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There once was a girl living vanilla.The girl needed more. Her path kept leading her to other places. She ended up in this lifestyle. She met a Master that felt different.He taught her in older ways.He taught her to step over out of vanilla. He started by just talking to her. It was not talk like other people she has spoken to. It was not cyber. He spoke and she felt Him. He felt different than anyone else. He was just who He was and when He spoke it was controlled and confident but not in a way that was bossy. He was calm and He led . He led in such a way that she would say things without Him asking. As she talked needs started to come out and then He would talk about them. He never brought it up until she did. He would just wait. Sometimes He would be silent but let the girl know He was still near. He was learning her and through conversations He learned how she reacted and learn her limits . He would say things testing her. He would also speak in away that she could feel things. He spoke in ways that she would feel the dominant interactions and she would hunger . As all this went on she kept talking to others but none of them were like Him. He told her to roam free talk to whoever because its about trust and learning. He was getting in deeper and deeper . Fairly early on her body started to react to His words and His presence . Her mind always remembering, the feelings... the words ... His words. The words melded into her. Certain words went through her like thrusts. It did not have to be sexual words, sometimes it was , sometimes it was just the way He spoke.The things He said she could feel them . She needed to be near Him. She needed to serve Him. She needed to truely worship His cock and it was perfect. It controlled and Owned her . She had never met anyone that kept complete control.Especially control of her. It was never with anger or force , it was calm. When she wrote about him , warm surges went through. The hunger stayed . It stayed as she slept. It stayed when she was awake, But let him come near and she would float, from words He would speak .The tone of His voice.The way He moved , slow, confident, controlled. The way the rope felt around her neck was unexplainable, but the mental bondage was stronger than anything physical ....He kept the tension perfectly. She worshipped His cock. It was really was perfect. She begged on her own to clean it part of it was sexual but much of it was out of true worship. She begged to clean any substance that it had on it . He taught her how to step over. He took the vanilla out of her little by little. She begged for how it felt near him from the way He had gotten in and owned her mind. How He dominated it by just leading and saying things that she could not deny. He got in and learned all her secrets , things she had never told anyone.
He would push her from the things he learned , pushing in ways she had never dreamed , some of it hard but she learned to let go and not struggle and then the warmest surges and pleasures and needs being fed would happen. She begged to just stay waiting, grateful, Him taking her deeper and deeper in submission. There was no playing at the lifestyle,no play parties , there was no doing anything vanilla with each other. If He choose to train others... He was Master. She seen so many others just play , or use the words , cheating or relationship or all kinds of things that made no sense to her. She seen others just going straight for the physical with no mental domination or work , or bond , to her any of that was just vanilla. It was never going to be as fullfilling. When she kneeled she kneeled from the inside first. Her body would drip without Him touching her. No other ever compared.
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