Chapter Six
Amanda Then & Now
Hi, I am Amanda. You already know what I look like. I am pretty, very pretty.
My parents never maried. I know my dad although I never talk to him. I do not
like my dad at all. In fact, I hate him! My mom does not make him seem very
nice either. He was killed in an auto accident five years ago. Both of us
were mentioned in his will. We have never been poor but things were better
after that accident. Good things happen to those who truly deserve it, my mom
always told me. She also told me many times, and still does, that I deserve
it more than anyone she knows except her. She giggles when she says that but
I know she means it. I am like my mom. I look like her, walk like her, talk
like her, giggle like her, and most important, I think like her. Hell, I could
have been cloned. I never needed a dad for anything except money. My mom taught
me what men are good for. Money and other uses to provide pleasure for pretty,
petite ladies. I have seen her use several too. I have used many of them. They
are so stupid, but trainable. I will not tell you my age when I used my first
man. My mom was pretty intoxicated and the man was drunk. He never remembered
what I used him for. He only knew he got sick, really sick. Neither of us cared.
My mom warned me not to bite him, teeth marks you know. She also told me that a
man's brains are in his testicles. To kick him there really hard and I would
understand. I did, more than once. I understood. He was such a whimp. She
said she was going to sleep, for me to use him. We sat him on the commode and
tied him there. She told me to give him a drink of whiskey every fifteen minutes
until I got tired of using him. Just drag him to his car when I was through.
He was a small guy. Pretty hard to drag but I did it. I just got him on the
lawn and left him. I used him alright. Well, he was on my toilet! What do you
think I used him for. We would not have had to tie him. He would have swallowed
everything willingly. He was despicable. I will always remember the look of
ecstasy on his face when I straddled him. He was in heaven as I lowered
my pussy to his open and waiting mouth. He wanted to be my toilet! Disgusting!
My toilet he was too! It is no wonder he got sick. He was even admitted to
the hospital. He drove himself there somehow. My mom and I have had some
good laughs about him. How could he ever have thought my mom was interested
in anything except using him. He was short, skinny, NO muscles, and ugly!
My mom is beautiful! He was fortunate to be used by us. He thought so too.
He was still calling my mom two years later. I wanted a repeat. Mom needed
to use a man so we used him again. I used others too of various ages. I quickly
grew to love it, addicted even. I am not happy unless I own, completely own, at
least one man.
I went to homecoming dance with a basketball player. I liked him, hell I thought
I was in love. Never again. I let him stick his thing in me. It hurt, I bled,
he was not even disturbed about that. It always happens the first time, he said.
He bragged that I was not close to being the first. Well he was not so cocky when
I put my knee in his crotch. When he bent over in pain, I gave him a chop to the
neck. He went down and I placed a few well aimed kicks to his body. He passed out.
I pissed all over him and went home.
Prom came, I went out with some other girls. Somehow we all ended up paired with
boys. All of us were drunk. I got date raped. Another bad experience. I do
not hate men now. I love them. After all that happened to me you would think
I had the right to hate them. I have the right. I can start hating them anytime
I please. My dad deserted me. Affections, not money. So I use men. Realy use
them. (This is my own psychoanalysis of me.) It is what they were put on earth
for. I am not nearly so good as my mom at training them but I will be even better!
I told my mom about Larry. She is giving me pointers and is so pleased with my
progress. She said when I tire of him to give him to her and she will finish
using him up.
I never made it to the mall. I went to see my mom, we stopped to get coffee
for mom at St. James. She came back out with a guy. She can really spot them!
He took us to a motel. THIS was his idea! We tied him up and used him. We used
him over and over. Mom had five orgasms on his face. She said it had been a
week. I asked her if she needed help getting a man to use. She laughted and
said no. I got off on his face twice. I was not that much in need and besides
I felt guilty about letting him lick my pussy. He was not as good as my Larry
anyway. I did not feel guilty about humiliating him though. That is another
misnomer. How can you humiliate someone while doing that which they want you
to do, no matter how gross and disgusting it is! He was begging us to untie
him but he did not really want to be untied. Everytime either of us squatted
over him he would open his mouth! Both of us did disgusting things to him.
I would not do that to Larry, not yet anyway. He would swallow that awful
stuff, vomit, and be ready to swallow more. We used him about six hours.
We untied him and mom told him to clean up that mess before he checked out.
We figured he would spend the night there. He was to sick to go far!
My mom and I really enjoyed using him together. It is more fun when you have
someone to enjoy the pleasures of life with. My mom and I love the use and
abuse of a man. My mom says it is not abuse, it can not be abuse if it is what
they want. She says so many want it to. I know that is true now. Poor Larry,
giggle, he will be so used! I wonder how long it will be before he realizes
I own him completely? I wonder how long it will be before he realizes he lives
to be used? Yeah, when will he finally know that his whole life is good only
for a woman to take one day at a time. And even though I am taking it,
sometimes doing horrible unspeakable things to him, his first thought everyday
will be about how he can please me or give me more pleasure. That fall where
my ass busted his lip was no accident. I did that on purpose. There was a
risk his teeth could have would cut my beautiful ass. If it had, I would
have been to sore to set on a commode. Guess where I would have sat? Yeah,
right!
I received 127 replies. I checked out Larry and knew he was the one. I never
met with anyone else. I may if I get to bored though. If mom needs one maybe
I will give one to her. She wants my Larry! I told her, "Like I am going to
do that"!
Training him will be a lot of fun. I have made progress far faster than I
thought was possible. I have him at the two week mark already. I was so
pleased with ME when he drink my pee. That was so easy. And the way he
worshipped my ass! I have plans for him! Between me and my mom, we will drain
him dry, use him up, and when we throw him away, he will not even care. Do you
think I am one of those, Manhaters? I know I am not. I love them.
Mom and I went shopping in a little town mall. We bought a few pretty nice
things. I only spent aabout four hundred on Larry's credit card. He won't
mind. That is nothing. I said good by to mom and returned home. I went to the
mall and to Victoria's Secret. I bought some eye candy for Larry. See how I
think of him. I will let him have these panties I am wearing. See, all of
the time I think of that guy! I spent five hundred there. Larry will love
me in them. My new bathing suit cost one eighty. But it is really beautiful
on me. I make it look so good. It is not a real bikini. It is two piece and
kinda modest. I bought it to take to Larry's. I look very sexy in it. You
know, modest but leaves the viewer wanting to see a lot more. Maybe I will
wear it when we walk on the beach tomorrow evening. It came with a cute
little jacket for when it gets colder too. The matching beach purse is so cute
on my little shoulder. I just know Larry will be as happy as I am with it.
He loves seeing me happy. I will make him really happy as he gives me lots of
pleasure. Giving me pleasure is what makes Larry happy! I also bought a couple
pantie/bra sets. They look so cute on me! I need to go pee. I wish Larry
was with me. I know, I thought, I will drive to his house and surprise him.
I will show him my new outfit too. When I got there there were no lights. I
huriedly remove my panties and put them in a plastic bag. I went pee in it too.
I placed it by Larry's front door. I want to watch him when he sees this!
I backed to the curb and turned everything off. I called him from my cellie.
He answered and I told him about the bag just for him. I watched him put my
pee soaked panties in his mouth. I am staying here tonight! I want more
pleasures. I pulled in his driveway.
"Hi slave", I greeted him. "Raise your garage door and I will drive in."
He rushed to the garage. I drove in. He ran, ran to my door! He opened it
and bowed down.
"Hi Goddess Amanda, I am so glad to see you. I have missed you terribly."
I straddled his back and put my arms around his neck. He place his hands under
my ass and raised up.
"Oh, there are packages in the car that I simply must have!"
Larry turned around and I reached inside to get my two bags. The Victoria's
Secret is the one he really noticed. He loves it when I shop there. He knows
it is really for his enjoyment. I am glad now that I had bought an outfit.
Larry carried me inside. I nibble on his ear. I think he is getting stronger
already. I giggled, (he loves it), and called him my big strong pony. I have
so much power over him already. I am going to let him carry me around before
I take him to bed to use for my pleasure. Larry will be used tonight.
