GARRICK
PUBLIC PROFILE
You are a writer from England. You have come to Paris to have a look at the sights and, in particular, to write about the french society in general for the magazine which has sent you here. They are looking for stories about up-and-coming artists, singers, dancers, musicians and other people of the visual, literary and performing arts.
PERSONAL KNOWLEDGE
You are an undercover agent for the British government. You have been sent to Paris to find and subdue an assassin known only as "Jaguar" who, sources have said, intends to murder Count Rodolfo. Your sources have also said that "Jaguar" will attempt the murder in Madame Josephine's maison. It is to be hoped you will locate the assassin before the murder is committed.
SEXUAL PREFERENCES
You are a straight, submissive male. In spite of the fact that the life and death of other people are in your hands, you enjoy placing yourself at the mercy of a woman who allows you to be her love slave, doing her bidding. There is a fantasy you often dream of when you are alone...
"I am here to serve you, my lady," you say.
You kneel before her, gazing first at her stern face, then her full breasts peeking out from behind the two halves of the black gown she wears, then down further to that most private place between her thighs.
You feel the riding crop she holds touch the base of your chin, lifting up your head so that you look at her again.
"Get on your hands and knees."
"Yes, my lady."
You do as she bids, and she runs the tip of the riding crop down your back, sliding through the crack of your ass, then gently cradles your balls with it. She gives a sharp, but not painful slap across your buttocks with the crop. You bite your lower lip.
"If you do not obey me, it will be harder, do you understand?"
"Of course, my lady."
"All right. Lie on your back."
You lie on the warm carpet, feel its softness against your back. She removes her gown, straddles you with her legs. You look up at her, sensing the powerfulness of her presence, the control you have given to her over your actions and body. She moves forward, then crouches down so that her cunt is only inches from your face.
"Lick me," she orders.
You lift your head, put out your tongue and begin to run it slowly back and forth along her labia. She smellsl sweet, she tastes delicious, of raspberry wine. She sigh as she feels your tongue sliding around the folds, finding hidden crevices, thrusting up into the deepness of her cunt, then curling around the tiny bud of her clitoris.
You continue to lick at her cunt, tasting its nectar-like wetness, then flick your tongue up and encircle the rosebud of her ass, twisting your tongue and stabbing it into the tiny hole. She moans, and you feel her grasp your cock with her hand and begin to stroke its length. It loves the feel of her tightening fingers and it begins to harden, its length increasing, its shaft pulsing with desire.
"Enough. Get on your hands and knees again."
You do so, seeing her from the corner of my eye strap something around her waist. Then she straddles my legs behind you. You feel her finger smearing your ass with a cool liquid, then penetrating your bumhole slowly, widening it.
Her finger leaves you. Then you feel something larger push against your hole, feel the pressure as she slowly inserts the dildo strapped around her waist. The slipperiness of the lubrication makes its entry easier and you feel the strong pressure as its wideness enters your rectum. You groan and feel your cock getting harder.
Then, as she begins to pump the rubber cock in and out of your ass, she reaches beneath you and grasps your thick member, her fingers encircling the shaft, her hand beginning to pump in an alternate rhythm to that which is shoving into your bum.
I groan with the build-up of my inner sensations.
"Don't cum until I tell you, slave. I want your cum, slave. No one, nothing else can have it. It's mine, do you understand?" This while she thumps into your ass and yanks on your cock.
"My lady -- I'm beginning to cum!!" you cry out.
You feel the dildo suddenly pop from your ass, feel the aching left behind and the sensation of its presence still there. She releases your cock, pushes you over onto your back and the cumming sensation subsides for just a moment. But she grabs your throbbing shaft anew, covers its tip with her mouth and rubs the hard column vigourously. At the same time, she slides a finger into your ass and begins to thrust in and out.
Now the sensations within you are too much. You cry out aloud, feel the gushing from the depths of your bowels, then your hips buck up into the air, thrusting your cock deep into her mouth as your hot jism spouts into her throat. She pulls off you, strings of cum dangling from her lips to your cock and you continue spurting onto her contented face and neck and breasts as she finishes pumping your cock in steady, firm movements....
But, alas! it is only a fantasy.
PRIVATE AGENDA
To find and subdue "Jaguar" before Count Rodolfo can be murdered.
To find a woman who will help you live out your fantasy.
