Ecstasy in Paralysis - Sex Stories

Ecstasy in Paralysis

Ecstasy in Paralysis By Mathew Elizabeth I lay in bed unable to ever move my entire body. After a tragic sports accident years ago I was left paralysed from the shoulders down. Years of therapy were able to get only my hands moving again and retrieve sexual sensation. At least I could still masturbate, I thought to myself. It was the only highlight of my life. When I told my male caretaker that I need 'Private time', as always he understood. He simply grabbed my wrist and placed one hand on my laptop computer and my other hand near my crotch. Its from there that I proceed to do my business after he walks out of the room to give me my privacy. I lay in bed with my laptop computer in front of me. My other hand flopped out onto the keyboard and touch pad. I'm very slow, but I managed to log in to my Chat Program. The list of all my contacts are shown to me and a number of instant messages flood through, indicating that some of them have sent me messages. Master C: "Hey Faggot! Where's my money!" Master Devin: " Where did my ugly fat paralysed faggot get to? Master Nick: "Hey bitch, I need some cash to take my girl out to the movies!" WalkerBrahh: Fucking Quadriplegic loser! Get Online NOW! This was my life. This was how I dealt with it; masturbating and losing myself completely to the verbal abuse of young arrogant teens called 'Cash Masters'. The many boys on cam have been paid large amounts of money by me. Ever since I was paralysed 10-years ago my rich parents gave me my ...

... inheritance straight away instead of waiting till I was 18-year-old and had graduated high school. It was a sum of three million and my parents have helped it go towards the right stocks and shares; so there was constant a flow of income for me. This money allowed me to live life as comfortable as possible. However, my inheritance also allowed me to pay many young teenagers digital accounts in exchange for them to verbally and mentally abuse me. The teenage boys were saying what they were saying and doing what they were doing because they were getting paid a lot of money in secret. Their family and friends had no idea what they were taking part in. However, there were some boys that had groups of friends that humiliate me and they would split the payment providing I pay significantly more for the 'group show'. Why do I convince teenage boys to be so mean and cruel to me? Its rather hard to explain. I've been gay since I could remember. I've liked boys and their domineering personality since I was very little. The confident sporty boys were always my favourite. So ever since I've been paralysed and had all this money, it has allowed me to indulge in their attention. Plus, everybody is too damn nice to me! Everyone is so sweet towards me it makes me sick! No one treats me like a human being anymore! They just feel sorry for me and treat me like I'm an ignorant child. Even my caretaker Tim, who I like very much, annoyed me with his fake and blank smiles. I admit that the first year ...