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Posted 1 year ago
I can take the suspense no longer. Eyes still locked on one another, I slowly reach for your hips and clasp you with both hands. Waiting. Anticipating. The throbbing so intense as I pause, your lips moist and parted with the very tip of my manhood.
You look at me with a baleful, almost pleading intensity in your eyes. But still I pause. Hands clamped on your hips. Preventing movement of any kind. Suspended. Timeless. Motionless. Savoring the moment.
Suddenly and without warning I pull your hips to me, thrusting my pelvis and driving deep inside of you. I gasp at the intensity of your heat and the fire inside me.
"OH GOD!" you shout, our locked gaze finally broken in the heat of the moment. Your head flies back and arms collapse beneath you and you drop your head to the floor as you envelop the full measure of me.
Instinctively you begin to thrust toward me, desperately wanting release, but I hold you firm and motionless in my clamped grasp. Slowly I press deeper and can feel your cervix pulsing against me in its pre-orgasmic dance. I squeeze, engorging my cock and swelling within you.
"OH SIR!" you cry out, the swelling and stretching pushing you toward the precipice of orgasmic release. "PLEASE, may I cum?"
"You may my pet, as many times as you like," I reply through gritted teeth.
Ever so slowly I withdraw from you, every tiny movement of flesh against flesh intensifying  your already near explosive conclusion. As my head stretches past your outer muscular ring I pause again. You are shuddering, shaking before me. Hips still clenched in my firm grasp I drive myself full inside you with one mighty pulling thrust and the effect is nothing short of magical.
"OH MY GOD!" you scream, "OH SHIT…OH FUCK…FUCK ME SIR!!!"
Needing no further encouragement, I thrust in and our of you, the sensation of fire rising in the pit of my stomach. Over and over again. Pulling. Thrusting. Long deep penetrations. Pressing with each one to go deeper and deeper. Wanting to consume you and be consumed.
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I can take the suspense no longer. Eyes still locked on one another, I slowly reach for your hips and clasp you with both hands. Waiting. Anticipating. The throbbing so intense as I pause, your lips moist and parted with the very tip of my manhood.

You look at me with a baleful, almost pleading intensity in your eyes. But still I pause. Hands clamped on your hips. Preventing movement of any kind. Suspended. Timeless. Motionless. Savoring the moment.

Suddenly and without warning I pull your hips to me, thrusting my pelvis and driving deep inside of you. I gasp at the intensity of your heat and the fire inside me.

"OH GOD!" you shout, our locked gaze finally broken in the heat of the moment. Your head flies back and arms collapse beneath you and you drop your head to the floor as you envelop the full measure of me.

Instinctively you begin to thrust toward me, desperately wanting release, but I hold you firm and motionless in my clamped grasp. Slowly I press deeper and can feel your cervix pulsing against me in its pre-orgasmic dance. I squeeze, engorging my cock and swelling within you.

"OH SIR!" you cry out, the swelling and stretching pushing you toward the precipice of orgasmic release. "PLEASE, may I cum?"

"You may my pet, as many times as you like," I reply through gritted teeth.

Ever so slowly I withdraw from you, every tiny movement of flesh against flesh intensifying  your already near explosive conclusion. As my head stretches past your outer muscular ring I pause again. You are shuddering, shaking before me. Hips still clenched in my firm grasp I drive myself full inside you with one mighty pulling thrust and the effect is nothing short of magical.

"OH MY GOD!" you scream, "OH SHIT…OH FUCK…FUCK ME SIR!!!"

Needing no further encouragement, I thrust in and our of you, the sensation of fire rising in the pit of my stomach. Over and over again. Pulling. Thrusting. Long deep penetrations. Pressing with each one to go deeper and deeper. Wanting to consume you and be consumed.

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Posted 1 year ago
Casting off my clothes I drop hungrily to my knees positioning myself behind your upturned and beautifully presented ass. Grasping my throbbing and rigid member, I guide myself to your soaked and waiting sex. Parting your slick lips with my head still wet from your mouth, I pause, savoring the moment…building the tension, desire and anticipation.
You look back at me expectantly, a look of hunger and craving in your eyes but no words are exchanged. Instead, our eyes lock and together we stare into one another’s soul, suspended in time and space at the delicious precipice; both desperately craving what comes next and yet both desperately wanting this moment to last forever.
Still staring deeply into your beautiful eyes, almost imperceptibly I begin to move…pressing really more than moving. Your eyes flutter but with an iron will we remain singularly focussed on one another’s eyes as the first waves of fire roll through and across us.
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Casting off my clothes I drop hungrily to my knees positioning myself behind your upturned and beautifully presented ass. Grasping my throbbing and rigid member, I guide myself to your soaked and waiting sex. Parting your slick lips with my head still wet from your mouth, I pause, savoring the moment…building the tension, desire and anticipation.

You look back at me expectantly, a look of hunger and craving in your eyes but no words are exchanged. Instead, our eyes lock and together we stare into one another’s soul, suspended in time and space at the delicious precipice; both desperately craving what comes next and yet both desperately wanting this moment to last forever.

Still staring deeply into your beautiful eyes, almost imperceptibly I begin to move…pressing really more than moving. Your eyes flutter but with an iron will we remain singularly focussed on one another’s eyes as the first waves of fire roll through and across us.

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Posted 1 year ago
As you quiver and shudder in your pre-orgasmic state, I reach for the cane and rub it tantalizingly over your delicious rounded ass.
"Today you are mine my pet," I croon as the smooth rattan glides over your silky soft skin. "For this day you are my toy, and I am eager to see just how you can please me. But first, since you are in such a high state of arousal, you should not mind a few strokes to your ever so sexy ass. I know when you are as worked up as you are right now that your tolerance for the cane is much higher. Let’s put that to work shall we?"
Reluctantly, and with obvious disappointment that my efforts are not going to imminently lead to your release and satisfaction you respond, “Yes Sir, if it pleases you.”
"Good. Now please maintain the count and brace yourself," I command.
Slashing the cane through the air with a harsh whooshing sound you clench your ass cheeks involuntarily in anticipation of the blows that never come. The effect is mesmerizing and I cannot resist building your anticipation and fear still further. Slashing the cane here and there harmlessly through the air, I watch you twitch, jump and clench. The mere fact that you will submissively kneel there at my feet accepting and even welcoming my desires for you is humbling and at the same time empowering. Such a rush you give me!
Resting the cane across your rounded cheeks as though perfecting my aim I tap lightly a few times, prepping you, centering you, and focussing you to that very spot where the rattan will first land.
<SLASH>
"OOOWWWWW!" you howl as the cane lands squarely across your ass. You arch suddenly and lean forward on your hands and knees, as though moving further away from the source would lessen the pain.
"For every one you fail to count there will be two more my pet. I will forgive you this first one."
"One," you hastily respond, "thank you Sir. May I have another?"
The mere fact that you respond so perfectly in this way brings a glow to my heart. I do so treasure your submission and willingness. Part of me wants to sweep you up lovingly in my arms and hold you tenderly. The rest of me craves to hear you count some more.
<SLASH>
"YOWWWWWW!" the harsh sting of the rattan launches you forward once again. "Two, thank you Sir. May I have another."
<SLASH>
"OWWWWWW SHIIIIITTTT" the red marks already crisscrossing your ass tell the visual story that your voice is trying to convey. "Three………thank you Sir" the hint of a sob creeping into your voice. "M…m….may I have another?"
"No," I reply," I believe that is quite enough for now. I have other desires for you my little one. "Come, kneel before me."
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As you quiver and shudder in your pre-orgasmic state, I reach for the cane and rub it tantalizingly over your delicious rounded ass.

"Today you are mine my pet," I croon as the smooth rattan glides over your silky soft skin. "For this day you are my toy, and I am eager to see just how you can please me. But first, since you are in such a high state of arousal, you should not mind a few strokes to your ever so sexy ass. I know when you are as worked up as you are right now that your tolerance for the cane is much higher. Let’s put that to work shall we?"

Reluctantly, and with obvious disappointment that my efforts are not going to imminently lead to your release and satisfaction you respond, “Yes Sir, if it pleases you.”

"Good. Now please maintain the count and brace yourself," I command.

Slashing the cane through the air with a harsh whooshing sound you clench your ass cheeks involuntarily in anticipation of the blows that never come. The effect is mesmerizing and I cannot resist building your anticipation and fear still further. Slashing the cane here and there harmlessly through the air, I watch you twitch, jump and clench. The mere fact that you will submissively kneel there at my feet accepting and even welcoming my desires for you is humbling and at the same time empowering. Such a rush you give me!

Resting the cane across your rounded cheeks as though perfecting my aim I tap lightly a few times, prepping you, centering you, and focussing you to that very spot where the rattan will first land.

<SLASH>

"OOOWWWWW!" you howl as the cane lands squarely across your ass. You arch suddenly and lean forward on your hands and knees, as though moving further away from the source would lessen the pain.

"For every one you fail to count there will be two more my pet. I will forgive you this first one."

"One," you hastily respond, "thank you Sir. May I have another?"

The mere fact that you respond so perfectly in this way brings a glow to my heart. I do so treasure your submission and willingness. Part of me wants to sweep you up lovingly in my arms and hold you tenderly. The rest of me craves to hear you count some more.

<SLASH>

"YOWWWWWW!" the harsh sting of the rattan launches you forward once again. "Two, thank you Sir. May I have another."

<SLASH>

"OWWWWWW SHIIIIITTTT" the red marks already crisscrossing your ass tell the visual story that your voice is trying to convey. "Three………thank you Sir" the hint of a sob creeping into your voice. "M…m….may I have another?"

"No," I reply," I believe that is quite enough for now. I have other desires for you my little one. "Come, kneel before me."

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Posted 1 year ago
"No you may not come!" I command sharply, forcibly pulling your hips away from the wall-mounted dildo. "I want to watch you quiver and suffer on the brink of orgasm just as long as I can."
"OH PLEASE SIR!" you cry out, your back heaving for breath as you kneel in presentation, little shudders wracking your body. "That is not fair!"
"Oh, I know it is not &#8216;fair&#8217; my pet which is precisely why I am enjoying myself so intensely this morning. Nothing I am doing this day is &#8216;fair&#8217; but it pleases me tremendously to have you suffering in your various ways for me. The power you grant and the will you grant turns me on more than most anything else you could possibly do. It is a real gift. And I am enjoying this present of yours so very much."
"In fact, I am going to enjoy it all the more now as you please me and deny yourself still further."
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"No you may not come!" I command sharply, forcibly pulling your hips away from the wall-mounted dildo. "I want to watch you quiver and suffer on the brink of orgasm just as long as I can."

"OH PLEASE SIR!" you cry out, your back heaving for breath as you kneel in presentation, little shudders wracking your body. "That is not fair!"

"Oh, I know it is not ‘fair’ my pet which is precisely why I am enjoying myself so intensely this morning. Nothing I am doing this day is ‘fair’ but it pleases me tremendously to have you suffering in your various ways for me. The power you grant and the will you grant turns me on more than most anything else you could possibly do. It is a real gift. And I am enjoying this present of yours so very much."

"In fact, I am going to enjoy it all the more now as you please me and deny yourself still further."

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Posted 1 year ago
"When I said I was telling you to literally go fuck yourself I was not kidding, my pet," I chuckle pointing toward the floor.
You stumble into the room and stare down at the silicon dildo mounted to the door frame slightly below knee height. A look of puzzlement crosses your face then a dawning recognition of what is to come. Grasping your arm I spin you around, your back to the doorframe.
"PRESENT!" I command. To your credit you promptly drop to your knees, face on the carpet and arms stretched over your head.
"Ah my pet, you are doing so well this morning despite your over-eagerness to be taken," I commend, looking down at your ever so sexy submissive pose. "In spite of yourself, you are doing so very well today and it pleases me very much."
A slight smile comes across your face at the praise and reassurance&#8230;almost a look of genuine satisfaction.
"Now then my pet, back yourself up to the rubber phallus and take care of your proclaimed needs; go fuck yourself," I chuckle at my own bad joke. "I am just going to sit back and watch the show. But just a friendly reminder, no coming without permission."
Slowly you back up and position yourself so the head of the dildo rests against your soaking wet sex. You wiggle your hips here and there pressing and positioning so as to ease the large phallus inside you. Your efforts to take the large dildo and work it into yourself is one of the sexiest things I can remember and watching you has me hard and in a lather of my own.
You moan as the large rubber head parts your lips and slips past the muscular ring of your vagina. With the largest portion inside, you begin to rock and press, gently coaxing the impressive inanimate member deeper and deeper within you. Through the combination of exertion and pleasure, your breath comes in gasps and your already heightened arousal rapidly turns into animalistic urgency.
Your thrusting and bucking intensifies and you bury the dildo repeatedly near full length. Grunting and gasping you plead almost inaudibly, &#8220;Please Sir, may I cum for you?&#8221;
"No you may not!" I respond sharply.
You stop thrusting, hovering on the brink of orgasm, teeth clenched, lips pursed, and eyes locked straight ahead in deep concentration, desperately trying to hold back the inevitable.
"Keep thrusting my little one!" I command.
You try to move slowly back and forth on the phallus impaled deep within you but the slightest movement sends you reeling toward the brink of release.
Panting, you stop the motion again, &#8220;OH GOD Sir, I cannot do it! I cannot possibly move and hold back!&#8221;
"You can and you will!" I reply sternly.
Straddling your prone form I reach down and place a firm hand on each of your hips, now frozen in space, desperate not to come. Grasping your hips I pull you away from the door frame, the dildo sliding nearly out of you. You gasp at the movement, mouth open and breath coming in gasps. Then without warning I press rapidly on your hips and thrust your ass toward the door frame, driving the dildo deep inside you.
"Oh Sir!" you cry out in an ear-splitting scream. "I am going to cum!"
"No you are not. No you won&#8217;t. You will hold it, my pet"
Still grasping your hips I thrust you back and forth impaling you&#8230;fucking you. Your head thrashes back and forth on the floor desperately fighting physiology and the inevitable.
"No Sir! NO&#8230;.NO&#8230;..NO&#8230;.." you cry out over and over again. "I&#8230;..CANNOT&#8230;.HOLD&#8230;..IT&#8230;..ANY&#8230;..LONGER&#8230;&#8230;."
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"When I said I was telling you to literally go fuck yourself I was not kidding, my pet," I chuckle pointing toward the floor.

You stumble into the room and stare down at the silicon dildo mounted to the door frame slightly below knee height. A look of puzzlement crosses your face then a dawning recognition of what is to come. Grasping your arm I spin you around, your back to the doorframe.

"PRESENT!" I command. To your credit you promptly drop to your knees, face on the carpet and arms stretched over your head.

"Ah my pet, you are doing so well this morning despite your over-eagerness to be taken," I commend, looking down at your ever so sexy submissive pose. "In spite of yourself, you are doing so very well today and it pleases me very much."

A slight smile comes across your face at the praise and reassurance…almost a look of genuine satisfaction.

"Now then my pet, back yourself up to the rubber phallus and take care of your proclaimed needs; go fuck yourself," I chuckle at my own bad joke. "I am just going to sit back and watch the show. But just a friendly reminder, no coming without permission."

Slowly you back up and position yourself so the head of the dildo rests against your soaking wet sex. You wiggle your hips here and there pressing and positioning so as to ease the large phallus inside you. Your efforts to take the large dildo and work it into yourself is one of the sexiest things I can remember and watching you has me hard and in a lather of my own.

You moan as the large rubber head parts your lips and slips past the muscular ring of your vagina. With the largest portion inside, you begin to rock and press, gently coaxing the impressive inanimate member deeper and deeper within you. Through the combination of exertion and pleasure, your breath comes in gasps and your already heightened arousal rapidly turns into animalistic urgency.

Your thrusting and bucking intensifies and you bury the dildo repeatedly near full length. Grunting and gasping you plead almost inaudibly, “Please Sir, may I cum for you?”

"No you may not!" I respond sharply.

You stop thrusting, hovering on the brink of orgasm, teeth clenched, lips pursed, and eyes locked straight ahead in deep concentration, desperately trying to hold back the inevitable.

"Keep thrusting my little one!" I command.

You try to move slowly back and forth on the phallus impaled deep within you but the slightest movement sends you reeling toward the brink of release.

Panting, you stop the motion again, “OH GOD Sir, I cannot do it! I cannot possibly move and hold back!”

"You can and you will!" I reply sternly.

Straddling your prone form I reach down and place a firm hand on each of your hips, now frozen in space, desperate not to come. Grasping your hips I pull you away from the door frame, the dildo sliding nearly out of you. You gasp at the movement, mouth open and breath coming in gasps. Then without warning I press rapidly on your hips and thrust your ass toward the door frame, driving the dildo deep inside you.

"Oh Sir!" you cry out in an ear-splitting scream. "I am going to cum!"

"No you are not. No you won’t. You will hold it, my pet"

Still grasping your hips I thrust you back and forth impaling you…fucking you. Your head thrashes back and forth on the floor desperately fighting physiology and the inevitable.

"No Sir! NO….NO…..NO….." you cry out over and over again. "I…..CANNOT….HOLD…..IT…..ANY…..LONGER……."

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Posted 1 year ago

Lowering you gently to your hands and knees I reach back toward your now soaked pussy and drag a fingertip up between your silky lips. You shudder and gasp at the direct touch which only serves to heighten your already needy state.

"My pet," I begin, "thank you for your candor and openness about wanting to be taken or to make love. I appreciate your honesty and the polite manner with which you made the request. However, asking me to make love to you is not the correct protocol nor respectful of a Master. Indeed, in asking you are seeking self-fulfillment as opposed to giving your submission or providing service. I appreciate and respect the loving spirit with which you intended the request but again, you are not to be making requests for your fulfillment but rather offers to address mine."

You look quizzically up at me as I circle the tip of a finger around your hot and slick opening, stretching a probing ever so slightly, raising your arousal perceptibly higher and higher. You begin to fairly pant as my wet fingertip drops to your sensitive clit and circles it attentively.

"What I am saying is that making requests of your Master will likely result not only in not getting what you want, but in getting just the opposite. So in this instance, not only am I not going to take you, but I am not even going to touch you. In essence, I am telling you to go fuck yourself. Literally."

"Come with me."

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Posted 1 year ago
"Sir, I realize that I have been defiant and unwilling to submit to your wishes and in so doing had brought discord and strife to our household and our relationship," you continue. "I have been a willful and unpleasant sub and have angered you and otherwise disturbed your sense of peace and tranquility. Above all I know that I have disappointed you and it pains me greatly to have failed in your eyes. That is the worst. I never want to be a considered a failure by you."
"Please Sir," you go on, presenting a leather strop to me, "I have done terribly wrong and deserve to be corrected and even punished for my behavior. I need to be reminded of the severity of my misdeeds and taught a lesson that will leave an impression on me lest I never forget this day and the misery it has brought to both of us."
"Sir, if it is your wish, please use this or any other implement of your choosing and teach me a lesson in humility and service that I will never forget. Please Sir."
Taking the heavy leather strop from your hands I look down upon you, idly tapping the leather against my thigh. I am still angry with you and a part of me wants to truly lash out at you and give you what you are asking for. From my frustration and ire, I want to deliver a punishment like you have never had before; one that will leave you unable to sit comfortably for days. One that will remind you for some time to come of your place, what is expected of you, and what happens when you defy your Master.
"Come!" I command sternly, "Lay across my lap&#8230;NOW!"
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"Sir, I realize that I have been defiant and unwilling to submit to your wishes and in so doing had brought discord and strife to our household and our relationship," you continue. "I have been a willful and unpleasant sub and have angered you and otherwise disturbed your sense of peace and tranquility. Above all I know that I have disappointed you and it pains me greatly to have failed in your eyes. That is the worst. I never want to be a considered a failure by you."

"Please Sir," you go on, presenting a leather strop to me, "I have done terribly wrong and deserve to be corrected and even punished for my behavior. I need to be reminded of the severity of my misdeeds and taught a lesson that will leave an impression on me lest I never forget this day and the misery it has brought to both of us."

"Sir, if it is your wish, please use this or any other implement of your choosing and teach me a lesson in humility and service that I will never forget. Please Sir."

Taking the heavy leather strop from your hands I look down upon you, idly tapping the leather against my thigh. I am still angry with you and a part of me wants to truly lash out at you and give you what you are asking for. From my frustration and ire, I want to deliver a punishment like you have never had before; one that will leave you unable to sit comfortably for days. One that will remind you for some time to come of your place, what is expected of you, and what happens when you defy your Master.

"Come!" I command sternly, "Lay across my lap…NOW!"

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Posted 1 year ago
Turning around to take a seat I am shocked to find you kneeling submissively before me. My heart leaps into my throat as your position and posture communicate more than any words ever could. I am nearly moved to tears as you present yourself to me in a most respectful and submissive manner. It is all I can do but to reach out and embrace you and tell you everything will be OK, and we will be OK, and that you are indeed my cherished little one. But you have asked to speak with me, and with all the resolve I can muster I sit silently down to listen to what you have to say.
"Sir," you begin, eyes cast down at the floor, face hidden behind your beautiful long hair. "I have been thinking long and hard about the nature of my submission as you directed me to do. And I admit that I am deeply conflicted over certain elements of our relationship and the role that I play in it."
As you speak, the fear that you may indeed leave me rises anew.
"I am indeed struggling with the service element of our relationship and have a very difficult time submitting to your will when you direct me to serve you domestically or in other ways that feel even remotely demeaning or menial," you continue. "I am trying to understand why this is because in my heart I want to submit to you and no one but you. I want to please you and serve you and give myself and my life over to you. It does please me very much to do so and I crave my release of control and your leadership and control of me."
I make to speak but then decide to bite my tongue and just listen.
"I want to surrender to you entirely and serve you as you see fit. I feel complete and whole when I am able to do so without reservation. But there is this part of me that is clinging to my old self, the person that I molded for all those years before we met. That independent and willful person who determined her own destiny and took orders from no one unless there was a paycheck involved."
"To be the person you want me to be and are working so hard to mold me into being, I have to let go of that other me. The past me. And it is like dying in one sense and being reborn in another. Even though I know that my rebirth is like a butterfly emerging from a chrysalis, the caterpillar has to let go of the life it knew first. It is that life that I am struggling to let go of. And when I struggle with letting go, it manifests itself in the form of defiance of your will and desires for me."
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Turning around to take a seat I am shocked to find you kneeling submissively before me. My heart leaps into my throat as your position and posture communicate more than any words ever could. I am nearly moved to tears as you present yourself to me in a most respectful and submissive manner. It is all I can do but to reach out and embrace you and tell you everything will be OK, and we will be OK, and that you are indeed my cherished little one. But you have asked to speak with me, and with all the resolve I can muster I sit silently down to listen to what you have to say.

"Sir," you begin, eyes cast down at the floor, face hidden behind your beautiful long hair. "I have been thinking long and hard about the nature of my submission as you directed me to do. And I admit that I am deeply conflicted over certain elements of our relationship and the role that I play in it."

As you speak, the fear that you may indeed leave me rises anew.

"I am indeed struggling with the service element of our relationship and have a very difficult time submitting to your will when you direct me to serve you domestically or in other ways that feel even remotely demeaning or menial," you continue. "I am trying to understand why this is because in my heart I want to submit to you and no one but you. I want to please you and serve you and give myself and my life over to you. It does please me very much to do so and I crave my release of control and your leadership and control of me."

I make to speak but then decide to bite my tongue and just listen.

"I want to surrender to you entirely and serve you as you see fit. I feel complete and whole when I am able to do so without reservation. But there is this part of me that is clinging to my old self, the person that I molded for all those years before we met. That independent and willful person who determined her own destiny and took orders from no one unless there was a paycheck involved."

"To be the person you want me to be and are working so hard to mold me into being, I have to let go of that other me. The past me. And it is like dying in one sense and being reborn in another. Even though I know that my rebirth is like a butterfly emerging from a chrysalis, the caterpillar has to let go of the life it knew first. It is that life that I am struggling to let go of. And when I struggle with letting go, it manifests itself in the form of defiance of your will and desires for me."

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Posted 1 year ago

"Oh my pet, you really did like the flogger didn’t you?" I enquire greeting you first thing in the morning. "I do so appreciate your enthusiasm. And your presentation is priceless and most appealing! I do so love you and your submission. And you were so hot last night! I cannot tell you how much your complete emersion and enjoyment of the experience turned me on."

Only a little dejected you set down the flogger you so pleasingly presented for my use.

"You are such a delight little one, but all flogging and orgasms and no service makes a sub a spoiled girl," I chide. "While I really had a terrific time introducing you to the flogger and you clearly enjoyed the experience, I think we need to get back to focusing on some  lessons on service and humility. Mind you, I said humility not humiliation. Big difference. Let’s talk about this a little before we begin."

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Posted 1 year ago
Hastily you roll over and comply with my order to present yourself to me as you hunger for anything that will bring you release from the long-denied orgasm you crave. Picking up the flogger without warning I give your ass several solid blows, your lovely rounded cheeks dancing in response. Stray tendrils of soft leather graze your engorged sex eliciting moans of pleasure combined with the grunts of endurance at the heavy leather pounding.  You arch your back upward to protect your wet and needy lips from the leather wisps but I will have none of it.
"Present properly my pet or I will whip your pussy directly!" I command. "Stick it out for me!"
As you comply, arching your back downward and thrusting your sex toward me, I take hold of my throbbing manhood and drive deeply into your soaked pussy without warning or preamble.
"OH MY GOD SIR!" you cry out, my thrusts beginning in earnest, penetrating you deeply and hungrily.
Already on the verge of orgasm the sudden and deep penetration propels you over the cliff and into the abyss of spasming, screaming release. You buck and heave toward me, meeting my thrusts, driving yourself harder and deeper onto me. You are a crazed animal; all sensation and sound, driving with instinctual determination for mind shattering orgasm after orgasm. You are relentless.
As you devour me I slash the flogger over your ass and hips, igniting an external fire to match your internal one. In the heat of the moment of repeated orgasm the attention of the flogger registers not as pain but as increased intensity of the pleasure your are experiencing and the ferocity of your animal-like sexual rage rises to a new and fevered pitch. I have never seen you like this and it turns me on as never before.
Thrusting and heaving, all grunts and cries, I cast aside the flogger and grasp your hips in both hands pulling you harder and deeper in desperation to be entirely consumed by you.
"Come on my pet, COME ON!!!" I yell, thrusting and desperately holding back my own release.
"YESSSSS!!!" you scream in an ear shattering affirmation of our consummation.
"CUM FOR ME MY LITTLE ONE&#8230;.GOD I LOVE YOU!!!" I shout, all physical need and pent up emotion.
With a final heaving thrust my vision blurs and all I see is orange light. Then darkness as though momentarily losing consciousness. Fire in my loins spreading to my chest outward to my limbs.
"OH&#8230;.OH&#8230;..YESSSS&#8230;..GOD&#8230;&#8230;AAUUUURRRGGGGHHHHH!!!!!" you cry, meeting my final thrust with equal intensity.
In a preciously short instant we are reduced to a panting heaving mass of flesh and limbs. Clutching blindly at one another. Desperate for air. Desperate for each other. Slaked. Fulfilled. Complete.
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Hastily you roll over and comply with my order to present yourself to me as you hunger for anything that will bring you release from the long-denied orgasm you crave. Picking up the flogger without warning I give your ass several solid blows, your lovely rounded cheeks dancing in response. Stray tendrils of soft leather graze your engorged sex eliciting moans of pleasure combined with the grunts of endurance at the heavy leather pounding.  You arch your back upward to protect your wet and needy lips from the leather wisps but I will have none of it.

"Present properly my pet or I will whip your pussy directly!" I command. "Stick it out for me!"

As you comply, arching your back downward and thrusting your sex toward me, I take hold of my throbbing manhood and drive deeply into your soaked pussy without warning or preamble.

"OH MY GOD SIR!" you cry out, my thrusts beginning in earnest, penetrating you deeply and hungrily.

Already on the verge of orgasm the sudden and deep penetration propels you over the cliff and into the abyss of spasming, screaming release. You buck and heave toward me, meeting my thrusts, driving yourself harder and deeper onto me. You are a crazed animal; all sensation and sound, driving with instinctual determination for mind shattering orgasm after orgasm. You are relentless.

As you devour me I slash the flogger over your ass and hips, igniting an external fire to match your internal one. In the heat of the moment of repeated orgasm the attention of the flogger registers not as pain but as increased intensity of the pleasure your are experiencing and the ferocity of your animal-like sexual rage rises to a new and fevered pitch. I have never seen you like this and it turns me on as never before.

Thrusting and heaving, all grunts and cries, I cast aside the flogger and grasp your hips in both hands pulling you harder and deeper in desperation to be entirely consumed by you.

"Come on my pet, COME ON!!!" I yell, thrusting and desperately holding back my own release.

"YESSSSS!!!" you scream in an ear shattering affirmation of our consummation.

"CUM FOR ME MY LITTLE ONE….GOD I LOVE YOU!!!" I shout, all physical need and pent up emotion.

With a final heaving thrust my vision blurs and all I see is orange light. Then darkness as though momentarily losing consciousness. Fire in my loins spreading to my chest outward to my limbs.

"OH….OH…..YESSSS…..GOD……AAUUUURRRGGGGHHHHH!!!!!" you cry, meeting my final thrust with equal intensity.

In a preciously short instant we are reduced to a panting heaving mass of flesh and limbs. Clutching blindly at one another. Desperate for air. Desperate for each other. Slaked. Fulfilled. Complete.

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