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Fear It’s a scary thing to stand in front of his door, waiting for him to answer. Those last-minute thoughts chase themselves through my head. Did I forget an instruction? Have I licked all my lipstick off already? What if he doesn’t answer? And then he opens the door and beckons me inside. He takes the toy bag that just masquerades as my purse and doesn’t say a word. I stand there waiting, for his commands, his pleasure. The door closes behind me and no sooner am I in the room, does he have me facing the nearest wall. He whispers in my ear "Hi baby ", "How are we doing this evening?". He bends down to trace the line on my stocking from my heel up my leg to my inner thigh. He can tell I've been thinking about him. "Oh baby, what a mess you've made" and brings his fingers to my lips and has me lick them clean. I feel him work his way up my back to the zipper on my dress, and he pulls it down and has me step out of my dress.” How lovely you look, my sweet baby girl.” You followed my instructions perfectly, didn’t you?” I had, no bra, no panties. I wore a garter belt, thigh-high stockings, heels, and let's not forget the clover nipple clamps that had now started to bite into my nipples so hard that with every slight movement, they brought tears to my eyes. The begging ensues as I try to plead with him about clamps. I know this is useless. I know by now my makeup is running down my cheeks, mixed with tears. “Not until you come, princess.” His hand is on the inside of my thigh again, working its way toward my aching sex. His fingers work their way to my clit, and begin to rub in tiny wet circles in slow rhythmic motions. I start to feel warm, and I feel the orgasm building, from deep inside me. I begin to shake from the intensity of it. Finally, I come, whimpering all the while from pain and ecstasy. He removes the clamps, “Good girl”. he whispers once again in my ear. Our night begins. ~M *Archive "Men need to hunt. She obviously understands this. She’s offering herself as prey. Not easy prey. But willing.” |
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You have exceeded your usual excellence, M. Delightful selection. Wonderful things, memories.
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Fear can be so exceeding
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Everything your want is on the other side of fear. Just so you know, everyone begs about the clamps and negotiates like its wall street.[/SIZE]
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A nice way to begin the evening.
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2/22/2023 7:13 am |
Nice Memory!
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Everything your want is on the other side of fear. Just so you know, everyone begs about the clamps and negotiates like its wall street.[/SIZE]
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Soft spoken words and the tease.......how beautiful!
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Beautifully written.
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Slave rick
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You have lovely memories, M. Smile, be happy... you have been fortunate to have someone to create them with.
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Sweet memories can't be taken away Very nice thank you gorgeous one Sir
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Just a memory. "Men need to hunt. She obviously understands this. She’s offering herself as prey. Not easy prey. But willing.”
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