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Whatever happened to happily ever after?


I've got a very strong personality. Weak personalities, who claim to be dominating, will never work with mine. If you can't manage your own life what makes you think you can manage someone else’s?

I’m not interested in married Dom’s or Masters. Being part of a polly house isn’t something I’ve ever dreamed of doing, and do not think I’ll ever have an interest in. I’m not interested in other women. If you want me to pay for tickets to come visit you don’t bother to talk to me. I’ve been down that road one time too often, no thanks. If you expect me to buy you things, once again folks don’t bother talking to me. It ain’t gonna happen.

More or less folks I’m interested in a Master with a strong personality who can dominate me and make me into a whole person. I’m not into lots of pain. So, I’m not sadistic. I’m a one on one type of submissive. I’m looking for that long term relationship that could lead into marriage.

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4/14/2011 6:45:29 PM

“You are my Sun Shine aren’t you, sweetheart?” feather soft fingers slide down her arm and cupped her breast with its palm. The breast clamp, already attached to her body, moved a little sending sparks of joy down to her already wet pussy.

“You want to cum don’t you?” The, tender yet commanding, voice whispered in her ear from directly behind her. The hand softly released her breast and descended down her belly towards her fur line which was hairless. 

“Master, has not given you permission to cum has he?” the voice questioned as his other arm tightened across her chest. She could feel his hand resting around her throat tighten just a bit. His legs, which were wrapped around her, pulled her closer to him so that she could feel his hardness pressing against her lower back. He was excited and he wanted her to know he was excited.

“If you cum before I say you can cum you will be punished.” He promised. The merry tones in his voice told her that she was assured the punishment. Even if she could manage not to cum he would cheat and she would pay.

Ever so tenderly the tip of his pointer finger stroked the tender part of her pussy causing ripples of pleasure to amass in tender parts of her body awakening the urge to cum. She trembled. He smiled.

“You want it don’t you?” He whispered in her ear as he eased his finger into her dampness pushing it slowly upwards and then releasing it slowly downwards. The walls of her hotbox were tightening.

He pulled his finger out of her and held it in front of her face. His other arm tightened across her chest and its hand tightened just a little more around her throat. Still, not tight but tight enough to know it was there.

His finger glowed in the candle light all slimy and thick with pre-cum. Purposely he moved his finger towards her mouth. She knew what was coming.

“Taste,” he whispered. His voice sounded like the voice of God to her hungry ears. “Taste my desire for you. Taste your punishment for disobedience. His soft voice faded away as his finger traveled through the air and into her mouth. He withdrew it slowly making sure to it was clean before he removed it.

The taste of her surrender to her Master increased her excitement. At any moment she knew that she would cum. The crack of the whip, which she knew would use, caused her body to almost cry out for the pain.

“Tell me how much you want to obey me,” he merrily whispered into her ear his hunger for her was easy enough to hear.

She opened her mouth and then closed it again as his r traced a path along the tender part of her pussy. Words did not exist to answer him.

“Answer me,” he commanded tightening his arm across her chest while forcing one of the breasts clamps to move just a little.

She moaned, his finger slipped inside just as his thumb brushed against her tender spot. Without warning she felt herself cumming. He kept teasing her with his fingers and his voice. Stars formed before her eyes. She had no idea what was happening she was filled with so much pleasure.  

 


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mistressesa
 
 Age: 31
 Bronx, New York