I do not advise reading this to those who are not yet finished gonzo. My story will appeal only to those whom all already known ideas of relationships (Dominance, Fetish, whip, etc.) have got and he is looking for a supernova! For those who crave for this revolution!

Then I was 16 years old, I was finally zadrochen in the literal sense of the word, even normal porn, even pervert did not insert me. I knew about masturbation, porn and perversions of almost everything. I suffered because I could not find the next golden bottom of my satisfaction. Having gone from masturbation to a picture, then to porn, then to fetish, then to BDSM, then to more rigid things, to talk about which the language does not turn, and back, I acquired the highest taste, but it had a downside - not it was in the world of sexual “sweetness” that I liked. And I came up with the game.

I was lying on the bed with my little laptop, traveling through the pages of LJ, Contact, and My World of different women. I traveled under the left-hand days. I chose pretty women between the ages of 27-30 years. I chose from pretty ones with pretty, slender figures, beautiful feet, which was for me the most important, beautiful strict businessmen. I liked this type of women. In general, I am a pronounced fetishist, I believe that a woman can not be considered beautiful if she has just ugly feet or flat feet.

Found girls, I wrote dirty, obscene things on purpose! Ninety percent of the time I was sent or not answered, this is normal. I only needed those ten percent. My ultimate dream was to find one that wrote “I will calculate you and tell my parents what you are doing!” One such phrase introduces me to wild ecstasy. This is the very "extreme", which I lack for pleasure. I cannot explain the nature of this, but the fact remains. I wanted to hook one of these serious girls and so that she, for me, sniff impudently, took it. I wanted the sexy girl to have real power over me, not play power. This is not practiced in the world. The era of games is passing, BDSM and game domination will soon disappear beyond the absurdity and in view of their ideological bad taste, the era of “half-games”, sex games, where everything acquires reality, comes. I called it PRDom (Prank - Real - Domination). Behind the "half-games" is the future, and this future is not far off, I am only one of the first to start doing this. The essence of this game is in its reality, which is so extreme and beautiful because this gentle trembling runs all over the body. This game is a small hybrid of sexy pervert games with a famous thing called Prank. The victim should not guess that she is bred. The most important thing: She must be blind and one hundred percent sure that it is she who plays with me, and not me with her. Anyway! The essence of this thing you will understand in the course of the story.

In my case, I looked and should have looked like a stupid juvenile jerk who, from his own impunity, decided to make fun of women on the Internet. In principle, it is, but in a different way. I took the girls for a long time and finally I was lucky!

One dark-haired, beautiful girl, slim girl, with strict facial features, named Maria answered me. I first gave her that I wanted to fuck her, then I said that I wanted to be her slave and lick her heels, then I said that it was time for my parents not to dress as a girl and dab myself at the point. In general, everything that was in my head - I said! I thought that I would go now, as I did all the other times in three funny letters with lots of exclamation marks.

She: "Parents know about this ?!"

Yes! The girl is serious! I ran into It gave me both sweetness and fear. A little shaking hands from her head. In the future, I will simply insert messages from ICQ. The fact that inside the quotes is inserted conversation quotes, the rest is comments.

I: "About what?"

She: "What are you doing!"

I: “No, of course!”

She: “What are they doing?” That was a strange question! I didn’t know what to say, but I was excited and I wanted more and more “lights!”.

I: "in the sense of?"

She: "Where do they work?"

I: “Father is engaged in business! Mother is not working! ”

She: "Are you alone at home?" I did not understand, but answered.

Me not! With parents!"

She: “I want to talk to your dad!” Yeah !!! Schaz !!! I inserted from these words, specifically! How sweet they were!

I: "About what?"

She: "About your behavior!"

I: “M ... do you want me to be punished and spanked like hell !?” I entered into a rage.

She: “Yes! You deserve it! ”You would know how I felt!

Me: "And what else besides the belt?"

She: “House arrest for the whole summer. Will you sit in a room without the Internet and contentment, and think about your behavior! "Is she serious! ??? What does she think, I took her right and gave out all the information about myself ??? Naive girl.

I: Oh! How scary! ... I'm afraid of you !!! ”That was true.

She: “So. The data on your parents tell me. Like dad's last name and first name? Does he have an e-mail address? ”Here! Feel? It is precisely in this that this small feature of this chip is hidden. And she seriously, mind you!

I: “Don't ... I'm scared of dad! If he finds out, he will kill me! ”It was true.

She: “Afraid of punishment? And was he not afraid to say such an unfamiliar girl ?! You need to answer for your actions! Speak, how daddy's name is and his mail! ”And here it struck me! Why I, such an idiot, did not create in advance the “Daddy” page and did not live it in, giving it a real look. Then I would give his address and calmly end, and she would be full of triumph, having dealt with me! And everyone would be happy! But not in this case.

I: “I'm scared! I'm not giving it!"

She: "Alive! I'm waiting! Otherwise it will be worse! ”

I: “Do not ... Masha, I do not want to give! I'm afraid!"

She: "I said quickly !! Give him his mobile phone. Dad should know what his son is doing in his absence. He will be very happy to find out. ”

Me not!!! I'm not a suicide! ”

She: “It will be worse! If you give it now, he will only learn about the fact that you are pestering everyone. If I find it myself, then I will tell everything! And about how you dab at the point, disguised as a girl, and therefore tell all this. I'm still lying, that you shared with me that you have a blue friend, and that you get up while your parents are not at home. " Wow! My defense just fell in! But her bluff was obvious! First of all! The fact that she finds me is a bluff! She decided to buy me! Secondly! She would tell him one hundred percent, even if I would give her the phone or her father’s mail!

I will not say! I'm afraid of punishment! ”

She's well! Well, how do you beat a point, tell me? What? ”An unexpected turn. Fell tension.

I: “Take a banana, go to the bathroom! I grease it with cream and ... "

She: “I see. Show? "

I: "I mean?"

She "Take a photo! Send me! ”Oh! How shrill these words! How would this light add to this situation! I took a photo from the back in less than 5 minutes!

I "I sent"

She: “I see! What a pretty boy. Do you have a real blue friend by any chance? ”

I: “No))) I'm normal!”

She: "Doesn't look like it!"

I was afraid of only one thing: now the fish will break, and I will just stop being interesting to her. She will say “Good luck!” And this will be the end of it. But the unknown is there, so that the result can be any.

I: “Why did you shut up?”

She: "Yes, so ... I do my own business" So! I do not understand! Hike it really do not care! Pancake! How to ignite it back!? We fell silent. I thought that I needed to throw a small bone again and everything would flare up again. And here..

She: “Is your dad's name Alexander?” Wow ... she’s looking for my dad somewhere, I don’t know in which ass, but she turns out to be serious. Again the body trembled.

Me not! Nikolai ”I answered honestly to bring my hands as close as possible to the fire.

She: "And where do you live?"

I: “In Butovo!” If there were not so many thousands of Nikolayev in Butovo, I would not say.

She: "In the South?" Hmm ... strange, although it may not be strange! Most likely, I live in Yuzhniy Butovo, as it is 3 times larger than the North. This is logical. Anyway!

I: “Yes!”

She: “I was there! Which street? ”The answer narrows the circle to the limit! But still will not break it. I am very excited!

I: "On Skobelevskoy"

And then she understood me and bought a pervert. She distracted me! She knew that I, aroused, could tell her everything!

She: "And you like women's legs and stockings!"

I: “Yes!” Honestly. Did not guess.

She: “I am now sitting at the computer in thin stockings! I would like you to warm my legs with your kisses! Every finger! ”I WAS READY TO FINISH OUT OF NOT TOGETING MY STONE MEMBER !!!

I: "Yes, I want it that way!"

She: “Do you have any brothers or sisters?” I understood that there was already a trick here, but ecstasy eclipsed the logic from consciousness.

I: "There is a sister!"

She: "Elder? How old is she?"

I: “Yes! 25 "And then a pause and it dawned on me that this is the end!

She: "Natasha name?" I turned white. I realized that she had found our family and that the cranes were coming to me.

Me not. Lena."

She: “Well of course! I am writing a letter to Nikolai Sergeyevich, your father! With details, our correspondence and photos. After 10 minutes, call you home and just try to turn off the phone! I will send a letter to my father, call and ask him to see the mail, then I will call and we will discuss your behavior with him. ”

At this moment I will cut off the story. I think it’s not worth telling me how she invented the punishment - for 1 year and 3 months of the year to be a voluntary assistant in the hospital: clean and wash the pots for the sick in the hospital, wash toilets and other dirty work almost every day. I will not complain about the latter, I became better, I knew that I was doing a good deed. She came to her friend to the hospital more than once and look at me: what this pervert looks like! Life has taught me that if you want to have fun - negotiate a price in advance, and then the overpayment is large.

P. S. Even with all this, I do not cease to be excited by the thought up idea. And the resulting punishment gives me guarantees of the seriousness of what is happening.

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