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Just nod your head

Good girl

Thank you

A lot of ladies I write for have fantasies about the BDSM lifestyle The ies in their mind are very powerful, their fantasies dra lived the lifestyle as a Master for some time, I know for a fact that the interplay between a Doy that is difficult to duplicate The interplay of roles can be highly seductive – intoxicating

Addictive

Have you ever fantasized about being sexually and e oes after, without ever cority or the safety of the woe?

Have you ever dreamed about what it would be like to really experience just a couple of erotic-filled hours at the command of such a man?

Hoould you feel? Does the idea excite you?

Have you ever wanted to say ‘yes, Sir!’ to a man?

Try it, now I promise it’s okay No one will ever know Just whisper the words for me

Say, ‘yes, Sir!’

Good girl

I’d love to watch you on your knees, with your hands clasped behind you, your back arched just a little, and your hips thrust forward… your lips slightly parted, your eyes like dark pools of desire…

I really would

That’s okay, isn’t it?

It’s okay that I fantasize about you – after all, you’re the reason I’ma of you; the mystery that I can’t quite solve That’s who you are to me

You’re the only one I’ this moment with

I’d like to watch you fro become a little hectic It will be our secret – our sexy secret You see I really want to watch you pleasure yourself I want my stories to arouse you – to make you feel uninhibited and crazy turned on That’s the real reason I’ht

I want you to cum for me before I leave

Sorry I see you about et back to it I ht together and I said I wouldn’t rush I said I would be patient because I want you to enjoy these few hours and I want it to be an unforgettable experience for you There’s just one last thing…

Are you okay with soe?

I’ to tell you a story, trying to whisper words and paint i For ht word – the one that captures the essence of what I aht Most of the tie for shock value, so I hope you’ll be understanding tonight I feel like I can be honest with you I feel like we have so to tell youto have to use words that only belong in erotica novels

You’re okay with that, aren’t you?

They’re not the kind of words I would use if I met you on the street, but we’re way past that point now, aren’t we Look around I’m here with you in your home because you invited me in, and we’re alone, you and I We’re in the soft seductive darkness of your special place and I’ at you with a look somewhere betonder and fascination I want to know the dark sexy secrets that lurk behind your eyes, but for now that can wait Because I’ve come to entertain you, and that means I first need to share with you my story about Steffie

Share?

Yes Because I want you to feel involved in these tales I tell you I want you to feel what the ladies in ine yourself in their place I want this to be soht our relationship will never be quite the same

Now, spread your legs for ently open because I want you to be completely relaxed

Steffie was into the BDSM lifestyle, andher story with you When I ht – she had lost herself in a series of short ot that secret part of her that was aroused – that erotic flame that flickered because she had tried to be everythe fantasy that compelled her – that made her complete

Maybe you can relate, right? Maybe you’re nodding your head right now I can’t see you in the shadows, but I sense souess a lot of ladies lose the too hard to be what someone else wants them to be

The first ti on ht across her eyes It was a warentle breeze ca off the ocean and I could smell the salt in the air

Steffie was lying with her hands clenched into anxious little fists beside her Her legs ide apart and she earing white lingerie; stockings that ended above her knees and then a corset cinched tight so that it lifted her breasts and her nipples peaked like hard little berries above the lace trim of the cups White lace suspender ribbons connected the top of the stockings to the bottoerie

She wore no panties – but Steffie never wore panties

It was a rule of mine

I think the blindfold made those early submissive sessions we shared easier for her The darkness – the sense of detachment seemed to make it easier for her to react and respond to my commands It was like a thin veil between us that freed her to be pliant and responsive I guess it’s a little like our situation right now – the place you and I find ourselves We’re alone together, but that shroud of darkness bethere you are and where I’ to you… it’s a coh anony your fingers over the soft creah…

The darkness gives us all that freedom, don’t you think?

Steffie was lying with her lips et a sense of where I hat I was doing I prowled around the bed for a long ti with that rare kind of sexual anticipation that seehten all her senses, made her skin come alive to my every touch I leaned over the bed and trailed a line of wet kisses down the soft exposed flesh of her throat and drew one of her nipples between my teeth

Steffie gasped – a sigh of pent up breath that turned into a groan

“Touch yourself,” I told her “I want to watch you pleasure yourself I want to knohat arouses you Show me”

For an instant she hesitated, and then one of her hands came tentatively from her side, acro

ss the flat taut muscles of her abdomen and dipped deliciously between the folds of her pussy

It was an erotic et The air seey For all it’s siers between the glistening folds of her sex was so that stays clearly with me to this day

I watched, ers, but rather the way her body responded That hat intrigued an with her breathing – the sudden tightness of each inhalation as her fingers beca heat of her desire, and then brushed, light as butterfly wings, across the jutting button of her clit The breath seized in her throat and herthroaty moan I watched her face, and even behind the blindfold I sensed her eyes were screwed tightly shut

“Keep touching yourself,” I insisted The sound of my own voice in my ears was suddenly thick with my own need “Make yourself cum for me”

Steffie trapped her bottom lip between her teeth and her head turned to the side as if she had drawn all the air fro bloom of color rose up across her chest like a blush and then her knees bent and raised, and her hips began to undulate, lifting off the bed in a slow erotic private dance

I brushed the tips of ers over the lace of her corset and then the palm of h Steffie flinched as though the sensitive skin had been electrocuted, and the flurried touch of her fingers becaiven herself over to raw instincts as old as time itself Reason and inhibition slipped away Steffie’s breathing becaan to writhe and the air in the bedroom became scented by the musky natural aroma of her excitement

When Steffie caer thrust deep inside herself while her other hand plucked at one of her nipples She caasps of breath, each one torn froas over her like waves on a beach, exhausted and spent, drawn back into the dark depths of the ocean with the beach washed clean