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Advice from a Singer Sewing Manual from 1949….(with a few additions from me.. lol ):

Prepare yourself mentally for sewing. Think about what you are going to do. . . Never approach sewing with a sigh or lackadaisically. Good results are difficult when indifference predominates. Never try to sew with a sink full of dirty dishes, beds unmade, (or when your dom needs to be pleasured). When there are urgent housekeeping chores, (or your master says bend over and say thank you….lol)…. do these first so your mind is free to enjoy your sewing. . .When you sew, make yourself as attractive as possible. Put on a clean dress (or a short schoolgirl skirt),  Keep a little bag full of French chalk near your sewing machine to dust your fingers at intervals. Have your hair in order, powder and lipstick put on , (and do something about that JF hair.. :) ). . .[If] you are constantly fearful that a visitor will drop in (or your dom will come home and need you to fulfill your role as his fucktoy)  and you will not look neatly put together, you will not enjoy your sewing as you should.  And remember.. he cums first … :) 

       He comes into the house, placing his briefcase down and sitting on the kitchen chair as he rubs his forehead.  Seeing her he looks her over as she quivers in anticipation, eyes quickly diverting and hands clenching behind her back.  He tells her to go put the corset, stockings and garter on.. Feeling the ripples of excitement, she wants to ask why but thinks better of it as she watches his face shrouded in mystery.  As she turns  to the bedroom.. he barks..'quickly Slut.. we will be leaving in 5 mins'.  Her body trembles in fear and excitement as she fumbles with the zipper of her corset, the garter and stockings.. being so careful not to tear them, giving herself a quick rub btw the legs, making sure she will be wet and ready for him.... and stopping to add perfume and the red lipstick that he likes.. she dresses to please him, and knows he will repay her with pleasure if she does.  As she returns to the kitchen  he puts the drink he has made down on the counter and looks her over.. she trembles in excitement.. his body so close to hers she can smell him and his gaze making her melt in need for him.   His fingers slide into her hair, twisting into a fistful of hair as he raises her downturned head up to him.. sinking his teeth into her neck making her legs weak and her hand grab at the counter to keep from slipping down to the floor.  Hissing into her ear he whispers,..'tonight is a special night Slut.. you will please me in a different way.  Do NOT forget who is your master!' Grabbing her arm, he gently but firmly  guides her to the door, stopping only long enough for her to slip on her heels and toss on a coat before they escape into the cool night air.  

       Driving in the car.. they pull up to a dark building and he parks. . then turns to look at her.  She meets his gaze questioningly but asks nothing as she sees his eyes darken in lust for her.  Feeling the shivers start from her inner core, she sits uncomfortably turning to look straight ahead.. for the first time fearful of what is in that building.  Pulling the keys from the ignition, he comes around to her side and opens the door.. offering a hand to stabilize her.  She shrinks back as if she is afraid of him.. but he pulls her arm making her stumble and grab the car door.  He removes the collar from his pocket.. doing it up on her neck and locking it to her.. then snapping the leash into the ring.. he tugs gently and tells her its time.   She follows him reminding herself that he would never do anything to hurt her.. that he is just going to push her limits.. and she shivers pulling the jacket tighter around her body.

       Once inside .. the lights are dim.. and there is a haze in the air.. around the room is quiet, but even as she squints she can't see well enough to make out shapes around her.  There is a strange calm in the room tho.. and feeling her master undo her coat.. she obliges by helping to remove it, walking forward mesmerized by the space.. exposing her nearly naked body to the warm air.  She moves into the room.. turning back for assurance from him.. but he is gone.. and she must walk alone into the room.  As she enters the barely lit room.. there is but one single chair visible and it sits in the centre of the floor… as if waiting patiently for her arrival.. Compelled she moves closer, intrigued by its solitude and it draws her in, pulling her to sit on the stiff hard wood surface.  In the shadows she hears movement.. all around her and she becomes apprehensive.  Looking all around she can barely make out the shapes as they move forward… Their bodies are covered in cloaks, faces  shrouded in masks.... and she shivers in fear.

       One comes forward and takes her arm.. drawing her to the chair.. but stopping her before she can sit on it.. then the cloaked man sits down.  His hand reaches to her.. drawing her forward and ever so softly he caresses her body..running down the length of her corset.. and over her bare hips. She shivers in excitement and fear....  Turning her.. his hand caresses the soft round cheeks of her ass... and she relaxes.. moaning softly as his fingers slide between her legs.. forcing them open and running along her moist lips ever so softly.  She doesnt dare look at his face, only feel his hands and she moans softly .. loving the touch on her electrified skin.  Without hesitation he pulls his hand away as he feels her relax and slaps her ass hard causing her to gasp and tense up. He pushes her down over and slaps her repeatedly again and again as she tries to pull away and he holds her tight until her ass cheeks glow a lovely shade of pink.  Then as quickly as he began. he gets up and leaves ... and she is stunned.. watching as another cloaked and masked figure sits down... and he speaks so quietly that she has to lean forward to him to hear but as she does, all she can make out is his breathing and she begins to wonder if she was hallucinating.  He gently pushes her head down and her body forward so its leaning on his lap. His fingers run up over her ass and her legs.. deliberately teasing btw her thighs and she instinctively, opens them in need.. inviting his fingers into the wet depths.  Quivering she feels his fingers run alone the wet slit.. and her eyes close as he pushes two fingers into her wet passage.. softly she moans as she licks her parched lips.  His fingers pump up into her, impaling her deep inside..  as the other hand deliberately teasing btw her thighs and she instinctively, needily opens them.. inviting his fingers into the wet depths.  Quivering she feels his fingers run alone the wet slit.. and her eyes close as he pushes two fingers into her wet passage.. softly she moans as she licks her parched lips.  His fingers pump up into her, impaling her deep inside..  and the other hand slaps the back of her thighs.  She clenches on his fingers with every slap.. and her body quakes.. legs trembling as every slap turns the back of her legs redder and force her body to clench and grip his fingers with her soaked lower lips.  Her body shudders.. as she fights to control her orgasm but unable to.. her body releases the flood of bliss.. and she cries out.. and the ripples travel up her body.. while he continues to pump and spank her.  As she collapses on him the shudders slowing.. he slowly lifts her to her feet.. and walks away.  Again she is stunned and feels the heat burning in her ass and thighs.  Each of the cloaked figures steps forward each in turn to tease, spank, slip fingers into her, each remaining silent... each watching and taking turns… each giving and not taking…   And she is reeling, body still throbbing and rippling in excitement… and she sits down on the chair, not trusting her legs to hold her up any longer.  

     The cloaked figures stand before her in a line and looking up, feeling them move into the light, she is amazed at how many there are.. silently counting she discovers 12 of them.  And she at once is drawn to the third one from the end.  Standing she moves before him.. and sliding to her knees.. she whispers thank you Master.  His hand slides out from under the cloak and touching her shoulder she shivers in excitement.  She would know that touch, that grip anywhere and he pulls her to her feet.  Bringing her to his body, he buries his face into her neck and breathes "you are welcome slut" into her ear.  And her legs turn to jelly, barely holding her up as he catches her.  "Remember what I told you earlier?" and she nods.. "you said to remember whose slut I am".  And he smiles...

....he wakes up beside her....her very essence filling his nostrils even before his eyes open. His hands move slowly, sensually... purposefully up the curve of her naked hip. He feels her stir...she moves in a rhythmic motion, still half asleep, his fingers becoming part of her dreams.. and pushes her body back against him
his hand moves down the inside of her legs.. and he feels her legs part for him.

...He loves the way she moans as his fingers slide along her ass and caress her inner folds. She murmurs softly as she awakens with his touch, rocking her hips forward and back.. pushing his fingers along her now throbbing clit. He smiles as he pulls back her hair and kisses along her hairline, knowing that is her spot. She shivers and moans deeply.. the sounds spurring him on.. as his kisses become more intense, sucking, nibbling... biting her as he growls against her neck. He knows she loves that and her body responds as he can feel how wet she is becoming....goddd he loves this... making her his own...his 'play toy'....knowing his touch and kisses drive her crazy. He whispers in her ear.. 'who's my slut?'.... she giggles and answers softly, eyes still closed...'I am'. He growls against her ear 'yes MY slut.. and you will do whatever I want'. She groans with his words, knowing its true.. and shivering inside as his fingers become more insistent, feeling his manhood now fully hardened pressing against her ass. Her hips are moving back and forth against him.. mimicing their lovemaking from the night before. He slides 2 fingers into her and a 3rd follows shortly knowing the'cum hither' motion is going to drive her crazy. We watches her writhe and growls to her ear 'you must ask permission to orgasm slut'... and she hisses through clenched teeth as her body betrays how far gone she is. In a begging tone she asks...'please Master, may I orgasm?'. He laughs devilishly against her ear as he says 'no, you must hold it, until I tell you when'. Groaning, she fights to control her body.. so far gone she can almost taste the orgasm, her body shuddering in defiance. 'Oh godddd' she moans.. and using his fingers he begins fucking her harder and faster, knowing she won't be able to hold out much longer. A deep utteral growl leaves his throat as he sinks his teeth into the back of her neck, marking her as his property..tasting her life essence as it oozes out.
.... and she shudders violently... her body perched on the edge of the precipice....ready to be released, to disappear into that chasm called euphoria.  Her deep gutteral moans tell him she is there, waiting for his command... and he growls.. 'now slut..cum now... pushing her over that edge.. watching her body writhe and buck as the orgasmic waves contort her body, making her scream in agony... and in pleasure'... until she finally collapses back on the bed.. body covered in sweat, gulping air violently as her heart rate begins to slow....   He reaches out and caresses her face.. bending to kiss her and taste the bliss on her lips.  God he loves this....

She arrives  at the restaurant .. his text said "in the bar.. far corner".  Her nerves were on edge, rarely has she felt this nervous, and ... this excited.  As she crossed the bar, she could see him and her knees went weak.  On cam he could make her wet.. in person, well in person.. he could make her knees quake and her body shiver.  She didnt doubt that his touch would send her over the edge into orgasmic euphoria.  He gets up to meet her, a small smile on his face .. his glance looking over her speaking volumes.  And they hug..his hand sliding to behind her back pulling her close.. a pressure that promised much more,  with his lips beside her cheek.. whispering she looked lovely.  She shivered as his hands helped her off with her coat.. and he motioned for her to sit in the booth.. moving in beside her.. eyes quickly removing her clothes.  She sits uncomfortably, her nervousness clearly evident as his hand undoes the top 2 buttons on her blouse, moving her hands firmly aside when she tries to pull her blouse together. "I like the view.. dont cover up" he states... there is no question in that, no room for refusal.. so giving up she allows her top to gape open.. clearly showing her bra and the curve of her upper breasts as they push, beg to be released from the confines of the bra. 

As the waitress approaches the table, his finger lightly touches her lips... silently quieting her as he whispers "dont talk"... and then he orders her drink for her. She smiles politely, clearly embarrassed to the waitress standing before her.  His voice dark and demanding.. states.."you will not speak to anyone but me" .. and she nods her head knowing that is what she must follow in order to be a good sub... (to be continued)

Here's what I think... I figure you only live once, and that life is short ( in the scheme of the universe)... so why not go after what you want?  My saying in life is....Carpe diem ... live for the moment... cuz you never know when that moment is going to end.  Make the most of it...do it for you... and dont regret a single moment, cuz thats what makes you who you are! 

....so I guess thats why I am here... I really truly want this in my life, to experience that loss of control.. to pass over that to someone else and to give myself fully to that.  I guess I have wanted this since being a teenager.. just repressed it and never talked about it with anyone else.  Good girls dont have those thoughts right? and they certainly would never even allow those thoughts to violate our minds... sigh

Life is a journey...

there He is.. standing before her.. pushing her down to her knees.  This always makes her quake, feeling the wetness oozing out of her soaking pussy.  He commands her to open his jeans... take Him in her mouth and taste His strength in the glistening precum for her.  Fuck.. she moans as her lips tighten on that huge load... tasting, sucking, wanting to feel the control it has over her.  His hands grip her hair... both sides of her head as His hips thrust forward violently.. forcing the huge rod down her throat.  Gagging, choking, she pulls back.. His hands tighten in her hair, pulling her closer, not letting her breathe as he moans deeply... the ecstacy evident in His raspy voice.  Knowing what she must do.. she pushes harder, resisting the urge to pull back so she can breathe.....

well, well, well.. I guess this is a place to air your thoughts?  I just joined this site on the recommendation of a girlfriend.... and yes she was right.. its damn hot in here.  Sure there are strange people here.. I dont think I am one, but maybe I am wrong.. lol.  I have talked to some interesting people though... and am turned on by the creativity that flows here.  This is kinda new to me.. so am going slow, and learning as I go... just as  good slut should do .. right???