Our Play

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(although this is an example of My style of play and what I enjoy, for those who are not quite ready for this level of intensity without undue lasting traumitization, I can play much lighter… it is in the rapture of my sub, that I find my treasure!)

I take you by the hair and pull you to Me. you have no choice but to submit, as not only My physical strength but moreover, My Dominance over you has you deep in My spell. your futile attempts to resist My power have ended in surrender. I place you in stringent bondage, you are completely restrained and totally helpless. I smile as I observe the fear (and longing lust) in your eyes. You cringe as the whip bites into your soft flesh, starting with your back, buttocks and thighs, then your tender breasts, and finally your sensually swollen loins. As I spank your pussy, you beg for mercy even though you are becoming so much more aroused, you are dripping with intense sexual excitement. your pleas fall upon deaf ears as I place the needles through your hard and tender nipples and hang weights upon them. As I place the clamp on your clit and clips over the tips of your nipples, you gasp, overwhelmed, and begin to cry. I fall in love with you, such a precious gift you give to Me! The tears falling down your face, wash away all doubts and troubles from the outside world. you realize that you are completely my property and that I own you! your body, your mind, your very spirit is joined to Me in such a way which lifts you up and enthralls you. you have found your Master. As I pour the hot molten wax over your breasts, you feel a fire building within like you have never known. you yearn to please Me more than anything else you have ever experienced! The two become as one – W/we walk in each others’ soul!

Later, as W/we go out shopping and to dinner, I have dressed you in very sexually suggestive attire, you wear your slave collar that I placed around your neck. I lead you on My leash. As W/we walk, people stare at U/us, at “you”, and you feel so desired. This experience serves as an affirmation that you are owned, that you truly are My property! Some look on in disgust as they fear that which they cannot understand, others smile and even laugh at the novel idea of a Master and slave, some stare with their mouths hanging open in disbelief, and then you notice the ones who long; they long to be in My shoes, in fact, they all want to be in My shoes, males and females, they all want you, they just can’t afford to admit it to themselves. They long to be in your shoes as well. The surrender, the pleasure, the pain, all under My Dominance and control. Many admire O/our courage and O/our commitment to each other.

you give cause (possibly intentionally) for chastisement, and I scold you in front of strangers. I promise you a really good spanking when I get you home! They smile in their knowing glances. you plead with Me for forgiveness, I laugh at you further embarrassing you. I tell you that if you really please Me for the rest of the evening, maybe I won’t spank you sooo hard, and I caress your sweet and gentle face. You reply: “Yes Master, i will do anything You say”.

At dinner, I leave the table for just a few moments, men (and women) who have been lusting over you since our arrival come up to you wanting to know, to understand: are you in trouble, are you happy? are you safe? you smile and tell them gleefully: “i am the property of my Master, i exist to please and serve only Him or others of His choosing – if you wish to know more, you must ask for His permission”. In their amazement, they walk away. The one with courage, comes to talk after I return, he/she is open and frank, sincere in the search for understanding. We make arrangements for future encounters where you will experience multiple penetrations at one time, a gang bang. you are awash with excitement and your mind is soaring with endorphins!

Once we are home, you are commanded to strip, you try to tease Me as you remove your clothes and go to your knees. In a futile attempt, you try to redirect My intentions by unzipping My pants and licking My dick. you begin to suck Me as your head bobs up and down on My swollen hardness within your mouth. Not being influenced, I send you to fetch the discipline paddle and you abjectly crawl to Me with it, seeking my favor. You notice the sadisticness in My eyes and smile. your muscles tighten in anticipation for what you know is to come, you have fantasized about it, masturbating in the darkness, desiring the loss of control, but now, even in your excitement, you fear Me. I am content in that knowledge. Following My orders, you bend over My lap with your upturned bare bottom under My hand. As I lovingly caress it I tell you: “I want to hurt you, I am going to really enjoy this”! Whimpering, you respond: “Yes, i know Master, You’re a Sadistic son-of-a-bitch”! This make Me so proud to hear you say that! As I pick up the paddle, your cheeks tighten and you cringe, crying out: “please Master”, as it falls upon your luscious flesh. Smack, Smack, Smack Smack… Because I did not bless you with a warm up, you were unprepared for the intensity, you begin to beg: “please, PLEASE, Master… please have mercy on me”, I laugh at you and continue to enjoy the torture. you try to pull off My lap, but there is no use, your Master has complete control and there is nothing you can do but suffer! you put your hands back to your bottom in an attempt to block the blows, and I lock your arms behind you… Smack, Smack, Smack, Smack… you begin to cry, your cries turn to sobbing, your sobbing slowly softens My heart, My intention, My desire… I am satiated and lay down the paddle as you cry… ohhhh, how I love you! I tenderly rub your bruised flaming bottom, I lean over and kiss away the fires burning there… but in one last surge of sadistic desire, I bite down into your cheek and you scream out in pain. Laughing, I take you up into My arms and sit you down into My lap. you lay your head upon My shoulder and I whisper into your ear: “Daddy loves His little-girl”… you wipe your tears and sniffle whimpering. You look up into My eyes and say: “i love You too Daddy”. I put My mouth on yours and O/our tongues dance as O/our eyes absorb each others soul. Caressing your hair, and holding you close, you ball up in My lap. I tell you how proud I am of you and what a wonderful treasure your surrender is to Me. I cherish you above All Things, you ARE My Soul-mate! I belong to you as much as you belong to Me! I pick you up and carry you to the bed, we make love all night.

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  1. kate

    kinda confusing. is the chick a younger girl or is she an adult. but allin all its a good story

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  2. Alice

    What is with the W/we O/our U/us?

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  3. JayBird

    So glad I’m not into this kind of thing.

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