#boy toy
“My dad is going to totally go mental when he sees the boots Jonas got 4 me. Mum is super jealous i feel like a pornstar”
Watch a girls eyes and you can catch the moment when she stops fighting and slips down into the submissive mindset. Then you can have anything.
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My boy begged me to post these screenshots of what he’s paid me today and write about how pathetic he is. How could I not?
Of course, he only did this after writing me multiple stories about how desperate he is for his colleagues’ cocks. I responded to him and told him how much that turned me on, and he was so fucking desperate that he asked to pay me for the privilege of sending me a picture of his pathetic excuse for a cock. I let him, even though it’s really not worth looking at.
He also begged me to leave him a voicemail while he’s at this professional conference. He asked for one of me laughing at him, but then, when I asked if he wanted me to say other mean things, as well, he jumped at the chance. He’s so eager for any attention from me. Of course, he paid me $50 for this voicemail. Maybe I’ll leave it for him. Maybe I won’t. Maybe I’ll make him pay me more.
Not only was he sending me these perverted messages while he was at a work conference, he got so turned on by me being mean to him and by paying me, that he had to go play with his dicklet in a public bathroom. What a fucking slut.
All of our exchanges became quite distracting, so I made him pay me and edge himself as punishment. He asked if there was any amount he could pay for the right to cum at the end. I told him there was not. Of course there wasn’t. It was a punishment. If I barely let him cum when we’re together having fun, I’m certainly not going to let him cum from a punishment edging.
I teased him throughout the day, including making random requests for money. I told him to say something humiliating in the message. I suppose “I’m a useless dirty whore and a Capitalist pig” is humiliating enough. It’s also just true.
Oh, and throughout all of this, including in the stories about his classmates, he kept talking about how he wanted to get pissed on. By the two men he’s staying with, and by me. What a filthy, disgusting little pervert.
Well, up until this line, this was at 375 words. Let’s make it an even 400 words and an even $100. How’s that, pay pig?
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I have a new job and a new apartment and the sun is coming out and I’m doing SO much better, mental health wise. I’m doing super well a New Job, and the place I just moved is literally a FIVE MINUTE WALK from work. So that’s my commute now. Yeah, be jealous.
Also, my boy is away at a conference this week(end), and I’m apparently starting to get my sex and kink drives back, because today we were sexting a bunch while I was at work.
See, I’m super in to him talking about how much he wants his classmates/colleagues to fuck him and humiliate him and use him. Right now he’s rooming with two of them, and there are only two beds, so they’re alternating who has to share a bed each time (which is totally the set up for a porn, right?!)
I had him send me a couple of stories about what he wished would happen and what he wanted them to do him, and the results were super hot. Also, he’s been paying me money and begging me for things like a voicemail of me laughing at him, but I’ll say more about that in my next post.
The fact that “boy toy” is actually a pretty common phrase/term. Being called “boyfriend” makes me feel happy and warm, being called “slave” turns me on but being called “boy toy” does both.
I want to be your possession, sure. But a prized possession… a fun possession. I’d love to be your toy and your boy.
This is really well put oh man.
Yes! Boy toy is an awesome term.
Plus, it’s a socially acceptable way to refer to a boyfriend type person, so you can total get away with calling him/being called a toy in non-kink public.
These 2 boy toys saw nothing wrong with being dressed like this. The ony thing that mattered is master was pleased with their outfits.
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