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Updated Feb 4, 2012 ? I have just published my 1st book and you can find it here- http://www.lulu.com/product/ebook/erotic-writings-of-a-dreamer/18877420 ? This is a collection of 5 stories. Each story is from a vivid imagination and is not meant to depict anyone or anyplace. These stories can be extreme to some while quite pleasurable to others. "Mistress and pet" is about a male masochist finding his Sadistic Mistress and the fun they have. "Tasha 1 and 2" is about the same couple finding a young female who becomes a slave to Mistress and Domme to pet. "Room Service" is about the couple in the 1st story who are surprised in their hotel room by a masked intruder. "My Hobby" is a story of extreme cruelty and torture. It is taken from the mind of a psychotic rapist/serial killer. This is a story not meant for most of you but also can show what can happen to anyone of us at anytime...even when we think we are safe. ? Preview- ? Miss Sarah had stopped her biting but continued to pinch my nipples from behind me. I felt her breasts rubbing against my back and the sweet aroma that surrounded her. Not knowing her as i do now i mistook that smell for arousal but it was not. When she becomes aroused the scent she gives off will draw you deep into her as if you are in a trance. As i said before Miss Sarah was not like any woman i had ever known. I felt her presence leave mine and tried to glance backwards to see what she was doing but the position i was in prevented that. i heard a loud crack and an instant later the impact as the single tailed whip connected with my right shoulder. I screamed in pain and it felt as if my back had been ripped open and the bone was visible. My body went rigid and i held my breath trying to get some control over myself. Before the fire had a chance to die down i again heard the crack and the same instant explosion of pain erupted from my shoulder as this stroke landed just below the last one. Again i screamed and tried to look to see the damage i just knew was horrible and i that i was cut terribly. ? The whipping continued for what seemed hours and each stroke brought another scream from me and my back felt like molten lava and i knew it would never recover from this onslaught of the single tailed whip. i was not even aware Miss Sarah had stopped whipping me and was standing behind me again with her breasts on my blazing hot back as i was sobbing. Miss Sarah whispered in my ear "are you sure you still want to play with me?" and i finally was able to get out an audible yes. Miss Sarah removed the shackles holding my wrists and allowed my arms to drop at my sides and knelt down to remove the ankle restraints. I was then told to turn and face her and this is when i noticed for the 1st time we were not alone. A group of perhaps 15 was standing there watching our play. Subs and slaves were servicing their Masters and Mistress's as the play unfolded before them. No one spoke and it was almost like all were in a trance. Maybe i just thought no one was speaking. I really do not know nor did i care. Once again the shackles were placed on my wrists and ankles. Standing in front of me Miss Sarah started touching my body and playing with my nipples again. As she pinched one she was biting the other and with her free hand was squeezing my balls in her fist. Actually it was not really biting but rather the motion of chewing on them and i was moaning in pleasure/pain. You know there is not much difference for someone like me as all pain is pleasurable to some extent. ? My back was still on fire and hurt so badly being in contact with the wood behind me. i knew she had hurt me badly and could envision requiring stitches to close the wounds. Miss Sarah stopped with her touching and biting and picked up the single tailed whip again and i begged her not to use it on me as she had already ruined my back. i cried out for her to stop and my words froze in my throat as i seen her arm go back and upwards then come slashing forward and the explosion of pain slamming into my chest as the scream ripped from deep inside me. Miss Sarah told me to look at the stroke on my chest but i was afraid to...afraid to see the horrible damage she had done.... afraid to know. Again she told me to look and i did not want to know and cried out to her to not make me see this. Her voice became deeper and sterner as she commanded me to look and i could not resist this command and slowly allowed my eyes to gaze down upon my ruined chest. I was startled to see just a bright stripe running from my shoulder down to the top of my stomach. There were no deep cuts like i imagined...no horrible damage done and i knew then my back looked the same way. The mind is a horrible thing at times. It can make you think the worst has happened when in reality you are fine. ? Miss Sarah continued whipping my chest and arms and the molten lava spread like a wildfire engulfing me and bringing me into a place most call "sub space". However this is a place i prefer not to be in as to me it is not right. If i wanted to escape to never never land i would not play like i do. I feel this is wrong and cheats both my tormentor and myself.

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 Dublin, Ireland