Jaycee's Blog - Fri, Oct 1

Finally, the last day of my torment at the hands of Fantasia. The day wasn't without its trials, as you'll see in a moment.

Work was hell. After a week of seeing naked adults everywhere (and that INCLUDES people on TV or computer monitors, in case you're curious), I was walking in a perpetual haze of sexual arousal. I don't think my not-so-little soldier has ever been this hard, this long. Anyway, at the end of my work day, I drank two beers and waited for Fantasia to finally release me from my subjugation. She said it would happen at 6 PM.

At 5:30 PM, I got a surprise visit from Brooke. She just showed up at my door, naked and looking even more spectacular than usual. (Now the naked part wasn't real, it's just Fantasia's control over me that made me see Brooke that way.) She said something about emailing me earlier in the week about her visit, but I wasn't listening anymore.

Please remember that I had had two beers and no orgasms for a week. It's almost as if I didn't have a choice—my brain kinda said "I wanna have sex with her" before I could stop it. She was instantly on me like white on rice.

Now, I know many readers may think I'm some kind of sexual stud, but lasting 30 minutes in the sack requires a great deal of stamina. More than I normally have. Thanks to Fantasia's block on my orgasms and a week of deprivation, however, I was like a wild weasel on steroids. We had frantic sex (through every orifice I could jam my meat into) for the following half-hour. Brooke had multiple orgasms (I never bothered to count, but she'd later mention half a dozen) And when the clock reached 6 PM. there was an apotheosis of pleasure that filled me (and her) with ecstasy.

So at last, I was free. I explained to Brooke what had happened and apologized for what we'd just done. I explained the latest curse (and my mistake with Naughtybelle). Brooke called me an idiot and seemed pretty upset at us having sex, especially since she "doesn't see me that way" and prefers female partners.

As it turned out, payback was on its way. Since it was now Grief's time to have her turn with me, she started by transferring my subjugation over to Brooke right away. Brooke was only too happy to be in command and decided to turn me into a slutty bimbo, give me a giant, flexible dick, and told me to "fuck myself" with it. You can imagine how that went. She left to take a long bath, leaving me on the living room floor with my knees too weak (from you-know-what) to follow her.

When she came back to watch some TV, I was still on the floor and having orgasms at regular intervals. If it looked like it was taking too long for the next climax (or if she was bored during a commercial break), she'd have me cum on command or switch's the dick's "target" to mix things up a little.

She went to bed around 10 PM. I think I fell unconscious around midnight.

--Jaycee