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Thoggy

Thoggy

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This is either the weirdest start to a dodgeball game ever, or an oddly specific personal ad.

Let's go with the latter.

I pick you, because it is nice to be picked. To have someone look around at all their choices, all the possible women they could find attractive and intriguing, and pick you.

I pick you because I like quiet girls. Not because I don't like women with opinions or those who have their own ideas. I like quiet girls because I like the idea of you being mostly mine. That I know you, that you trust me to speak up, to say what you want, what you need, knowing I will respect it and your desires.

I pick you because I love the idea of the difference between who you are with me and who you are with everyone else. The idea that if the rest of the world saw how you were with me, they would be shocked.

I pick you because you enjoy the idea of being submissive to the right man. Of letting him direct you, letting him take control, using you for your mutual pleasure.

I pick you. Do you pick me?

T
 
Thoggy said:
I pick you because I like quiet girls. Not because I don't like women with opinions or those who have their own ideas. I like quiet girls because I like the idea of you being mostly mine.

I pick you because I love the idea [...] that if the rest of the world saw how you were with me, they would be shocked.

I pick you.
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It rubs the lotion on its skin!
 
Thanks for the well wishes Kyrie. I will of course interpret that as a sign of your desire for me and will begin a year long campaign of PMs, erotic faxes and personalized cakes delivered to your door.

Along those lines, I will need your fax number and home address. Oh, and your PIN number and your mother's maiden name. Cheers.

T
 
~chuckles...~ Oh really?

Thoggy said:
Thanks for the well wishes Kyrie. I will of course interpret that as a sign of your desire for me and will begin a year long campaign of PMs, erotic faxes and personalized cakes delivered to your door.

Along those lines, I will need your fax number and home address. Oh, and your PIN number and your mother's maiden name. Cheers.

T
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Thoggy said:
Thanks for the well wishes Kyrie. I will of course interpret that as a sign of your desire for me and will begin a year long campaign of PMs, erotic faxes and personalized cakes delivered to your door.

Along those lines, I will need your fax number and home address. Oh, and your PIN number and your mother's maiden name. Cheers.

T
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Now that was funny .......:)
 
Thoggy said:
Thanks for the well wishes Kyrie. I will of course interpret that as a sign of your desire for me and will begin a year long campaign of PMs, erotic faxes and personalized cakes delivered to your door.

Along those lines, I will need your fax number and home address. Oh, and your PIN number and your mother's maiden name. Cheers.

T
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Personalized cakes <perk>..........I have a cupcake tattoo :)
 
I sit silently, in the corner, blending into the oversize armchair upon which I am perched. My gaze is fixed on the side of the room opposite me, even though I am not consciously taking in anything in the room, save for the mysterious man standing near the door.

My thoughts are myriad and wandering. I wonder to myself if anyone will notice me. I wonder if I will sit in my oblivion through the duration of another dreadful three hour party. I wonder if I will stay late to clean up again, as that is the job of the caterer. I wonder if any of these philanthropic money-bags can even cook an egg. I wonder if I will have the energy to masturbate tonight, while I lay alone in bed, reliving the events of another dreadful day in the life of a chef. Always expected to make the guests orgasm over every bite, but never be seen or heard. It occurs to me that my mind will not shut off long enough to rub one in, even if I wanted to.

As one thought crisscrosses another, a new one enters into the mix. For a brief moment, I imagine myself walking to my car after the party has ended, and the patrons have long gone home.

I hear footsteps behind me so I walk a little quicker, but to no avail, as I feel a hand being quickly cupped over my mouth from behind.

The gruff voice whispers in my ear, "I've been watching you for months. Tonight, you are mine. No one will know where you are. You won't even know where you are. You will only know what I allow you to. You will only speak when I allow you to. You will only do what I tell you to. I own you. Do you understand? "

"Do you understand, Kali?" "I have to have the menu for the banquet by Monday. There will be over 600 people there, and we have to plan the menu early."

Being brutally jerked from my solitude by my boss, I choked out a meek "uh-huh."

 
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