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I Am Yours

“Slow down Rand.” Her driver gave a knowing look at her in the rear-view mirror. She was looking out her tinted window. She is Marlene Montessori. Mistress Marlene Montessori to be exact…Le Marlene. She is a beautiful woman…of that this is no doubt. She is also much more than that. At the moment she is a predator.
“Circle around the block
Rand.” He complies and as they pass the store front she tells her driver…”Let me out…wait for me on the side street. She stepped out of her Bentley and prepared to enter the Adult Bookstore. It smelled of stale smoke…piss and sex. No one took any notice as the bell above the door sounded. She walked about taking in the general layout…Racks with empty video jackets displayed the latest XXX-rated selections. Glass cases held assorted dildos…vibrators…lubes and everything in between. But she wasn’t interested in these kiddie toys. What she was after was no doubt in one of the adjoining rooms. The first room had several partitioned stalls and she could hear the moans and groans of the inhabitants. The second had private viewing booths. But it was the third that caught her fancy. She entered to find wares for a more select type clientele. High end impliments.
As she walked about she touched the cold hard steel. The leather. Latex. The wood. Bone. She was at a high state of arousal…but she had all these things…she had things you couldnt imagine. But there sitting in a swing she saw her object of desire…the reason she chose this shop.
A young man sat in the swing… “Do you like it?”
He looked up startled and looked around to see who she might be talking to.
Le Marlene laughed and walked up closer. As she did she could see the very feminine features of a very pretty face. She could make out the faint rise of breasts carelessly hidden. And she grew wet. This creature had an unknown power. Seductive. Wanton.
“The swing? What do you think …is it worth having?”
“Oh…I think so…I mean I don’t…I mean I haven’t actually tried it but I can just imagine.” He smiled and blushed and Le thought him just adorable. She stuck out her hand and said…”My names Miss Le Marlene Montessori.”
His eyes grew wide…”Wow…sounds important!”
Le laughed…” Only to some people.”
Still holding hands he realized he was staring at her. As he withdrew his hand he said…
“I’m Sam.”
Le walked around the swing brushing up against Sam causing it to sway. Then she pushed down on his shoulder and it started bobbing up and down.
Sam looked down and tried to cover up a growing hard-on. Le leaned in and as she is about to whisper she finds her mark…takes the nipple between her fingers and rolls it…”Don’t hide…I think you are just gorgeous”
Le reaches down and takes the cock in her hand…
Sam is both surprised and seduced. Le exposes the shaft then steps in to the swing…she makes adjustments and with her feet planted on the ground she lifts her skirt to reveal her shaved pussy. A flame tattoo adorns it. She guides the 9 incher into her and starts the swing in motion. Sam is in awe and is watching where pussy and cock connect
“Oh my God…I’m going to cum”
“Not yet!” Le pushes and holds the swollen throbbing dick all the way out.
Sam looks confused and frustrated…”what…?”
Le puts a finger up to Sam’s lips…”Shhh…”
“I can give you pleasure you have never dreamed of…take you places you have never been. But you must choose to completely submit to me…and by doing so you become mine. Choose now.”
Sam looked up…she had tears in her eyes. When she finally spoke she said…”My Mistress
…I have waited for you my whole life. Take me I am now and forever yours”
Le was unexpectedly touched by her words and the emotion contained in them.
She took hold of Sam had Sam standing on the ground…she used the swing in a circular motion and as they were ready to cum Le kicked Sam’s feet up off the ground. The effect adds adrenaline to the rush…(try it).
Le and Sam walked out of the Shop…as they rounded the corner she spotted the car. Rand jumped out and opened the door…Sam stepped aside and offered Le her hand saying…”Mistress…”

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