She hovers the curser over the send button, her mind in turmoil. She knows she has to send him something, and she knows he will want something like she has written, something in the same style as her diary. And oh god her diary was just like this, it was what had got her into this position originally. And so she presses down on the mouse, clicking send, and watches as the email disappears as sent.
She tries to distract herself by checking her other email, a few messages from friends, some junk, just the normal, but she reads it all, anything to take her mind away from what she is really waiting for, his response.
It feels like forever, but suddenly a new message appears from him, and however much she hates herself, she quickly opens it up.
“Dear Annie, I am very impressed, withyour new diary entry. I believe you are slowly being honest with me, and therefore yourself. You know deep down Annie that you are that slut, that you do really want to do these things, not just suck off a young guy and taste their cum, to hear them tell you how dirty you are, I know you really do want to be fucked as well. And Annie, I am going to help you fulfil these dreams of yours. After all, I know so many of them, I’ve read your whole diary now, and it was such a good read.
So Annie, the real question is which of your many fantasies should we explore first? Maybe I will be kind and take it slowly, gently, after all, we have so much time don’t we.
So however much I would love to see you fulfil the fantasy of being used by dozens of men, all lining up to fuck you and be sucked by your dirty mouth, and to cum all over you
and inside you one by one, maybe that is too big a step for this time.
Maybe slow steps are needed, don’t you agree? I’ll make a little deal with you my lovely Annie, I will help you fulfil one of your smaller fantasies. In fact if there is any you wish to start with, just tell me and I will see what can be arranged. Or if you don’t have any favourite you wish to do first, I will pick from the many in this diary. Whichever way you wish it, one of them will come true soon for you, then your next diary entry won’t be a fantasy, but a reality.
Sleep on it Annie, and I look forward hearing tomorrow whether you have a favourite fantasy soon.
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