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Why Do I Put Myself Through This? Just Because...

There is torture, and then there is torture. I know when you hear the word, some if not most of you associate it with something bad. The torture I'm gonna talk about today took place last night in Princess Grace's Tease Time chat, and this type of torture is anything but bad.

The recipe goes like this:

1. Place assorted strokers and sissies in a chatroom (including 1 pet who has been in lockdown for 55 days).

2. Add in 1 helping of Ms Grace, the most Mindfuckingest, CockTeasingest Mistress ever... The Stroke Princess Herself, and mix thoroughly, allowing strokers and sissies to overheat and melt.

3. Stir well.

4. Let this mix sit and bubble for 1 hour.

5. Remove Stroke Princess.

6. Watch strokers and sissies want and need Ms Grace desperately for another week.

Easy, huh?

Well, there are some areas that were easier than others.

When Princess came into chat last night, She brought with Her a shiny new MP3 that She had just recorded that afternoon. What made this MP3 special was that this happened to be one of Princess' own personal fantasies! It was called appropriately, "Princess Grace's Fantasy" , and everyone in chat was encouraged to go listen to it. I've been through this exercise before and I knew that after listening to it I would be a basket case all over again, so I tried to wiggle out of listening to it by asking Princess if it might make me too squirmy again, and that maybe I should just wait. No dice..

"No... go listen!" ::giggles::

And so I did. This is where the torture part comes in, but even though Her voice and the visual images it created were driving me crazy, it was still the good kind of torture. This was one HOT fantasy! I'd do ANYTHING to be in the shoes of the person under Her desk! I'll bet all of the rest of you would too, if you don't lie! After I was done listening, I sorta poured myself back into the chatroom.

Once I came to my senses enough to be aware of things that were going on around me, I noticed that Shrimpington was wearing a heavy sweater. I thought that was kind of odd until he explained that it was the only way he could get a hug from Princess Grace. Seems She can't quite get past having those 147 pointy feet of his sticking into Her magnificently round, luscious, voluptuous, gorgeous, scrumptious, (Princess slaps jem) heaving breasts, and so She made the little shrimp cover his pointy feet with the sweater. It seemed to work, because he got a hug out of Her, which made everyone else jealous to the point of wanting to throw the shrimp on the barbie.

Princess then began working Tease Me For Cash. This probably kills him, and must create fallout with the rest of the chatters too. I know it does me, and I can't be the only one, because I find myself squirming while I keep crossing and uncrossing my legs just listening to Princess in Her relentless teasing of him.

Billybear was back from his trip, and he continued to lobby for Princess to keep me locked up forever, and he also can't wait to see Her start using that damn traffic cone as a part of my training.

Pantysue was in the room as well, and informed Princess that the first part of Her castle was just about ready. Pantysue is not only on Blue Pill Therapy, but also Ginger Therapy, and before Princess could get any ideas, I thought it best to tell Princess about my horribly painful ginger allergy. I think She bought into... ermmm... I mean... understood that this was a very serious medical condition that I have here.

The subject of vampires came up somehow, and Princess was telling us how much She enjoys reading those vampire novels of Hers. It's also a very yummy fantasy if you ask me. When Krissi asked Princess if She saw a particular vampire movie, Princess said that She didn't like the vampire movies that are bloody, but likes the ones better where the vampires are lusting after each other and everybody else during the whole movie. Go figure!

Well, that's all I can remember from the chat, but after Princess left the room, leaving me in my usual mumbling and drooling state, I actually did go to listen to Her new MP3 once more before I wandered off to bed. Yeah, I know.. why do I do it to myself? It's because I love being tortured and mindfucked by Her. I think you do too.

Remember, not all torture is bad!

I wuv's my Stroke Princess, bunches and bunches! Thanks for the wonderful evening, Mistress!

little bitchass