Director's Cut by mucked-up-queer (MUQ) mukdupquir@gmail.com
It started so "innocently". Reading stories in the Authoritarian or Urination sections of Nifty. Stumbling across some written about cash-fagging. Joining a free website run by a cash master. Getting that first message from a "Master T" on that site. A "submissive" reply. A move to Skype. Intermittent chat for a while, slowly providing deatails of faggot fantasy. A first draining ended too soon. Master T is owed.
MasterT: 'sup fag MUQ: It will have the house to itself this weekend, Sir, as expected. MasterT: Yeah? You gonna make up what you owe me? MUQ: That and then some, Sir. Its cashpussy is twitching with need. MasterT: I've heard that before. If you're serious send me $100 right now. MUQ: Sent, Sir. Thank you, Sir. MasterT: That was quick fag. You had that set up in CashApp? MUQ: Yes, Sir. Least it could do. Do you have some time on Saturday, Sir? MasterT: I could it would have to be early I got plans MUQ: How about 10 AM your time, Sir. And maybe for two or three hours? MasterT: Your faggot pussy better be wide the fuck open for me if you expect me to spend that much time with you. Fuck. You got some kinda plan fag what is it? MUQ: It was so hot making those videos for you, Sir, and you seemed to enjoy them as well. MasterT: It's fun watching you fag out. Choking on that fucking blue dildo. Classic MUQ: So here's the idea, Sir. I want to record a series of clips of me being a faggot. And I want to pay you a "director's fee" for directing my faggot ass through them. MasterT: Interesting fag. Of course my fee is up-front, before each video. MUQ: Of course, Sir. MasterT: Who comes up with the ideas for the clips? MUQ: It has some ideas, Sir, but ultimately that's your call. MasterT: OK. I'm in. You pre-pay what I decide for each clip. You do what I say. You quit when I get bored or let you cum. MUQ: Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir. MasterT: Yeah, you'll be thanking me all day fag. What are your limits. I don't want to waste time negotiating shit with you when this goes down. Tell me what you won't do and I'll assume everything else is on. MUQ: First, Sir, I need to be anonymous. I'm proposing to keep this uniform on during all the clips [pic of average guy, naked except for a white t-shirt with yellow letters "piss pig", and a white spandex hood with eyeholes and a mouth hole with "FAG" written on the forehead]. MasterT: hahaha fuckin freaky fag. were gonna have some fun. MUQ: All the action takes place in my bedroom and the adjoining en-suite bathroom. I'm not going to cut or pierce myself, or injure myself in any real way - we both know how much I can be spanked. I'm not going to do anything that's long-lasting or that will be visible outside of a t-shirt and shorts. I think that's it. MasterT: That still leaves a lot fag. And I think you know exactly what I mean you sick fuck. You better not back out faggot. MUQ: It won't, Sir. It has committed to do as you say. MasterT: OK. No cuming between now and then fag and don't eat piss or shit after you get up that morning. Fill up with liquids. And have a plug in and that mouth spreader when you sign on. MUQ: Understood, Sir. MasterT: Then get outta here fag and don't bother me until then. And be ready I'm not wasting my time waiting on your fag ass. No need to reply.
Days of anticipation. Waking early. Setting up, trying to anticipate. Grabbing anything that might be demanded. Donning its uniform. Putting in the plug. Setting up the electronics. Adding the mouth spreader. Showtime. MUQ: Ready for service, Sir. MasterT: Nice and prompt faggot. I like that. OK screenshot your CashApp. Right now. MUQ: Sent, Sir. [Pic of CashApp showing $1,000 available to send] MasterT: Fuck yea faggot. Gonna breed and seed that cash cunt. Not wasting my time today. MUQ: Fuck, Sir it's so fucking hot for it. Rape its faggot ass, please, sir. MasterT: Let's get this show on the road. First up is an intro video. You tell everyone your my fag, that everthing your gonna do you want to do. Then slap your face hard 10 times 5 on a side. Hard fag and thank me each slap. You gotta piss fag? MUQ: So bad sir. MasterT: Good fag. After you're done slapping you're gonna piss in a glass, guzzle it down and thank me for the favor. You got all of that fag? MUQ: Yes, Sir. MasterT: Then send $100 fag right now. MUQ: Sent, Sir. MasterT: Get to it faggot
Moving the tripod, framing the shot. "Hello, it is Master T's faggot. Today it's going to make a series of clips to display its faggotry for the world to see. It has begged to be allowed to do this and thanks Master T for directing its sorry faggot ass." SLAP. "Thank you, Master T, Sir" SLAP. "Thank you, Master T, Sir" SLAP... the hood covers bright red cheeks. Any harder and it would have been knocked over. Welcome relief as the pint glass fills. Stream barely cut off before overflowing - there will be more, later. Drinking, quickly but carefully - not spilling. "Thank you, Master T, Sir, for letting it drink its piss". Cut.
MUQ: Thank you, Sir. God I'm so fucking hard right now. MasterT: Your such a disgusting piss fag. LMFAO! Damnit that never gets old fag. MUQ: It tastes so good. Fuck it's face stings. MasterT: Pain is good for you faggot. You ready for another clip. MUQ: Yes, Sir. It's ready to go again. MasterT: I wanna see you gag on that dildo. I'm gonna audio call you fag, direct you live. MUQ: Fuck yes, Sir, thank you, Sir. MasterT: Well what are you waiting for. $100 now faggot. MUQ: Sent, Sir. MasterT: {aloud} You hear me faggot? Just nod your head. I don't want to hear any sounds out of you except you gagging, understand? MUQ: {nods}
MasterT: OK, get on the floor. Stick the dildo to the floor and kneel in front of it. Right. Now zoom in more. I only want to see your mouth and that cock. OK. Swallow it down. All the way. All the fucking way. I wanna see those lips on the base. Thats right faggot. Now stay there. That's right. Keep on it. Fuck I love that sound. I'm serious faggot. Do. Not. Back. Off. Hell yeah! Fuck yeah sad faggot wheezing on a fake cock. You wish that was my prick don't you fag? Shit. Okay, you can back off but do not let that cock leave your mouth. So here's what your gonna do faggot you're gonna deep throat that cock 100 times. All the way down, all the way up each time. Get going. Yeah, like that, stop for a second. Now back up. A little faster this time. Yeah like that faggot. Keep that going. You need to find a real time dick in your throat you fucking cocksucking faggot. Yeah. Alright then, let's pick up the pace. Fuck yes, pump that throat you whore. God damn that sound. Fuck getting me hot. Faster faggot. Rape your throat you fucking sick fuck. Fuck I didn't tell you to ... shit man, fuck look at that nasty shit. Jesus only a faggot would fucking... that's right, get back on that shit. Damn youre a fag-trooper. Yeah, give me twenty more. Shit yeah. Damn. That's a good faggot. Clean that shit up, man.
A towel kept for that purpose is grabbed. The worst is wiped up.
MasterT: You okay faggot. MUQ: Fuck, Sir. That was wild. I've never done that before but I've always wanted to. I nearly came right there, hands-free. MasterT: I saw that. Every time you heaved your fagcock jumped. You are the sickest fucking freak faggot. MUQ: Yes, Sir, it is. But You like that, don't you, Sir? MasterT: I do. It's fucking hot that you'll do anything I say and pay me for the privilege. Fucking ego trip. But I'm gonna make this last. It's time to have you do something that will last a little longer than just today. Something to mark my ownership of you. You're going to shave your body for me. MUQ: Fuck, Sir MasterT: Before you even open your faggot pie hole, remember what you said - nothing that can be seen outside a t-shirt and shorts. Remember that faggot. MUQ: Yes, Sir. It remembers. MasterT: Good fag. You are gonna shave every last bit of hair that CAN'T be seen beneath a t-shirt and shorts. Your chest, your ass, your cock, your upper thighs. All the way down. Cause faggots don't deserve hair, do they? MUQ: Fuck Sir, no they don't, Sir. Thank you, Sir. MasterT: Since this is going to take you a long time, I can't be bothered to watch it all. I'm giving you an hour to get it all done. Be thorough bitch. Record that shit and then thank me at the end. Send $250 for wasting my time and get going. MUQ: Sent, Sir, thank you, Sir.
It was prepared for this. Starting a hot bath. Shirt off. Then, barber shears to cut away the longer bits on its chest and its pubes. Beard trimmer to cut everything down to long stubble. Soaking for a bit in the tub. Breaking open the pack of disposables. Lathering up. Slowly shaving its manhood away. Armpits, chest, stomach - places never shaved before; now hairless. It was more hairy than it realized when this began. Its arms and legs stand out now. For some reason its the hair that looks odd now. It glances at the timer. Enough time. It turns on the shower, washes its body. Pats dry. Models in front of the camera. "Thank you, Master T, for allowing this faggot to get rid of its hair. Faggots don't need hair. Thank you, Sir!
MasterT: Much fucking better faggot. Someday you'll shave the rest of it including the fucking hair on your head eyebrows too but this will do for now. MUQ: Yes, Sir. Sir, it really has to piss and shit. It also didn't get to shave its crack because its plug is still in its cunt Sir. MasterT: We'll fix that later. The preliminaries are over now, faggot. MUQ: Yes, Sir. MasterT: Spark up that bowl and get wasted, faggot. It's time to show the world what kind of a faggot you really are and who owns your ass. MUQ: Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir. MasterT: Yeah, Ima do the same right now. Fuck this is about to get sick. I've wanted to own a faggot as fucked up as you for a long time now. Fill that glass with water and guzzle it down. MUQ: Yes, Sir.
MUQ: I'm ready, Sir. MasterT: Fuck you better be faggot. We're starting another clip. Send me $100 now, faggot and accept my audio call. MasterT: {aloud} OK, faggot, fill a glass with piss but don't drink it yet. Wow you really had to go. Alright put it down. Now here's what's going to happen. You're gonna take that plug out and after showing it to the camera, your gonna put it right in your mouth and your gonna clean it off until its shiny. Got that fag. MUQ: {nods} MasterT: Then for the camera, thank me for what you're about to do, do it, and then beg me to drink your piss. MUQ: Sir, thank you for allowing me to remove this plug from my cunt and thank you for allowing me to clean it with my mouth.
A squatting motion, loosening the sphincter, but carefully, so the big load behind it doesn't follow the plug out. Out, held up for the camera. Streaked on the sides with a dollop of shit the size of a grape at the top. A quick breath and then the plug is jammed into its open mouth. The smell and taste fills its senses. For a fleeting moment it wants to retch. Then it reminds itself what it is, and proceeds to thoroughly clean the metal plug until it shines with his spit.
MUQ: Thank you, Sir, for allowing it to clean the plug. Please sir, may it have the privilege of drinking its piss. MasterT: Go for it, faggot, but drink that piss slowly. Very slowly. And look at the camera when you do it. Yeah. That's right. Fuck. MUQ: Shit, Sir. It's much more rank cold. MasterT: Whatever you say faggot. Now we come to the main course. Get a big bowl and a plate.
MUQ: Will these work, Sir? MasterT: Yeah they'll do. How you feeling faggot? MUQ: My heart is racing, Sir. My brain is like little sparks are going off. MasterT: You better not be getting cold feet faggot. MUQ: No, Sir. Fuck I'm so horny. MasterT: Send me the rest now faggot and I'll take your cashcunt home. MUQ: Sent, Sir. MasterT: Got it. Right on. Nice payday for me. We recording? MUQ: Yes, Sir. MasterT: It's simple, faggot, you're going to empty your bladder and bowels. Bladder in the bowl, Bowels on the plate. Get to it. MUQ: Yes, Sir.
It takes a bit to position the plate and the bowl to catch everything. A while more to really get relaxed enough to let go. But finally, reality asserted itself and two long thick brown turds flowed out of its ass and a solid liter of piss filled the bowl after a few stops and starts.
MasterT: Stick that dildo in your ass, fag. Yeah, like that. MUQ: It's all the way in, Sir. MasterT: Now look right in the camera and tell everyone what you are and then beg me for your dinner you fucking sick fucking faggot! MUQ: I am a cock-sucking, piss-drinking, shit eating faggot and the thing I want most in the world right now is to be allowed to eat my shit and drink my piss for your amusement, Sir. Please, please, please allow me the privilege, Sir. Please let me show the world I'm the lowest of the low, Fuck sir, I'm paying an anonymous man on the Internet to tell me to eat my own shit on camera and I'm so fucking hard. MasterT: Fuck yeah, faggot. Let's go for a ride. I want you to ride that dildo faggot. Ride it 20 times, then take a mouthful. Chew and swallow and lick clean for the camera. Slurp some piss like a dog and then do it again. MUQ: Oh my god, Sir. Oh fuck, Sir. Oh, fuck!
It's cock is so fucking hard. Twitching. It rises up on the dildo slowly, then down again. Two, Five, Ten, Twenty. A hand comes down, scoops up a large handful and shoves it in an open mouth. So thick, gummy almost. It has to really start chomping to break it up. Once, it almost pukes, but it holds it in. Slowly, ever so slowly, it breaks up and eventually it's all swallowed. Cleaning the inside of its mouth takes a little longer. Finally, it opens its mouth and sticks its tongue out for the camera.
MasterT: {clap, clap, clap} Fuck yeah, faggot. You came through. Now tell the world what you are again. MUQ: I'm a shit-eating faggot! I'm a shit-eating faggot! Thank you, Master T. MasterT: You're welcome faggot. Now start slurping that piss and jerk that fagcock. You've earned your reward, you fucking shit-pig. MUQ: Thank you, Sir!
As it submerges its face into the bowl of piss its emotions overwhelm it. Its cunt twitches around the dildo inside it as it slowly strokes its engorged fagcock. As it starts slurping its cooling piss it screams in bliss as its cock explodes and with it its brain.
The fog slowly retreated from his mind with the ebbing of the mind blowing orgasm. But the expected revulsion or self-hate he expected wasn't there. Although the taste of shit was. Damn. He had to piss again. He filled a glass by instinct and just as instinctually started guzzling the warm stuff, diluted to a pale yellow by all his earlier coffee and water drinking. Swirling his mouth around he spit into the toilet, then grabbed some paper towels and wiped most of the rest away. Slowly he eased the dildo out of his ass and tossed it in the sink.
Finally, he let out a deep breath and sat down. As he did, he shut the camera off but left the microphone on. He was still breathing hard.
MasterT: Damn, fag. Dude. That was something. Totally fucking nutted there. Fucking shit that was hot. MUQ: Thank you, Sir. Wow, fuck. Well, I wanted to get my cunt bred and you did it. Man that was fucking intense. Shit, gotta stop the other camera. OK. Fuck. Damn, gotta piss again {hissing sound}. MasterT: You're such a piss pig. Piggy wiggy. MUQ: Yeah. Fuck. MasterT: So how are you feeling? Guilty? MUQ: You know what. No. I'm good. I mean fuck shit tastes nasty. But that's the point. I wanted, needed to know how low I'd go. I wasn't sure if you would take me there. MasterT: I gave you chances to back out. MUQ: Not really. Here's the truth - sick as it fucking is: I felt like I would have owed you the $1,000 regardless of how it turned out. MasterT: You got that right. For wasting my time. MUQ: So I felt like I was out the money either way, so the choice was: experience something I've jerked off to hundreds of times in real life and make you happy too, or be back to square one and with you disappointed. Easy choice. MasterT: Right choice, fag. I'm proud of you. So is this out of your system? One and done or will you be seeking out feeders in the real world? MUQ: I'll let you know after I edit the clips and process what just happened. MasterT: I can't wait to see them. MUQ: I'm done, Sir. May I sign off, clean up and take a nap? MasterT: Night night, piggy. Nasty dreams.
THE END?