cautiousswitch Posted October 18 Todd eagerly checked the postal service tracking page. He childishly waited until 3:00 each day to not seem too eager. He knew not to expect mail delivery too early in the morning and didn’t know what time Linda’s mail was delivered. 3:00 seemed reasonable. His package had been delivered. He ***red over the cubical wall to see if he could see Linda’s reaction, not that she knew he had sent her a package. Not that she would ever know. He had paid for postage by cash, did not put a return address on it and mailed it while out of town a few days ago. It had been about a month ago. She had gone to a meeting without setting her computer to sleep mode. She had been looking at dildos on-line. It was sheer luck that he happened to walk past he empty cubical before the screen saver had kicked in and that the screen was turned enough for him to see what she had been looking at. He had made note of the web site while he could. For a couple of days he didn’t know what he would do with this information. Then it hit him – voodoo. He had dabbled in it, or rather, he was curious about it. Linda was gorgeous. Linda was not the type who would ever date him. But now he knew she had a kink side. He bought the model that had been displayed on her screen and set about looking up the proper ritual. Set about making the glass dildo he had bought a voodoo doll for his own cock. If she was kinky as he suspected then every time she pleasured herself with it she would be pleasuring him without knowing it. He was very careful unpackaging his purchase. He had to be able to seal it back up with no sign it had been opened already. The ritual was difficult. Normally you needed a piece of the subject with the doll; she wasn’t going to use a dildo that had a hair wrapped around it or anything. Finally, he decided to drill an unnoticeably small hole in one end and try to seal some skin cells in with an epoxy. Wrapped in its bubble-wrap, he imagined he could feel it shifting about from time to time as it made its way through the postal system. Now it had been delivered. Now he couldn’t wait to go home and wait for her to start playing with it. Linda wasn’t expecting a package and was surprised when she saw the contents. It was model she had been thinking of buying a few week’s ago. Who could have sent it? Secret admirer or creepy stalker? But she wanted to play with it. Still, she had the common sense to play safely. Whoever sent it could have rubbed it into something infectious or rubbed some sort of drug on it. She looked at the pan of water she had set boiling on the stove. About fif*** minutes boiling ought to make the dildo safe, she thought.
sn**** Posted October 19 Absolutly pathetic attempt at writing erotica..what is erotic about boilng a glass dildo!
PresentisPeculiar Posted October 19 2 hours ago, snake-valley39679 said: Absolutly pathetic attempt at writing erotica..what is erotic about boilng a glass dildo! That it would boil the voodoo creepers dick....? That could be the punchline, no?
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