|
|
|
|
|
|
|
tia.
long brown curls, sable stars for eyes, milky white flesh. *lots of tia to love* Not a small girl. Meek, modest, shy. Hard working, bashful. A tight bud looking to blossom.
Submissive, tender, caring, loyal, devoted. Gorean trained however not lived apon.
tia smokes, however is respectful in doing so.
Has learned over time, there are no genders in life. Only Dominant or submissive.
Has lived poly, has lived as Alpha girl, has lived as slave, prefer to live as tia.
her greatest lesson:
one must learn to crawl before one may walk....
girl thanks Master Exile for teaching her. *grinz*
tia is now unowned, unattatched and is not active. Seems that great One is a mere pebble after all.
|
|
|
|
|
months go by. cold, empty.. she has wept hard and long.
tia finds herself 'free' |
|
|
|
|
she smiles. aaahhh.. it has been a very busy couple of weeks as she adjusts to all of her new surroundings. Master may allow her to write more at another time but for now to her sisters... tia is home. |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
mmmmmmm... finally.. this evening she will finally once again be at His feet. Master Exile.. tia shudders and soaks her panties just from speaking His name... *weg
|
|
|
|
|
tia has returned from a journey. A journey that took her to revisit herself amongst the family of Master Oc. she is jetlagged mostly and drained however this one has tasks to complete so in an attempt to make One proud tia complies to His wishes.....
Master Oc,
tia has returned to Jersey. her flight was long in time however short for her memory was distracted by Your wishes. she wore the free flowing white mini dress as He chose for her. the swelled pink mound exposed beneath, the medium sized anal plugg filling her darkest cave to its fullest. tia had some difficulty hideing the chains connecting the collar, the new golden rings through consistant little pink nipples and the ring hiding below her naval, hidden between the well beaten , welted red lips of her smooth pussy. tia felt the coolness of the golden chain against her soft flesh as it dangled loosely. she sat the entire flight with the nots for knees shoulder width parted, exposing herself for any to cast their eyes upon if they should look. tia closed her eyes and thought of how her sisters hands felt touching her and of how Master's cock felt as it used her. these thoughts turned her into a whimpering whore as she remembers. girl rocked her bottom slightly in a deep grinding motion feeling the plugg He placed into her fuck her tight anus. she could smell the aroma lifting from the wetness now between her thighs and thought perhaps she may stain the seat. small hands gripped at the arm rests as the first spasm came sending a shrill to her rock hard clit and then, tia stopped all movements as instructed. she had to use the breathing techniques tought to her by leonia His first slave. this one did not orgasm while on the plane Master Oc. However, she did gain the attention of an older gentleman sitting in the row in front of her diagonally. her now emerald stars met with the old mans as he tried desperately to seduce her with his eyes. tia being the slutt that she is, slowly reached down her sides to pull the short a little higher with a grin she blew him a soft kiss. The elder returned tias sentiment by winking to her with a nodd. The man turned around and tia thought for a moment what a broad fine lap he has and she secretly wished she could be laying over it. girl then fell to sleep. Master, tia dreamnt of the man with the black hair. she felt his belt hard and sucked his cock even harder!
Thank You Master Oc, leoniah, chelsea and jon for allowing tia the honor and privelege to spend time with you A/all.
PS: leonia beautiful sister, tia thanks her for allowing this one to share the mat at Master's bed. tia knows it was a lesson to both girls and is glad to have learned something from leonia! |
|
|
|
|
softly her purrrs coo echoing in the walls of the realm. the naked shell of a girl well spent lays red bottom up as the cool silken sheets kiss against the bed where He used her well the past two nights. exhausted dazzling green orbbs search the wall until they rest upon the leather that had her ... narrow hips lifting gently as the smooth of her small pink tenderness rocks against the slick bedding.. still her focus remains onto the leather strap hanging against the wall majestically as He left it there to watch over her.. her groin moistening as the heat from her rump still stings in the crisp dark air.. gently those tender shore hips roll in seduction as the sight of His strap seduces her yet again.. small dainty wrists still bearing the burn marks from His ropes lift over her head in bound fashion as pearly white teeth sink gently into the sweet bottom lip, hips gyrating, slowly , deeply, patiently as the swell of her clit is teased, tormented.. swelled... her motions quickening, her breaths deepen as sultry moans begin to leave from her depths.. still her eyes remain on the leather strap .. bucking into the silk she rides, gasping as He taught her .. tia shudders with a whimper that startles her and in one quick motion without a second thought, she stops instantly, leaps onto fours gasping heavily as her now dried lips reach foward, gently planting a single kiss at the leathers tip.. tia whispers "tia thanks Master for finding her worthy enough to use, girl prays she has served Him well" |
|
|
|
|
she peers into the room where she rests overnight. the bed perfectly tight awaiting ... |
|
|
|
|
as silken locks grace the small of her back, girl kneels. her heart races as her snowy white flesh becomes moist to a touch, she must calm her anticipation quickly for He shall be near. she rests the round bottom of her form onto steady heels as the meaty thighs open widely exposing the smoothness of the pink mound, pert swelled nipples at attention as her glowing warm face lifts perfectly to meet His palm, the eyes like stars as the fires burn deep inside slowly growing faster to rage. Glistening rosey lips quickly drying as they produce a quivver as she waits. Dainty small palms slowly raise steadily, the long thin leather tool of His choice resting soundly at exactly His grips height. And then, the click of a door, no word muttered as His feet are found in her vision... the Master grips the strong crop from her hands and with grace and precision, she falls humbily to rest the quivvering lips to His feet. A wicked snicker she can hear as His foot raises and then rests on the small of her narrow neck, pressing her face to the floor and lifting the rounds of her ass highly.... she hears the beautiful sound of the leather snap sharply into the air and at that very moment.....the girl becomes enslaved |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
