My Master had been gone for over a half a week. On his business trip (that’s what he called them anyway, but you all know I’m not fool, he was out hunting other sluts to bring home). I knew when he came home, he’d be tired, and cranky from the long drive, and, of course, horny as hell. I laid there in bed, playing with myself, getting my self all warmed up and dripping wet, ready for his use when he walked into the bedroom…just the way he likes it. I knew he’d be home any minute.

So there I am, just hangin’ out at the TBX sorority, home of the Bimbo Cheerleaders (of which I am proudly one), having a beer and chattin’ up some guy from Europe who kept complaining about how tired he was. It wasn’t terribly busy that night, but there were a couple of people mulling about. I had entered a contest they are holding. A blowjob contest. The sister with the most votes wins something. I’m not certain what though, I’m sure the announcements said what it was, but hey, contest for giving blowjobs, well, all I need to win is bragging rights and I’m there!

I have heard about them, and I have seen them around in SL, but I hadn’t really had anything to do with them. I’m talking about furries. Furries are avatars which are animals with human characteristics, or humans with animal characteristics – I don’t really know which, and frankly it doesn’t really matter.

Here’s the sitch: My Master was offline, and when He is offline, I am allowed to roam and play as I wish. I was over at the CumDumpster kneeling in the bukkake circle, waiting for men to show up and shower me with their cum. I love the bukkake scenes. Groups of men standing around jacking off while I sit in the middle with my mouth open and waiting for their load to be spewed in my mouth, over my face and tits. It is so hot and sexy. Being objectified like that really turns me on.

I was wondering around the Hard Alley School for Girls Gone Bad, wearing my new cheerleader outfit, when one of the Abusive Guards caught me.

“Hey!”, he demanded “do you have a pass miss?”

“Well, like, yeah, of course” I said, hoping I could just slide by this one time.

“Why don’t I believe you? Where are you coming from?” He was very stern, and I think he was already pissed off, so there really wasn’t going to be much of a way out that I could see.

“The…uhm…doctor?” I replied.

“Uh huh..and where are you going?”

“Like – duh – to class?”

It’s been way long since I wrote anything here. And even longer since I have actually been in SL for more than just a couple of minutes. Seems every time I log on, something comes up to make me log off and take care of it. Case in point… I’ve been writing this little thing for almost an hour. Too much, too fast and just not enough me to go around (and I don’t mean that in a good way either *wink*).

But, just to keep things going a little bit, here is an old picture I ran across today. It was one of the first blow jobs I ever gave in Second Life. It was in the gym at Hard Alley Detention School for Girls Gone Bad (I know, what a hell of a long title).

Fuck, I don’t have the SLURL for it right now, but I’ll try my damnedest to get it and edit this (and put it on my SLURLS list). <– DONE!!!!