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2006-01-20

Fill Me-- by jessicablank Alicia saw the flash of metal, as her high heels clicked briskly across the subway platform from the train toward the stairs. Though she was in a hurry to get to work, she HAD to pause and stoop down to pick it up. Crouched near the ground, she could now tell it was a quarter -- and already her pussy was throbbing with the thought of what she was going to do with it. But just as Alicia's fingers were about to close on the coin, another hand snatched it away from her. A hand in a tattered knit glove. Attached to an arm in an even more tattered jacket. She looked up at the careworn face with the scraggly beard -- brown, with flecks of gray. "Please, Miss," he said. "Spare change? I haven't eaten in three days. " The man held out his left hand, palm upward. There was a sour smell, like he hadn't bathed in weeks. Alicia hesitated a moment. It was only a coin. But in the back of her mind, Master's voice echoed. Her nipples were suddenly so hard. She could not deny Master's command, His compulsion.

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She looked down at the scraggly man. He was hunched over, trying to look downtrodden as possible. "Please," Alicia said, "I need that quarter. " The panhandler looked her up and down. "Frankly, Miss, I need it more than you. " He continued to stand there, huddled, holding out his hand. Clearly hoping for sympathy. Hoping for more. Unable to think what to do, Alicia watched the man's face suddenly crumple, with an echo of an accusation. The image of the smooth, shiny quarter filled her thoughts, and she bit her lip. He started to turn away. "Wait!" she said. She opened her purse and rummaged in it for a moment. Then she pulled out a 20-dollar bill. "You can have this if you give me the quarter.

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" The man lifted his right hand, the quarter pinched between thumb and forefinger. His bloodshot, blue eyes stared up at Alicia, offering a fair exchange. His open palm twitched, the fingers wiggling -- beckoning her to drop the twenty into his hand. Purse tightly under her right elbow, Alicia reached out with her left hand -- palm upward in imitation of the beggar -- while her right hand brought the bill closer and closer to him. She felt, rather than saw, as he dropped his right hand -- pressing the coin into her palm -- and grabbed the twenty, then turned and walked quickly away, before she could change her mind. Her mind. "Cum!" she could hear in her mind. Her Master's voice. Alicia pressed her knees together, as her hand grasped the coin tightly. Eyes unfocused. Lids drooping. Waves of pleasure rippled through her body. * * * * * * "Hold, please!" Alicia trotted toward the elevator, her heels echoing in the hallway. Nobody moved, and the doors began to close. But she managed to slip a hand through the light beam, and heard all the passengers sigh with impatience as the doors opened again.

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She stepped in, turned back toward the opening, and said sweetly, "Twenty-four, please. " A tired-looking man, nearly squashed against the panel of buttons, pressed one of them, and looked up at the ceiling, waiting. There was a gentle chime, the doors closed, and the elevator began to rise. * * * * * * Alicia knelt on the floor, her mouth full of the taste of her Master's sperm. Swallowing in little droplets. Savoring the sweet, musky flavor. "Cum," Master commanded. And Alicia curled downward into a little ball, her face against the carpet, as the waves rolled through her one after another. "Cum, slave! Cum!" She whimpered, and moaned, her pussy pulsing, throbbing, dripping. She could hear snapping sounds as her cunt squeezed and opened, clenching on nothing. Smack! Smack! Smack! Like loud, smoochy kisses. Sloppy and wet. "Cum!" Master snapped his fingers. "Cum!" Another snap. "Cum!" And another.

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Alicia's hips pumped, trying to impale her empty cunt on the air. Her nipples rubbed into the carpet -- her only physical contact -- teasing her, tormenting her with its delicious roughness. "Cum!" Master commanded. His fingers snapped, an inch away from her face, and Alicia squealed, wiggling her hips. "Cum! Cum! Cum!" Her tongue flicked out, still coated with Master's jism, licking the air, licking the floor. Hoping to lick his fingers. Desperate to touch something! Flicking and licking the rough shag carpet. Aching to please. "Cum! Cum! Cum!" Alicia cried out, now, with every orgasm. Her hips bucked. Her eyes were tightly closed. Her nose and lips and tongue rubbed back and forth, up and down, on the rug -- while her hands hung limply at her sides. "Cum! Cum! Cum! -- SLEEP!" Master's command sent Alicia into a deep trance. Every time He hypnotized her like this, every time He forced her into orgasm after orgasm, she became more and more dependent upon Him. More and more eager to please.

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She couldn't even remember what conditioning He imposed on her, after sending her into this deep level. She only remembered waking up, gazing into His eyes, sucking on His thumb while His fingers held her chin in His hand. Still kneeling on the floor, she was upright now, her hands cupping her own breasts, the nails of her thumbs and forefingers digging deep into the nipples. * * * * * * She remembered the before-time. The vibrators -- so many different kinds! And madly stroking her clit with her fingers, while Master forced her into orgasm after orgasm. She'd given up counting. Some days it had seemed like cumming made her want to cum again. Instantly. For hours and hours. And then Master had started withholding the vibrators, forbidding Alicia to touch herself. Master held the vibrator in front of Alicia's eyes. Forcing her to watch, listen to it buzz. Shiny and metallic. She found it hard to focus on it. The shiny metal seemed to shimmer in the air.

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It seemed to have no solid surface. "You can feel it on your clit, can't you, slave?" Master teased. "You can feel the long, thick shaft deep inside you. Filling you. Forcing your closer. . . and closer. . . " He told her to remember what it felt like, leaping over that edge, blissfully falling into one orgasm after another. She had to remember. . . and need it again.

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Need it so much. Desire it. Ache for it. "No -- no hands, little slave. Your arms are paralyzed. Remember the vibrator. . . the humming. . . The sensation of your pussy flowering open, then tightening around the shaft. So tight! So wet! So good!" He dangled a sparkly, shimmering crystal in front of her eyes. Watch the crystal. Watch the flashes of light.

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So close to another orgasm. Candles, and flickering flames. How long since she had cum? Hours? Days? She wanted it so badly. Long walks in the park, watching the afternoon sunlight flickering off the surface of the lake, while Master talked to her. Softly. Gently. She couldn't remember what about. But her pussy was on fire. Wearing no panties under her skirt, Alicia's legs grew wet as her juices trickled down between her thighs. Master held her hand -- both hands, together behind her. As if they were bound there, handcuffed. His firm, gentle grip made her arch her back, thrusting her breasts up and forward. They wanted so much to be fondled. Squeezed. Her nipples burned as hot as her pussy.

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Finally, she was so desperate, his word was enough. "Cum!" He commanded. The waves of pleasure were tiny, at first. Kneeling, sitting on her heels, Alicia pushed her hips forward -- closing her eyes, riding the gentle sensations that only made her want more. Her downfall, of course. More and more, Master's commands to cum drove her into orgasms that passed mere ecstasy, and became almost religious experiences. She no longer had any choice, any resistance. Master's command to cum was like holding her breath and being commanded to breathe. She HAD to obey -- and feel like her life centered on Master, on His commands, on His ownership of her body and mind. Her pussy was always so wet. And always -- always -- so empty! The need to be touched, to be filled -- to be FUCKED -- had begun to overwhelm her. To occupy Alicia's thoughts more and more -- even as she came helplessly at nothing more than Master's command, the tone of His voice, the desire to please Him! * * * * * * "Very good, slave," Master whispered gently, as Alicia continued to suck his thumb, lick his palm. "You have been a good girl. " She shivered at those words, and pinched her nipples tighter. "How do you feel?" His question was tender, caring.

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Alicia looked up into His eyes, so deeply in love with Him. His thumb teased her lips, caressing them, letting her suck and release for another caress around her mouth. Suck and release. "Is there anything you want, slave?" "Something in my cunt, Master? Please?" The emptiness between her legs seemed to have been there forever. Hours of orgasm at Master's command was driving her into delicious insanity, helpless dependence. But she ached to have something inside her pussy. "Something in your cunt, slut?" Master's tone clearly indicated that He disapproved. Then His look changed, and His eyes flicked around the living room for a moment, searching. His gaze fell upon something on a small table, and He smiled, wryly. "Fetch me a stone from the little table fountain, there, slave. A small one. " Alicia turned, and crawled to the fountain, uncertain what to do next. "With your hand, Alicia. I don't want you hurting your teeth," Master chuckled. "A small one.

Nice and smooth. " She reached into the shallow dish, and pulled out a round, black stone. Oblong, about an inch in length. Dark gray, and polished smooth, so that it was almost shiny -- even without the water. She turned again, and crawled back to Master, the stone in her right hand. "Sit on your heels and spread your legs," He commanded. As Alicia did so, Master commanded, "Now, push the stone up into your pussy. " Alicia's pussy was wet and dribbling. The stone slipped in easily. In fact, she was so wet, the stone quickly slipped out again, and dropped onto the floor, coated with her juices. "That won't do, slave. I want you to KEEP that stone in your pussy. " * * * * * * Twenty-fourth floor! The elevator doors opened, and Alicia walked dazedly into the hallway. She glanced at her watch. Still five minutes till nine o'clock.

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If she hurried. . . Alicia walked into the women's restroom and set her purse down on the sink. She retrieved the quarter from her purse, along with the small bottle of antibacterial soap she always carried with her. Turning on the water, she rinsed the quarter. Then she opened the bottle and applied a single drop of the soap to the coin, and washed it. So little time! She capped the bottle and put it back in her purse, then quickly trotted to a stall and locked herself in, holding the wet quarter in her left hand. Inside, Alicia hung her purse over the coat hook, then stood with her legs as wide apart as she could, inside the cramped space. She lifted the front of her skirt, rolling it and tucking it, so it stayed up near her waist. She pushed down the front of her pantyhose, and her panties, and the thick pad -- just far enough to expose her pussy. Even thrusting her hips forward, she could barely see the clip. It looked like a large, shiny hairpin -- pretty and gold-plated. Slid down from the top, with the loop just around her hard clit, the clip held her inner labia tightly together. Holding everything inside.

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* * * * * * "Little objects," Master's voice commanded. "Small. . . round. . . hard objects. " He caressed Alicia's cheek, and she shuddered with ecstasy at the contact. Her eyes closed, languidly, then opened again. Gazing up at Him. "You need them in your pussy. You need them to cum. " Master's thumb slipped into her mouth, its salty taste mixing with the creamy taste of His cum, that she still swallowed drop by delicious drop. Deeper and deeper.

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"As many as you can find. " She heard His voice in her mind, gently speaking, programming her. So easy to remember the timbre of Master's voice. The taste of His sperm. So hard to remember the actual words. . . * * * * * * Alicia held the loop in her right hand and slid the clip upward, just enough to open her pussy a little. Just enough to slide the quarter inside. She had to push -- she could hear it "scrunch" against all the other things inside there. Looking down, she could see the time on her watch. Getting late! She quickly pushed the clip back downward again, stifling a moan as her fingers grazed her clit. No time! No time! She quickly pulled up her panties and hose, pulled down her dress and straightened it. Grabbed her purse and shot out of the stall, walking briskly out the restroom. No time to wash her hands.

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Absentmindedly, she lifted her left hand to her mouth, and licked her fingers clean, tasting her own juices -- just as she walked through the front door of the office where she was a paralegal. She waved "hi" to Gloria, the receptionist, then click-clicked to her desk. She sat down just as the clock reached nine, and opened her desk drawer to put her purse away. "Good morning, Alicia!" She nearly jumped at the voice of her boss, Mr. Philips. "Do you have all the papers ready for Mr. and Mrs. Miller to sign?" Flinching had pushed the clip so the loop was firmly pressed against her clit. Alicia had to struggle to look up at Mr. Philips' face -- and not down at his crotch -- as she answered, "Yes, Mas. . . Mr. Philips!" "Conference room four," Mr. Philips said.

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He smiled, then turned and walked away. Alicia pushed her hips back, and spread her legs a little, pressing her crotch into the office chair. The clip shifted upward again. So she could think. She unlocked the file drawer and pulled out the Miller papers, just as her cell phone rang. She looked at the caller ID and felt the world drop away from her. Master was calling. She pressed the button and held the phone to her ear. "Yes," she said. Almost a whisper. The only word she could say. The only word she could think. She waited to hear Master's voice. "Did you add anything to your pussy this morning, slut?" He asked. "Yes," Alicia replied, carefully choosing her words.

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"A quarter. " "Cum!" Master commanded. * * * * * * "How many things did you put in your pussy today, slave?" It had become a daily ritual. Sometimes, even several times a day. Master would ask how many things were in Alicia's cunt. And if He liked the answer, He would command her to cum. But if He didn't like the answer, He would withhold her orgasm. He would tease and torment her with how many more objects she needed to push into her cunt. And later He would ask her again. Alicia constantly found herself looking for more objects, new objects, to shove into her pussy. She felt so packed. So full. So heavy between her legs. She had to wear a thick pad all the time, because her pussy was constantly dripping. Always aroused.

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The clip held it all inside -- all but the moisture. All the little things. The coins. The marbles. More smooth stones. Master had been so pleased when she said twenty-four things, let her cum -- and demanded thirty. Pleased with fifty things, let her cum -- and demanded sixty. When she walked, she could feel them scrunching together with every step. Keeping her constantly stimulated. Constantly wet. So very full. Putting on her make-up this morning, she'd decided the lipstick was a shade she no longer needed. Winter was turning into spring. Time for lighter colors. The lipstick case soon found itself up her pussy.

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Wedged tightly next to the other lipstick cases.

And the keys. And the ballpoint pens. And the candles. Candles got so warm and soft, up inside her cunt all day. Alicia found they stuck to everything else, squeezing into tiny spaces between the objects. Making them all come out in a big lump, when Master commanded her to remove them. For washing. For cleaning. She felt so empty without all those objects inside. Master's objects. Filling her. Packing her so full. Stretching her pussy bigger and bigger every day. Unable to cum, unless Master deemed her full enough.

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Unless she was stretched so full, she was ready to burst. Her pussy clenched on the objects, scrunching them together. "Cum! Cum! Cum!" Master's voice. Master's objects in her cunt. Master's cock in her mouth. Pumping. Filling her mouth. But never so tightly, so deliciously as He filled her cunt! * * * * * * Alicia had been well trained. Sitting in her office chair, in full public view, she showed no overt sign that waves of irresistible orgasms were cascading through her mind and body. Even her breath continued to be slow and steady -- though, if someone listened closely, they might notice a tightness, a strict control of her breathing that belied the outward calm she exhibited. Alicia's pussy squeezed down around all the tiny objects in her pussy, and she felt them scrunching and clicking together as they shifted position. The muscles in her anus pulled upward, tightly -- as if trying to suck her panties up inside her. And if one looked really closely, they could see her pupils dilating wide, as she stared into the space just above her desk. "Thank you. Goodbye.

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" Hollow. Almost toneless. It was what Alicia had been trained to say. It was so automatic, she was halfway down the hallway, carrying the Miller files, before she realized she had hung up her cell phone. * * * * * * Alicia gazed up into Master's hypnotizing eyes as she reached into her pussy, pulled out the next object. Wet and shiny with her juices. She held it up to her mouth, and licked it clean, then dropped it into the bowl. A big, ceramic mixing bowl from the kitchen. CLINK! A marble. So smooth and round. "Twenty-six," she counted, licking her lips. "Cum!" Master commanded. Alicia spasmed, her throat emitting little squeals. Her hands were both in mid-air, aching to squeeze her nipples, stroke her aching clit. She looked up into empty space.

Into Master's eyes. Mouth open. Ready for His cock. Always ready for His thick, dripping cock. * * * * * * Alicia entered the conference room, with the papers from the file. Though she was dressed professionally -- even conservatively -- Alicia could tell Mrs. Miller couldn't wait for her to leave. Mr. Miller, on the other hand, smiled at her, like he wished she'd stay. Master had explained it had something to do with pheromones -- scents from Alicia's skin that signaled she was available for sex, and VERY willing. She had no control over them, and her body exuded them, twenty-four hours a day. Of course, neither Mr. nor Mrs. Miller had any way of knowing, that Alicia was only REALLY available to be used by Master. As she walked out the door, Alicia looked back at Mrs.

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Miller. Finally, the old broad had smiled -- glad to see her depart. Alicia imagined what Mr. Miller would be doing later tonight, placating his wife, while fantasizing about Alicia's round ass and long legs. She resolved to beg Master's forgiveness for thinking about anybody but Him -- even indirectly. The objects in her pussy scrunched together as she walked down the hallway, thinking about being punished by Master. Almost craving it. * * * * * * "Rinse them off, slave," Master commanded. "And then return here. " Alicia crawled toward the bathroom, pushing the bowl in front of her. She would only be allowed to stand when she got inside, when she left the hallway. * * * * * * "Now, open your mouth, slave. " Alicia knelt before Master. The bowl of objects in front of her, His thick, delicious cock rubbing against her drooling lips. "Suck!" He commanded, "and push all the objects back inside -- one by one!" As she sucked, Master looked down on her, and watched as she inserted each object, pushing it as far up into her pussy as she could.

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"Cum!" He commanded, as each item plopped inward, between her wet nether lips. She finished by pushing the clip down, over her clit, squeezing those lips together, tightly. So full. * * * * * * Riding the subway home, Alicia tried to remember what she had done today. All she could think about was the objects she had been compelled to squeeze into her over-stuffed pussy. A rubber eraser. A white-board marker. She lifted one hand, as if to adjust her hair, crossing right over left -- but it was really so her forearm would brush against her right nipple. She shuddered. * * * * * * "Seventy-two. " CLINK. Alicia dropped a penny into the bowl. The last of her "loose change. " She was empty, now. "Cum!" Master commanded.

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Alicia shivered and cried, the waves overtaking her. One orgasm for every object. She felt exhausted, used-up -- and still craved more. She sobbed and panted, tears running down her face, her lips in a grimace of subjugation. Perhaps even pain. Her mind was blank, not anticipating, only obedient. "Are there any more?" Master demanded. Alicia pushed her hand deep into her wet cunt, swirling the fingers around and probing, looking for any tiny little item still remaining that she might have forgotten. Her fingers emerged shiny, covered with a thick coating, globs of her own lubrications. She licked her juices off them, one by one, shaking her head, looking up at Master. There was nothing more. No more objects. No more resistance. No more desire -- except to obey. She found she could not say the "N" word, and replied, "There aren't any more, Master.

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I am empty. " Her hand fell to her side, and she panted, breathing deeply. No longer anticipating the command to rinse the objects and return. So tired. So horny. Aching for Master's command to cum again. So tired, wrung out. "Have you learned your lesson, slut?" Master stepped forward, and teased her, rubbing the tip of His cock over her lips, her nose, her cheeks. His cock felt so warm. So firm, and soft. The musky smell of His skin made her eyes want to close. Alicia could no longer remember what the lesson was. Only that she must obey Master. Obey Master. Obey Master.

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She said the only word she could think of: "Obey. " She gazed up into Master's eyes, while His cock wove back and forth over her face, covering one eye then the other. "Good girl," Master said. Alicia shivered and whimpered at the trigger. Unable to look away from Master's eyes. Worshiping, aching for Him. Waiting for a command -- any command. "Give me the bowl," Master commanded. For a moment, Alicia wasn't sure what He meant. Then she remembered the bowl of objects, still wet with her saliva, licked clean of her pussy juices. Of course! She would give him anything. Anything. She reached down to the floor and picked up the bowl, lifting it up toward Master like an offering to a god. He took the bowl, and set it aside on the nearby table. "Now, slave, remember what it felt like, to be so full.

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So full, your pussy was about to explode. To tear itself apart. " Alicia felt the now-familiar sensation of being stuffed to bursting, the scrunching of the many little objects in her pussy. "No more objects," Master commanded. "I want your cunt empty. Do you understand, slut?" Alicia nodded her head, looking up at Master. His cock had a bead of pre-cum at the tip, that she ached to lick. "Empty, like your little head -- but now, you ALWAYS feel full -- just like you still had all these objects inside you. " The slave's gaze slipped past Master's cock, looking into nowhere -- seeming to see her own cunt, packed and stuffed with stones and marbles and coins. . . "Being full and empty drives you crazy. Being full and empty makes you so horny. Being full and empty makes you want to obey. Wanting to obey.

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. . makes you want to cum! Do you want to cum, slave?" Alicia's pussy felt so tired. So raw. So full. . . or was it empty? She could no longer tell the difference. She couldn't help herself. She looked up at Master, her eyes pleading. . . and nodded her head. "Cum!" Master commanded. Over and over and over again, while He stuffed His cock in her mouth and made her suck.

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"Cum! Cum! Cum! Cum!" And as Alicia's mind dropped deep into sub-space, she felt so blissfully full. Or empty. Mouth so full. Cunt so empty. Cum. . . cum. . . cum. . . Mind so empty. .

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. Cum. . . cum. . . cum. . . If her lips hadn't been stretched around Master's warm, thick cock, Alicia would have smiled with joy. She closed her eyes, and did the two things she COULD do, so very well. Suck. . .