(You're letting me down Omegle. I haven't had a decent stranger since I started.)
omegle
Talk to strangers!
You're chatting with a random stranger on Omegle!
You both like gay.
(Here we go again.)
Stranger: Hey dude
Me: Hey, stranger. M24
Stranger: M 31
Stranger: I have a problem
(And what's your story?)
Me: Hit me.
Stranger: My friend and I have a bet where I am not allowed to cum unless someone gives permission
Stranger: Can you help?
(...oh. Jackpot.)
Me: Sounds hot.
(It was at this moment, I decided I was going to help this stranger. Except... I was suddenly possessed by the urge to make it difficult. For him. You want me to tell you to cum?)
Me: Why should I?
Stranger: I really really wanna shoot a load
(This was a new feeling for me.)
Me: Beg for it.
Stranger: Please, please let me cum. I'll do anything.
(I've never seen myself as a dominant master type, but I made this stranger ask for my permission. I was liking it. Also, he just said the magic word...)
Me: Anything?
Stranger: Yea
Stranger: Just let me cum
(I'm imagining a man, naked at my door. A cage made by his friend's playful words chaining his cock. His visit is welcome, but I need him on his knees.)
Me: Are you allowed to edge?
Stranger: The only rule is not to cum
Stranger: So guess...
(Then kneel.)
Me: Edge for me.
Stranger: Okay
Stranger: How do you wanna do it?
Me: Got lube?
Stranger: Yes
Me: Jerk off until you're close to cumming.
Stranger: Okay. Jerking now.
Me: While you're at it, tell me about your cock.
Stranger: I'm about 7.5 inches long and 7 inches around
Me: Impressive, it must be hard to find a hole that can fit.
Stranger: Yea for real
(He's silent for a moment. I can imagine his hands around the massive girth of his dick. How my ass would ache for that and love every moment.)
Stranger: I'm close.
Me: Give me five more slow strokes.
Stranger: Okay
(He is quiet for an unsually long time.)
Stranger: Sorry, almost got too close. Saved it tho. Done
Me: Good.
(I want this man to call me master. I'm sure those words will roll off his lips soon. If only Omegle was as obedient.)
Me: How long has this bet been going?
(My mind sees him on his knees, close to bursting. And I'm circling him with a riding crop in hand.)
Stranger: A week
Me: Have you edged since then?
Stranger: Yea
Me: Don't let your cock get soft.
Stranger: Okay. Will stay rock hard.
(I lift his chin with my riding crop to inspect his face. I imagine a handsome man, his breath shallow from touching himself, his large cock throbbing, his hands ready to keep himself on the edge, his attention all on me to give him his release, and yet...)
Me: Why should I let you cum?
Stranger: Dude, help a guy in need
Stranger: I really need to get stress off
Me: No, that reason won't do.
(I feel as though I've given him a spank across his ass. Maybe his pleading bored me? Maybe I just wanted to reprimand him. Either way, tell me what I want to hear.)
Me: Tell me how much you want to cum.
Stranger: Been thinking all day about it
Stranger: Had a challenging time thinking straight at work
Stranger: Every time I've edge this week, I about nearly lose my mind
Stranger: My friend said he got a rando on omegle to tell him to cum so I've been trying that all day
Stranger: I need this
Stranger: Please
(Yes. That's delicious, but there's a taste there I can't quite place. I wonder...)
Me: Why did you agree to your friend to do this?
Stranger: No idea tbh... We have done all sorts of stupid bets...
Stranger: Like not cumming for a month
Stranger: Or cum as many times as the calendar day is
Me: He sounds like a friend that's a lot of fun.
Stranger: He is
(I know this taste.)
Me: Tell me what else you like about him.
Me: And keep that dick hard and edged.
Stranger: Yes. He is taller, nice dark hair, great big cock (never seen it hard, but he's huge soft)
Stranger: He edges all the time
Stranger: Nice soft body
Stranger: ... and straight.
Me: Of course he is.
Me: I know what I want from you.
Stranger: Yes?
(Your pleasure and suffering.)
Me: I want you to message this friend. Tell him that I'm letting you cum only if you send this message to him and cum thinking about him.
Stranger: Dude, that's cruel
Me: Did I give you any impression otherwise? You're free to keep looking. Omegle's a big place.
Stranger: Please, something else, please
(I pause. Perhaps I've pushed too hard.... No. I'm in control.)
Me: Why can't you do it?
Stranger: He doesn't know I'm even interested in guys in that way
(Ah, a simple fix.)
Me: Hmmmmm... you could tell him the stranger wanted it.
Me: And I did.
Me: Play if off like a joke. He likes those, I assume?
(He pauses. Did I push in the right direction?)
Stranger: True...
Stranger: Fine. I'll screenshot and send him... One moment!
Me: Make sure to crop out anything incriminating.
Stranger: Ofc! Sent
Me: Good.
(Good.)
Me: Now.
Me: Say his name and cum for him.
Stranger: Yes, master.
(Delicious. He's away for a moment. I imagine him whispering his friend's name. Both hands on his giant cock, he cums. His body spasms from a week of edging. If only I could have seen it. I could imagine he lost control for a bit, maybe splashed a little on his keyboard. Maybe he's in bed, on his phone, reeling from my words and the message he just sent, letting his cum pool on his stomach. Maybe he's a fellow roleplayer, this entire conversation a sugary lie, yet the orgasm feels just as sweet.)
Stranger: Thank youuuu
Stranger: Shit a lot came out
Me: Good good.
Stranger: Best Omegle so far!
Me: I only do the best.
Stranger: Can you please dominate me again some time? Where can I find you?
Me: I'm @Cardcaptor on lpsg.com
Me: I'm leaving now. Find me there.
Stranger: Yes. Thank you, master.
You have disconnected.
(Thank you for coming in Omegle Dungeon, stranger.)
omegle
Talk to strangers!
You're chatting with a random stranger on Omegle!
You both like gay.
(Here we go again.)
Stranger: Hey dude
Me: Hey, stranger. M24
Stranger: M 31
Stranger: I have a problem
(And what's your story?)
Me: Hit me.
Stranger: My friend and I have a bet where I am not allowed to cum unless someone gives permission
Stranger: Can you help?
(...oh. Jackpot.)
Me: Sounds hot.
(It was at this moment, I decided I was going to help this stranger. Except... I was suddenly possessed by the urge to make it difficult. For him. You want me to tell you to cum?)
Me: Why should I?
Stranger: I really really wanna shoot a load
(This was a new feeling for me.)
Me: Beg for it.
Stranger: Please, please let me cum. I'll do anything.
(I've never seen myself as a dominant master type, but I made this stranger ask for my permission. I was liking it. Also, he just said the magic word...)
Me: Anything?
Stranger: Yea
Stranger: Just let me cum
(I'm imagining a man, naked at my door. A cage made by his friend's playful words chaining his cock. His visit is welcome, but I need him on his knees.)
Me: Are you allowed to edge?
Stranger: The only rule is not to cum
Stranger: So guess...
(Then kneel.)
Me: Edge for me.
Stranger: Okay
Stranger: How do you wanna do it?
Me: Got lube?
Stranger: Yes
Me: Jerk off until you're close to cumming.
Stranger: Okay. Jerking now.
Me: While you're at it, tell me about your cock.
Stranger: I'm about 7.5 inches long and 7 inches around
Me: Impressive, it must be hard to find a hole that can fit.
Stranger: Yea for real
(He's silent for a moment. I can imagine his hands around the massive girth of his dick. How my ass would ache for that and love every moment.)
Stranger: I'm close.
Me: Give me five more slow strokes.
Stranger: Okay
(He is quiet for an unsually long time.)
Stranger: Sorry, almost got too close. Saved it tho. Done
Me: Good.
(I want this man to call me master. I'm sure those words will roll off his lips soon. If only Omegle was as obedient.)
Me: How long has this bet been going?
(My mind sees him on his knees, close to bursting. And I'm circling him with a riding crop in hand.)
Stranger: A week
Me: Have you edged since then?
Stranger: Yea
Me: Don't let your cock get soft.
Stranger: Okay. Will stay rock hard.
(I lift his chin with my riding crop to inspect his face. I imagine a handsome man, his breath shallow from touching himself, his large cock throbbing, his hands ready to keep himself on the edge, his attention all on me to give him his release, and yet...)
Me: Why should I let you cum?
Stranger: Dude, help a guy in need
Stranger: I really need to get stress off
Me: No, that reason won't do.
(I feel as though I've given him a spank across his ass. Maybe his pleading bored me? Maybe I just wanted to reprimand him. Either way, tell me what I want to hear.)
Me: Tell me how much you want to cum.
Stranger: Been thinking all day about it
Stranger: Had a challenging time thinking straight at work
Stranger: Every time I've edge this week, I about nearly lose my mind
Stranger: My friend said he got a rando on omegle to tell him to cum so I've been trying that all day
Stranger: I need this
Stranger: Please
(Yes. That's delicious, but there's a taste there I can't quite place. I wonder...)
Me: Why did you agree to your friend to do this?
Stranger: No idea tbh... We have done all sorts of stupid bets...
Stranger: Like not cumming for a month
Stranger: Or cum as many times as the calendar day is
Me: He sounds like a friend that's a lot of fun.
Stranger: He is
(I know this taste.)
Me: Tell me what else you like about him.
Me: And keep that dick hard and edged.
Stranger: Yes. He is taller, nice dark hair, great big cock (never seen it hard, but he's huge soft)
Stranger: He edges all the time
Stranger: Nice soft body
Stranger: ... and straight.
Me: Of course he is.
Me: I know what I want from you.
Stranger: Yes?
(Your pleasure and suffering.)
Me: I want you to message this friend. Tell him that I'm letting you cum only if you send this message to him and cum thinking about him.
Stranger: Dude, that's cruel
Me: Did I give you any impression otherwise? You're free to keep looking. Omegle's a big place.
Stranger: Please, something else, please
(I pause. Perhaps I've pushed too hard.... No. I'm in control.)
Me: Why can't you do it?
Stranger: He doesn't know I'm even interested in guys in that way
(Ah, a simple fix.)
Me: Hmmmmm... you could tell him the stranger wanted it.
Me: And I did.
Me: Play if off like a joke. He likes those, I assume?
(He pauses. Did I push in the right direction?)
Stranger: True...
Stranger: Fine. I'll screenshot and send him... One moment!
Me: Make sure to crop out anything incriminating.
Stranger: Ofc! Sent
Me: Good.
(Good.)
Me: Now.
Me: Say his name and cum for him.
Stranger: Yes, master.
(Delicious. He's away for a moment. I imagine him whispering his friend's name. Both hands on his giant cock, he cums. His body spasms from a week of edging. If only I could have seen it. I could imagine he lost control for a bit, maybe splashed a little on his keyboard. Maybe he's in bed, on his phone, reeling from my words and the message he just sent, letting his cum pool on his stomach. Maybe he's a fellow roleplayer, this entire conversation a sugary lie, yet the orgasm feels just as sweet.)
Stranger: Thank youuuu
Stranger: Shit a lot came out
Me: Good good.
Stranger: Best Omegle so far!
Me: I only do the best.
Stranger: Can you please dominate me again some time? Where can I find you?
Me: I'm @Cardcaptor on lpsg.com
Me: I'm leaving now. Find me there.
Stranger: Yes. Thank you, master.
You have disconnected.
(Thank you for coming in Omegle Dungeon, stranger.)
