I pulled on some sweatpants and a tee shirt.I pulled on some sweatpants and a tee shirt. I put on my sneakers and walked swiftly out of my apartment and to the corner where the mailbox was located. My teeth were chattering. My penis was throbbing and begging for release. I opened the mail slot, held the envelope there for a few seconds and, with trembling hands let it slip from my fingers and into the box! It was done! I couldn't get it back! She would get my letter and all those photographs and my address and everything. She'd warned me that she would do EVERYTHING that I wrote in my letter, plus more! I ran back to my apartment. When I got inside I pulled my clothes back off and crawled naked into my bedroom. "Oh please, Mistress Donna!" I moaned over and over as my fist flew up and down my penis. My whole body shook. Finally my balls tightened. I felt beads of sweat on my forehead as I began an incredibly forceful ejaculation. I caught some of it in my hand but there was so much jism that it dripped down onto the rug. I squeezed off spurt after spurt as I exhaled loud breaths of air. Finally it was over. My body still shook with after-tremors, but it was over. I got up and grabbed a couple of tissues to wipe my hands and clean up the mess on the rug. I sat on the edge of my bed. I felt self-conscious sitting there naked so I tugged on some underwear and my sweats. I sat back down and held my head in my hands. "Oh my God... what did I just do!" I tried to think of a way to get the envelope back, or intercept it, but I knew it was too late. Donna would get that envelope. She'd read my letter, probably laugh at it. She'd see my pictures, each more disgusting than the one before, and each with my face clearly shown! She had my signature on the letter and my home address! I hugged my knees up to my chest and trembled... It was Monday night. "THE LETTER" Part 2 Two nights later I received a phone call. I had been on edge ever since I'd mailed the envelope, worrying about what might happen. When I answered the phone I heard a casual but firm woman's voice utter two words that shook me to the core: "Hello, slave. |