“I cam last night hard leaving the tape on kept me from coming back off that cloud of ecstacy for sometime i think it was around one that I finally sleapt.. this morning in the shower I rubbed my clit while slowly pullling off the tape I washed my quim and then your rose as you told me to do, as soon as the tape was completely off I came, I ended up on the floor of my tub I couldn’t even hold my self up, and am still shaking from the intensity of it…”
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6/06/2010 11:05:45 PM): Os are safe with me, I won’t lose them
6/06/2010 11:05:31 PM): when you’re ready – and you ARE – how long does it take
6/06/2010 11:06:33 PM): Given the right words, one or two minutes
6/06/2010 11:06:40 PM): hand in lap
6/06/2010 11:06:47 PM): between legs
6/06/2010 11:06:53 PM): SQUEEZING
6/06/2010 11:06:56 PM): TIGHTLY
6/06/2010 11:07:00 PM): clit
6/06/2010 11:07:03 PM): throbbing
6/06/2010 11:07:07 PM): touch it
6/06/2010 11:07:10 PM): PRESS
6/06/2010 11:07:13 PM): against it
6/06/2010 11:07:22 PM): DON’T cum, tho’
6/06/2010 11:07:24 PM): I dare ya
6/06/2010 11:07:43 PM): Mmmmm
6/06/2010 11:07:31 PM): press
6/06/2010 11:07:33 PM): HARDER
6/06/2010 11:07:52 PM): Is throbbing
6/06/2010 11:07:38 PM): DEEPER
6/06/2010 11:07:43 PM): SQUEEZE
6/06/2010 11:08:11 PM): Hard
6/06/2010 11:07:56 PM): with nipples, arching
6/06/2010 11:08:26 PM): Come
6/06/2010 11:08:45 PM): Please sir
6/06/2010 11:08:29 PM): come? please do
6/06/2010 11:08:42 PM): just ensure your hand travels below your cunt
6/06/2010 11:08:46 PM): down to your rose
6/06/2010 11:09:05 PM): Thank you
6/06/2010 11:08:54 PM): where MY tongue is
6/06/2010 11:09:39 PM): Ahhhhh
6/06/2010 11:09:29 PM): baby
6/06/2010 11:09:39 PM): you are SOO responsive
6/06/2010 11:10:02 PM): Leaves me breathless
6/06/2010 11:09:52 PM): one of the many reasons why I take SO much pride in ownership
6/06/2010 11:10:49 PM): I feel you here
6/06/2010 11:11:01 PM): Or should I say down there
6/06/2010 11:11:06 PM): would hope…EVERYWHERE
6/06/2010 11:11:40 PM): Yes Sir
6/06/2010 11:11:30 PM): yes?
6/06/2010 11:11:49 PM): Down to my toes
6/06/2010 11:11:39 PM): nipples
6/06/2010 11:11:43 PM): clit
6/06/2010 11:11:47 PM): and rose?
6/06/2010 11:12:15 PM): Yes sir
6/06/2010 11:12:33 PM): All
6/06/2010 11:12:24 PM): good
6/06/2010 11:13:08 PM): I hope you can feel it too
6/06/2010 11:13:07 PM): I do
6/06/2010 11:13:18 PM): wish I could feel a little MORE, butt…
6/06/2010 11:13:42 PM): Have to go
All right, then…
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The message blinking beside his cursor was brief, but to the point.
With his jaw having dropped STRAIGHT into his lap, he couldn’t believe what he was reading.
So he read it again. And again.
…aah, the power of words. And such small ones! Perhaps the tiniest, and most poignant expression ever uttered. Had the power to change minds, change hearts…
Why did it stir him so? Why did it have the power it did?
Knowing the answer, if indeed there were one, wouldn’t change anything, however. Some things were meant to be accepted as a gift, and leave it at that.
…or perhaps return the sentiment?
One thing was certain: seemed there were mysteries enough in the world to keep his interest piqued for yet another day…
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For someone who’ll find me
For someone who’s *looking* for me
Someone who can put up with me
This cyber space
Is it a lost cause?
Is it a lost race?
Should I just give up
If only to save face?
It has its ups
It has its downs
Like a fast food meal
Easy to wolf the calories
So here I remain
held fast, for the next fix
a self-confessed cyber junkie
In this purgatory of pixels
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What I’d like for you to do
is to test
so, naturally, you’ll want to unzip yourself
let Me know
i feel hot sir
and how do you know you feel hot?
because the air felt cold…
you didn’t actually check for yourself?
would you like me to sir?
as a matter of fact…yes
and thank you for asking first, my precious
your welcome sir
yes indeed i am hot sir
how do you know?
my hand is warming up being pressed against just the outside skin; I did not want to touch the inside without your permission.
lovely – would you LIKE to press further inward?
yes sir i would
tell me about your vagina
if I were kneeling between your legs right now, what would I see?
pouts I am unsure how to describe it
why the pout?
cause i dislike being unsure…
I assume you are unshaven…
yes you would assume correctly
and how would you feel, were you asked to denude yourself?
denude? i am afraid i don’t understand…
hmm I’ve never thought about it, would it please you if i were?
it is common for subs and slaves to have a clear runway
but you have yet to tell Me how YOU would feel about it
hmm I don’t really care either way it’s just I know once I shave once I will have to keep doing it or it will be uncomfortable
indeed – well, it’s something to think about – sorry if we sort of got off-track
as I recall, you were checking your temperature for Me, which I gather isn’t quite as hot as it were…
no it isn’t, or?
It’s only cooled down a bit but not much
have fingers entered yet?
no sir you have not given me permission to do so
you may do so
I would like to know how warm it is
fairly warm a getting hotter by the second
mmm – good
how many fingers?
only one sir
may i add more?
one or two?
there’s a lot of room to move with two
well, there is that – and you’re moist enough for two?
oh yes i am very wet sir
eXXXcellent – very arousing, love
before you continue, tho’…
tell me about your nipples
their state at the mo’
aching for attention…
if I were there, standing above you, would I be able to see them, poking thru?
my nipples aren’t that big sir but if you knew what to look for yes
and what should I be looking for?
and are your aureoles small as well?
sort of my aureoles are little larger than quarters, but my nipples are flat
I should say flat ish
so they’d take a little coaxing to bring them to life, is that the message I’m receiving?
not a lot of coaxing but a little
perhaps you could assist in the matter, then
what would you like me to do sir?
the same thing you’ve done for me in previous assignments
as you pinch
mmm yes sir
don’t neglect down below, however
think you’d be able to make another offering to Me?
I’ll want you to squeeze your breasts while you’re cumming – think you can manage that?
maybe just one breast at a time, tho’, since you’ll need one hand for your vagina
it would make Me deliriously happy to know that you’ve cum for Me, love
so…please do, and let me know once you’ve done so
I came sir
and was it good for you?
oh yes sir it was
have you done this before?
that sounded a little uncertain
I meant, have you ever cum on command like this
how did it feel?
if you’re truly interested in experiencing D/s, you may want to anticipate that this might occur on a regular basis, then
Yes sir thank you
this is about ‘control’ – your offering it, and it being accepted
preferably by someone that cares for you very much
With a FINE howdeedoo from a dearest and most lovedest. She was out w/ da famb, buying groceries, as I was told after she responded to my message on her phone. Just another ‘normal’ family outing – nothing out of the ordinary going on here, nope nope.
I asked, as I am wont to do, after all things of interest: clothing choices covering nipples, clit and rose, whereupon I was informed – much to my delight – that, indeed, panties were no longer ‘fresh’ – certainly not as fresh as they were when she began the day.
Fine; good – off to a grand start – as it usually was with her. Will let the rest of the text speak for itself:
shameless slut: Panties are blue and instantly moist for M
phlye: yum; thank you, love… as I harden for YOU
shameless slut: Shivering w pleasure
phlye: bra? you KNOW I covet My nipples, almost as much as I lust for clit and anus
shameless slut: I squeeze my legs together and feel you
phlye: you’re sitting, then
shameless slut: Nipples hard
phlye: and how ARE…good – touch them
shameless slut: No. Leaning on a porch rail
shameless slut: God
phlye: who could be the wiser?
shameless slut: Want you
phlye: knowing YOUR Master is…upside your asshole
phlye: RIPPING your cheeks apart
phlye: LICKING from cunt thru asshole
shameless slut: May I cum for M?
phlye: I love you, my delicious subby slut
shameless slut: Cumming
phlye: even MORE, every time you cum for Me
phlye: eXXXcellent turn-around time
phlye: I HOPE you’re messy – HOPE you wind up on unsteady knees
shameless slut: Anyone watching would think I’m having seisures
shameless slut: But no one is
phlye: pity – but a little embarrassment… goes a long way…
…and, on it went…actually, that was pretty much the eXXXtent of it…
For today. For THIS time.
What will happen next? Stay tuned!
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Just wanted you to know – I could’ve met up with other women today.
But I didn’t.
It’s YOU I want.
Finally realized that. Yes, profound epiphany that it be, of all the ladies in my life, it is YOU I covet most.
…why is that?
Certainly isn’t because of anything you’ve done. Not overtly, anyway. Nor am I suggesting your neglect is out of malice aforethought. It’s just – well, it’s ‘my’ thing, baybee. And what my ‘thing’ reacts to – which just happens to be the memory of what we shared.
Not that I’m blind to all the stuff we HAVEN’T shared – you know, coffee confabs, intimate discussions around the weather and your health – all that ‘polite’ stuff.
As if it matters. It does have its place, however – just never seemed to find a place within OUR confabs, huh.
How’d we manage to skip all that stuff? I guess, if memory serves, we DID have some intimate discussions, on-line, whey back when, didn’t we. Ran across some replies I meant to send – or did send – in response to our earliest, ‘getting to know each other’ discussions (talkin’ YEARS ago now…). Don’t ask me why I still have ‘em – much less that I found them on my work computer, but…suffice it to say, they were there, and they reminded me.
So we’re not EXACTLY strangers – in the non-sexual sense, I mean.
Isn’t that a relief. ;~>
At any rate – here I am, thinking of you, wanting you, and WRITING to you…when I could’ve been fucking someone else.
What kind of a fool am I, anyway? ;-D