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Dirty Little Slut

December 31, 2012 FictionWriting  8 comments

“It’s what you are, you know,” she said.

He nodded.  “Yes, Ma’am, I am.”

“Am what?”

He paused, then licked his suddenly dry lips.  “I…”  He had to clear his throat slightly.  “I am a dirty little slut.”

“What else?”

Another rapid dart of tongue over lips.  “What else, Ma’am?”

Her voice was implacable.  “What else are you, slut?”

“Um…  I am your dirty little slut, Ma’am.”

He heard her laugh.  “Well, yes, I think that’s rather obvious, but I think you’re considerably more than a dirty little slut, too, aren’t you?”

He shifted on the stool upon which he sat, and was reminded again of the plug in his ass.  His cock throbbed, too, and another drop of pre-cum slipped out, and his downcast eyes watched.  “Yes, Ma’am.”

“What else?”

He hesitated and there was a sharp slap of a crop on his...

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