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« on: December 16, 2007, 11:02:38 AM »

Not really needing to be completed, but it didn't fit in anywhere else either, so what the hell.  If anyone feels like contributing either continuation or other entries, that'll be groovy.  Really this is just a dispatch from the fevered brain of Quixote, as mentioned elsewhere, a sufferer of porn ADD ...

(P.S.  Regarding the discussion of audio recordings, if this were a lot longer, wouldn't it make a fun thing to record with one male voice and one female?)
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« Reply #1 on: December 16, 2007, 11:06:34 AM »

Diary Entries From A Cruel World

Privilege: John -
It was my birthday.  Happy birthday to me.  I knew that the boys had something special lined up for me at school, but I had to stop by dad's office in the morning.  I had slept in too late, so I was hurrying.  When I breezed into his office it was funny.  He had his cute secretary bent over the desk, skirt up and panties around her ankles, giving her a caning.  I told him hi and we chatted while he finished her caning.  I got hard watching and dad said I could ease the pressure if I wanted and she was crying but she said she would be happy to worship the birthday boy's cock but I thought I would save it for school and I had the party later to think about as well.  So dad gave me this present and it was amazing.  He had a little booklet with a single naked photo of every woman who worked for him, and the wife of every married man who worked for him.  He told me to pick out my birthday present and she would be my date to my birthday party.  And he winked.  At school I was so excited.  I showed my friends the booklet and they all thought it was great and we celebrated my birthday by dragging six girls out of the hallway and into the locker room for a little pre-party party and the guys made each girl strip for me, one after the other, and I gave each one 17 birthday spanks on the ass in honor of the day and then they all had to take turns sucking me off and I sprayed on their faces and then the real orgy started.  After a while, we all just sat around and had the girls crawl around on the floor, licking and sucking our cocks and balls for a few minutes at a time before making them swap around, and we all looked through dad's booklet, trying to decide who I should fuck.  It was tough.  There were a lot of prime cunts in there, and some seriously nice tits to compare.  But in the end, I made my selection, and called dad.  Later that night, at the party ...

Work: Sarah -
Today was hard.  The shoot was rough.  I hate shooting gangbangs.  I wish dad and my stepmom would let me take a vacation.  This schedule is killing me.  My ass feels like it got fucked by a train.  The guys today were scary.  There was one huge black guy who rammed me like a motherfucker.  And my throat still feels so sore from all the blowjobs.  I did so many double and triple penetrations and I just feel so sore and exhausted.  It's not like I want to stop completely.  Stepmom says I mustn't disappoint my fans and end up going from pornstar to street-whore, but still, just a little rest for my poor cunt.  Even a shift to some regular one-on-one scenes would do me good.  I tried to ask my stepmom about it but she told me, after she was done caning my tits and I had done some serious begging and apologising, that the rough stuff pays better and that they need the money.  Oh well.  At least the next shoot isn't until the weekend.  Sigh.  I wish I didn't have so much homework to get done for school tomorrow...

Deal: Robert -
Today was great.  I finally sprung the trap on her.  It's so funny.  This is like the stories I read on the internet, but I would never have believed a bitch could really be that dumb.  I presented her with the evidence of how much money she's been stealing from the company, and even though I knew it meant prison for her, and that I could pretty easily cover it up with money from my own pocket, I still can't believe she actually wanted to try to "work something out".  What a fucking cliche.  I told her it wouldn't be how she thought it would be.  I said I didn't want to get caught, and it would take more than fucking.  I can't believe she fucking went for it.  I actually got that bitch on her knees, sucking my cock while I tugged on her nipples like I was trying to pull them off.  She was crying and squealing around my cock and when I came I told her that it would be like that but worse.  Her pain as well as my pleasure.  She said she couldn't go to jail.  She said the same thing when I offered her another chance to change her mind after a long, hard, pussy spanking.  Jesus Christ!  This is the best thing that's ever happened to me.  I'm so excited...

Training: Tina -
Day two of my second week of training, and last week already feels like a pleasant dream compared to this.  Last week was bad enough, punishment area - my poor spanked and caned and whipped ass, skill area - my pussy, learning how to use it to please his cock in every position, learning to fuck him just how he likes it.  This week the skill area is my mouth and my throat feels like I've been drinking gasoline from all the throat-fucking.  I'm sure that will get easier though as I get used to being fucked in the mouth and down my throat.  But the new punishment area is my poor chest.  I've always had such sensitive tits, especially my nipples, and it's so hard to learn not to scream when he puts the mean clamps on them.  Today he caned my tits too.  I really don't know how I'll stand it for much longer.  Tomorrow I think he'll hang me by my tits.  God have mercy.  I can't stop crying.  I know next week my skill area is bound to mean him slamming his dick into my ass.  The thought makes me sick.  Part of me can't wait for the punishment area to be anything but my poor swollen tits, but the thought that keeps me up at night (along with the leftover pain) is that next week's punishment area might be my pussy.  Sweet Jesus.  When I close my eyes, I can imagine him smiling as he puts a clamp on my clit.  Somebody save me ...
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« Reply #2 on: December 16, 2007, 06:09:29 PM »

Not really needing to be completed, but it didn't fit in anywhere else either, so what the hell.  If anyone feels like contributing either continuation or other entries, that'll be groovy.  Really this is just a dispatch from the fevered brain of Quixote, as mentioned elsewhere, a sufferer of porn ADD ...

(P.S.  Regarding the discussion of audio recordings, if this were a lot longer, wouldn't it make a fun thing to record with one male voice and one female?)


The recording idea still sounds good.
Don't see where these need much work, but others might be nice.
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« Reply #3 on: December 31, 2007, 08:41:58 AM »

I might try to write a huge number of diary entries like this as a story for the RPP site proper.  Slightly tempting ...

If anybody wants to give me some one-sentence suggestions, that might encourage me. 

Shameless trawling for support never gets dull for me.  Strange.
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