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"Then tell me, my slave. Tell me!" "I'm not..." she started to say, but wouldn't. It hurt to hold the words back. "You want me to touch your pussy, don't you, slave?" He used the word emphatically, knowing how she hated it. She nodded - almost perceptibly. "Say it!" "I want you to touch my pussy," the word was hardly audible, one she was embarrassed to say.
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She came hard and long, he could feel the strong muscular contractions wracking her body and the tip of his cock grew with its own fluid. But again, that would wait. He'd gotten what he wanted from her for now. He had something she'd never given anyone before... he had her shame. When the spasms eased, she lay completely limp for just a moment. Then there were sobs - not just tears, but waves of such profound release that the small sounds she made hardly seemed human.
He Stories of women having dog sex cradled her against him, she was so much like a rag doll now, but he only smiled. He knew this was her drug - this release, this floating, this peaceful oblivion. This was her addiction. "I adore you my pet," he told her again while he smoothed back the hair and kissed her forehead. He knew that even if he had removed the blindfold now, she would never bother to open her eyes and see him, but he left it alone.
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She Fisting lesbians and horse sex was drifting somewhere off in a world where there was not thought, no feeling, no nothing and he knew that the sound of his voice was her only anchor to this reality. He knew her fear of being lost in this and the way that she clung to him now showed him the ultimate trust. He would let her float there for awhile and then bring her slowly back down. He talked to her, just speaking meaningless words of reassurance until he told her it was time to come back.."A good evening, master," I purr as you walk in the door.
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A slow approving smile appears on your face briefly, then it is gone. Your face is impassive as you walk around me checking to make sure your orders have been followed. I continue to kneel in the middle of the room, not moving until you order me to. My hands are behind my head, causing my breasts to jut out-- waiting for your touch. I have been longing for you all day long, but you ordered me not to even think of pleasuring myself until you got here. I can feel your eyes on my body, and I wonder if you can see my wetness on my thighs? If you do, you don't mention it.
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