We have a game we like to play.
Sometimes, we play it because I've had a hard day at work.
Other times, we play 'Schlampe' because she's been very bad.
In either case, fun is had by all.
Men like me have certain...idiosyncrasies. Random bullshit regular women wouldn't put up with. I like my DVDs in alphabetical order... I like to wake up to an egg white omelet and Jazz... Oh yeah, and I can't cum without a tongue jammed into my asshole. I've tried speed dating. I've tried eHarmony. But, alas, no luck finding "the one".
Sometimes, I order her from Amazon.com. Other times, I've found her ad on Craig's List. In either case, she always comes with stellar reviews. She's a five-star schlampe from Eastern Europe and she's all mine. A list of things I've always wanted to do grows lengthy in my head.
I can't understand what she's saying, but her accent is so cute. All I can recognize is, "Please, no refund." She struggles to keep eye contact with me as she hands me a leash connected to her collar. Forcing her to her knees, the lengthy list gives me a headache. I want her to make me a drink as I hold her to the ground. I want her to call me 'Daddy' in her native tongue as I pump my hips into her face. I want her to do everything these American bitches don't want to!
That cute outfit quickly becomes clutter on my living room floor. Her ankles fit so beautiful into my palms. She looks as me with this odd facial expression as I squeeze into her; as if she was saying with eyes, "How could you do this to me?" I like that look.
Hours go by... Fucked. Beaten. Gagged. She's been dragged throughout my house. Maybe, I'm not so idiosyncratic. Pushing me onto my back, she spreads my legs and sticks her tongue in my ass, as if she's done this a thousand times before. Her voice mumbles inside of me, "American asshole." Question marks fill my head as she comes up for air, "You American assholes are all alike." I didn't know whether she being a poet or a bitch... In either case, I was cumming!
We have a game we like to play
Today, she was the 'schlampe'
Tomorrow, I may be the one who's been very bad
In either case, I hope she wears that outfit again.
Photography by Forbidden Light/ Model: Boistrous |
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