very pet and her Master …
Month: March 2015
Tell the truth now.
What really scares you?
That I am a sadistic bastard?
That I have such evil looking toys?
That I will tell you true to your face that I just want to watch you cry and hear you scream?
That I will humiliate and degrade you, treating you like a bitch in heat?
Is it really any of that?
Or is it the simple fact that you would crawl forward and lick My shoe for the privilege of the experience?
The fear that given the opportunity, you wouldn’t be able to help yourself?
The knowledge that no matter how many times you say, “Never again.”
you find yourself masturbating to the same masochistic fantasy again and again.
That is what really scares you, isn’t it.
It’s nothing that I’ve done, nothing that I could do,
it’s all right there inside your own pretty little head….
Oh my godddd. Damn, you’re good.
Soaking in the glorious sight of your body revealing all your darkest desires. Long slow deliberate strokes, creating a want within that almost consumes you. With each stroke your lips begin to swell, you can feel your clit harden and tingle, as each passing slowly distorts into a low moan. Suddenly your hips begin to rock, the gentle pressure of my thumbs not nearly enough to quell the ache the burns within. You crave more, something harder, something that will sate your needs. A thumb and finger, a tongue, a thick cock, something pushed inside you. Time seems to drag forever as you almost beg for relief, but like I said some moments should never be rushed.
Hey. Hey guys. Pssst. Hey… I love you all.
