Virtual BDSM ⇐ General

[Anonymous]

From time to time I sit on a BDSM-themed site, popularly called “black”. There was nothing entertaining, sometimes interesting correspondence, there were no real meetings. The site's population is mostly closer to 50 years old.
And then one day I started a long dialogue with one man. He said that he lives abroad and is more interested in the psychological aspect of the topic. And indeed, over time, he felt my desires regarding the very “lower” that lives in my soul. I started telling him everything. Unbeknownst to myself, I realized that I was giving him control over my thoughts and even actions. He began to tell me how to dress, what makeup to choose, and so on. Then she gave him the right to control his masturbations, he began to write on which days he could and on which he should abstain. So I gave him control over almost everything, with the exception of the time when I am at work.
I had tasks such as walking in a coat over my naked body, I periodically went to work with an anal plug (it was more like a punishment, since wearing it for a long time gave me discomfort), buying intimate toys (links to which he sent me), slapping myself, spanking myself, hanging clothespins, etc.
And I really felt like the bottom, I had really strong orgasms, I belonged to a man whom I had never seen and he had never seen me did not see.
And then one day, in the morning, a message comes from him: “I want to see you! We won’t be able to do this live, but you will send me your photos. And which ones your fortune will decide! But you need to play honestly. Write me a phrase: in the evening at 21:00 I will be ready and will play honestly!”
He also added that if I refuse to play, he will disappear. And during this month, I have already fallen into some kind of dependence on my virtual superior. I agreed.
All day I was worried about what kind of game it would be. Moreover, he added to me the task of buying a cube with dots from one to six. I managed to find this cube and at 21:00 I was ready.
I receive the following instructions: There will be several moves. Each turn you will be assigned a task depending on the number you get on the die.
Each round is more difficult than the previous one. Each round, submit a photo of your completed task.
What happens if you refuse? Well, then you lost and you won’t see me again!
Turn on Skype and point your laptop camera at the table so that I can clearly see what number is coming up.
You don’t have to show yourself on camera, my image and voice I will be disabled; further instructions will be sent to you via telegram on your phone. As soon as a notification about task options arrives, you must roll the dice without reading the task within 3 minutes to complete it.
I turned on the laptop and pointed the camera at a crooked angle so that the dice could be seen, but you had to throw it directly on the keyboard to was seen.
And here I am on Skype, trembling and excitedly waiting for the sound of notifications from telegrams. And then it sounded. I roll the dice and the number 5 comes up. I open the message and see the text there:
Round 1:
1 = close-up of your face
2 = Full-length photograph of your body, dressed
3 = Full length photo, no face
4 = Fully naked, no face
5 = You're on your knees, clothed
6 = All of the above
I think it's a good number. I quickly put my phone next to the book, set the timer and kneel down, tilting my head down. I quickly check that I can’t make out the face and send it.
The answer comes, we continue playing, wait for the message.
And here is the sound of the message again, I roll the dice and there is the number 2
I open the message:
Round 2:
1 = Fully naked, no face
2 = Fully naked, back view, No face
3 = On your knees in your underwear
4 = Photo of your toys < br />5 = Photo of you holding a piece of paper that says “Whore”
6 = All of the above
I quickly take off my clothes, set the timer, turn my back to the phone. The first time it didn’t turn out very well, I redo it and send it.
A message arrives: Good whore, that’s exactly how I imagined you.
For some reason this phrase turns me on even more and I sit naked and wait for the next message.
I hear the sound of the message, throw the dice, the number 2 comes up
I open the message:
3rd round: < br />1 = Close-up of your pussy
2 = Close-up of your ass
3 = Go back and start over
4 = Photo of you on all fours in your underwear
5 = You in underwear with a face
6 = Photo of you sucking on one of your toys
I guess fortune is on my side today. I’m already undressed, I put a chair closer to the phone that’s on the table. I set the timer and bend over slightly and turn my butt towards the camera. I'm sending.
Answer: nice hole, I see you're already leaking. And I really see in the photo how a thin thread of lubricant stretches from my pussy and clings to my inner thigh. I think to myself that it looks quite tempting.
And then a message comes, and before I can read it, I roll the dice. Number 6
Reading the message:
4th round:
1 = Three photos of you in your underwear with your face
2 = You naked and on your knees
3 = Yours a nude figure with "Slut" written on its body
4 = A full body photo of you holding a piece of paper with whatever insults you choose on it.
5 = A close up of one of your toys in your pussy < br />6 = All of the above
I read to the number 6 and think about how to take a photo with a face. But somehow I automatically switch to task 2. I kneel down in profile, the camera timer goes off, I look at the photo, my face is visible, but part of my profile and hair are covered, I think it’s perfect. A message immediately comes that 10 minutes are given to complete, since the task is the largest. I'm still tense and in a hurry.
I quickly take out my lipstick and write the word whore on my pubic area. I’m trying to take a photo so that the face is behind the frame, it worked on the 2nd try.
I read task 4 and realize that I don’t have any paper at home. I take a picture off the wall and write the word whore on the back, stand in front of the lens and take a photo. I checked the photo, the face is a little visible, but not critical. Time is short, it will come.
Task 5. I take the toy out of the closet, quickly wash it and, without letting it dry, insert it into my pussy and take a photo. The toy easily enters me, I take a photo. The excitement is already maximum. The timer is under two minutes and there is still the first task left. I take out my bra, can’t find any panties from it, so I put it on in a different color. I stand in front of the phone and froze a little. Am I really going to remove the secret from my person now and this stranger will know me by sight? But the rush and storm of emotions overwhelmed me. And I take 3 photos, trying to make them a little erotic. Standing straight, I lean forward a little and in profile a little. I check, the face looks scared, but there is no time for reshoots, I send it.
Answer: well done, a real whore, worthy of my collection.
I involuntarily begin to stroke my pussy and there is a short pause. I just stroke myself until another message arrives 5 minutes later. I roll the dice, number 3.
Read the task:
Round 5:
1 = The last five pictures from your phone, not counting the ones you took in the game
2 = Photos of each your toy in your pussy
3 = Five full naked bodies with a face
4 = Go back and start the game again
5 = You're on all fours naked
6 = No luck! Complete all photos requested in all rounds
The first thought in my head is, I'll go for it. I can’t send such a photo to a stranger, and I can’t even to a friend.
I write quickly: please allow me to roll the dice again, please.
Answer: do it quickly bitch, you have 3 minutes!!!< br />This somehow depresses me and I start my photo shoot again. I stand naked in front of the phone and turn on multi-shooting and quickly start posing me, looking straight into the camera lens. After a minute, I think that’s enough and start removing the extra ones. I look at them and see myself, I look like a corrupt girl. Which turns me on even more. The timer has already rung, I didn’t have time, but I still send the photo with a comment, please forgive me, I was only 15 seconds late.
The answer comes: You lost. You worthless animal!
The chat disappears, it looks like I'm blacklisted. I’m trying to write to the Skype from which he called, there is no answer there either.
I have sadness and fear in my soul, I opened up completely, and he punished me for only being 15 seconds late.
For the first hour I felt very upset that he did this. I thought that now he would come back and write. But a day passed and he did not appear.
Enough time has passed, I don’t remember it often anymore, but one thing really bothers me. He wrote that everything that happens between us will remain between us as long as I play by the rules. I don't know if I broke the rules and I pray that my photo reports He didn’t leave the game anywhere.