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pixie213
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whitesubtoy4u
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MistressZion
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AmberPsionic
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Bridget0luv
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AngelBtch
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Pharoah DarkChylde, a man of many talents, some known, others not. Always on the lookout for that sublime truth of the lifestyle. Welcome
into my mind, be forewarned that the journey is intense and sometimes a
brutal assault on your mind and will. I am strict and earnest, I don't
believe in lies and I don't tolerate liars. weekend submissives and
slaves need not contact me, I have no patience for pretenders and those
only looking for a quick fix to your masochistic tendencies, I live the
life, i breath the life, i am the life. If you are "true", then by all
means, i would love to converse with you.
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When i enter the room, her breath catches. I can hear the sudden intake
as she spies the flogger that's hanging from my belt. She has been down
here for 4 hours awaiting my return. The look of exasperation is
written plainly on her face as she cringes as i begin to walk closer. I
unstrap the flogger from my belt and let it dangle in my hand inches
from her bar body. She shutters softly, I would have missed it, if it
wasn't for the fact that I had been waiting to to see it. The sign of
utter abandonment, when you know there is nothing you can say or do to
stop the inevitable from happening. When your will has been stripped
away, and your pride is slowly being devoured by your need to be
touched. Arching her body so that as the flogger swings idly, she can
some how get some contact to ease her aching flesh. To tantalize her
more, i ease the flogger lower just to brush the tips of her nipples.
The reaction was amazing, her nipples became erect and her breath was
labored. I knew at that moment, it was time. It was time to bring her
that desire that she was aching for, the kiss of the leather straps of
the flogger. I speak to her softly, only talking in hushed tones so
that she has to strain against the restraints to rise to hear me, and
they bind and twist and pull her ever downward. After my sadistic side
is thoroughly appeased, I release her legs restraints, then her
abdomen, and now finally her arms. She is a bit shaky as i try to stand
her up, not feeling like holding her all day, I tie her to the cross.
As she is facing the wall, i walk up behind her and allow the flogger
to gently graze her leg, she buckles and almost drops. I lean in closer
and i whisper to her, She nods her head vigorously as she breaths the
words "I beg you please Master". Touched by her sincerity, I unleash a
fury of swings that would probably bring a grown man to his knees
whimpering, but she stood strong, and accepted every blow with her back
arched, legs spread, and loud moans for every time it contacted bruised
skin. I whispered in her ear once again, "Master, this slave is always
willing for you", so she spread her legs and the underhanded swings
begun. Every strike brought an electric shock through her body, I was
amazed at her stamina. AS the last of the blows landed, I noticed that
there was glistening on her thighs and a small puddle on the floor
between her legs. Never once uttering her safe word, she chose to take
all i was willing to give until the point when she passed out, so i
untied her and carried her upstairs to the bath, where i bather her in
warm water and coconut milk. Laid her across her bed and gently rubbed
aloe into her fresh welts. kissing her body until i feel her reacting,
when she wakes up, i then spread her legs and massage her clit until
her moans are loud and piercing, when she is about to cum, i drive deep
inside of her until i feel the muscle clamp down on me, i ride her
orgasm with her, hard and veracious. Her body bucks beneath me, I
stroke harder. As time goes on and we are thoroughly spent, i lay her
in my arms and hold her until she falls asleep
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Winter tears and summer dreams lost in time, moments lost to eternity i try to breath but there is no air suffocating under the rules of men I scream a soundless cry over life sound reverberates off of the nothingness lack of equilibrium threatens to topple me falling away from light into the darkness clawing away and the blackness begging for release unshackle my bonds and let me fly free to be what i was meant to be the blackness fades into light I summon the will to move on big beautiful sky beckoning me onward I am free to fly through time and space free to be what i was meant to be I am the lacking of constraint the nether regions of independent thought I am FREEDOM |
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Finding that real is a word not many people know or can comprehend, so i will say this again....weekend warriors and play folk, find some one else to play with, i want REAL
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Age: 19 |
Kansas,
Kansas |
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