We have an appetite. We are insatiable. Not only do we have a more than healthy craving for conquest and power,… We hunger for recognition, yearn for attention, desire affection, and lust.
We lust.
Our Carpathian Queen, our unholy union, the commodities of wedlock have kept us satisfied. We have eaten from just one plate and licked both lips and fingers. Yet, satisfied as we may be, we’re left with our thirst for conquest.
We are not one to break a vow and would never invade the realm of physical adultery. No matter what’s cooking, or brewing. But by looking at and fantasizing about we don’t break any rule of conduct. We dare say more, it’s our God given right. We hate that expression, let there be no mistake, WE are both Alpha and Omega. We acknowledge Him, envy the size of his flock and eagerly await the day He acts upon our challenge… or accepts our Facebook invite.
Aaah, the internet.The seducing temptation of virtual mischief, the source… and not just ours. Man’s desire for adult entertainment has made the internet into the marvel we now use on a daily basis.
Would we really pay up to 50$ per month just to network and watch the misses play Flash-Tetris? We don’t think so. You’d be licking stamps and watching Betamax movies.
We’re not fond of porn, it’s a tool, a means to numb the masses. It leaves nothing to the imagination. We also disapprove of seeing our women handled by lesser creatures.
Something we are very fond of though are camgirls. Aggreed, visiting such a service, it is never easy to separate the trash and clutter from the pearls, relying on just visual data. Sometimes though, it is worth every penny.
I always register as “Ex”, always wary and thus protecting our anonymity. We have decided to call her “Angel”.
[Ex] Hi sweety.
[Angel](Annoyed) Fitting name, asshole. Get out and leave me alone!
At this point we hesitated. As a paying customer we were a bit shocked about her flagrant disregard for customer care. And she had no way of knowing that we like to be submissive every once in a while. Maybe that’s her thing, we decided to play along, whatever sails her boat. We had no idea about what was coming.
[Ex] I’m sorry…
[Angel] (furious) Sorry? Sorry?!? You’ve got some nerve! After what you did. I never want to see you again, you son of a bitch!
At this point she was both typing and looking straight into the webcam screaming obscenities giving us both close-up of her face and the finger. That’s when we noticed the tears in her eyes. We sighed.
[Ex] I know I can be a real jerk. But there’s just so much going on right now, I tend to lose track of what’s important. Please forgive me. Deep down I hope you realize how much I love you.
[Angel](calmed down and a bit stunned) …
[Ex] What about all the stuff we talked about. Growing old together, starting a family. Don’t tell me you want to throw all that out of the window. I can’t imagine and don’t want to think about a life without you. Please talk to me.
[Angel] I… I’ve never seen you this emotional. This is so unlike you. You keep amazing me.
[Ex] I know honey, I’m not good at expressing how I truly feel, but please, bare with me.
I really love you, baby. I don’t want to lose you.
[Angel] You’re so sweet. I love you too.
…
[Ex] I really have to go now. I’m already running late.
[Angel] Shouldn’t you have been at work at like an hour ago?
[Ex] Yeah… I know Love you babe.
[Angel] Love you too, I’ll call you tonight!
…
That’s when we logged off.
…
We hope that he, whoever he is, played his cards right…
She had the makings of an amazing lay, maybe we should have given her OUR number before logging off.
Sitting on our throne we have decided to spend what is left of today wondering… Nuts?
Ex Aequo
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