to suck my cock dry, until it had no energy left and that I was going to keep her pussy waiting for my cock as pay back for making me wait on our first date.

Showing she was learning, while she had my cock in her mouth, she tried to ask a question. I gave her a pat on the head for showing improvement and told her she could make her comment. She said that making her pussy wait penalized me also and tried to urge me to re-consider. I told her that was cute but that after I deposited my load in her throat, I would be satisfied, bored of her, and would kick her the fuck out of my apartment. She laughed, told me I was "so bad," and that she was really turned on. I said that her wet cunt made that clear. I smiled and gently told her to "get back to work. Whore."

She continued blowing me until I finished in her mouth. As I blew, I pushed her head down on my cock until she couldn't take more. I told her to keep sucking even after I blew my load because my dick is super sensitive. When I took my cock out of her mouth cum was dripping out. "You're going to swallow but not yet," I said. She looked at me quizically and I told her to gargle. I told her that this was her new favorite food and that she better get used to craving my cum because I owned her mouth from that point on. She started gargling and stroking my cock. After a while I let her swallow my load and then made her clean up my cock.

When she was done, I fell on my back on the couch. She got up, went to the bathroom, and I was just lying there. I was takeing a glass of water when she came out. "Okay, that was great, please leave now." She laughed and told me she had so much fun and that she thought this whole thing was really kinky. I interrupted her, "no, seriously, get the fuck out. I'm done with you for now. That wasn't sex talk." She asked if I was serious; I looked her and said, "door's over there, your car's on P2. You're a good cock slut. I'll call you when I need you. Drive safe."

"So domination never ends?" she asked, her face looking increasingly worried. "This is how things are between us and I like it that way. We both get off on it so don't ruin a potentially good thing by pretending you're some self-respecting good girl. I had fun, you did great, I'll call when I can use you again." I walked her to the front door, gave her a hug, and sent her on her way. Then I had a shower and went to relax. Woke up with three texts from her, all sent last night, telling me she really hoped I enjoyed myself and that she did well because she had a lot of fun. I have not responded yet, though I will when the time is right.