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He reached across the small restaurant table and pinched my tit . It lay loose beneath the silk dress. The small tight orb swelled and I gasped and looked first down, panting once as the fingers squeezed tighter, then I looked around the room for anyone who might be watching. The thrills that ran in every direction throughout my body visible shook me. I tried to concentrate on the plate in front of me. The enticing pasta no longer looked so good. The hand, large and firm that held my br...
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"Do you like having your tits squeezed, bitch?"
Emma couldn't answer. The ball gag in her mouth made only drooling possible. She grunted, pushing into the fingers that caused the pain, looking for more. She twisted in arousal as the fingers took hold of each nipple and twisted obscenely. The slap that landed on her face stopped her struggle. Instead she squeezed her eyes shut,, soaking in the delicious torment.
"You're the best payment I've ever had." One hand reached down to play ...
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I laid out on the sofa, my head safely in his lap and tried to relax. His large hands on my soft delicate breasts helped. They massaged me into a tranquil place. They kept the same sweet rhythm, cupping the underside and sliding over the pert nipples, pinching just a little until they rode to the top of the mounds and back to the bottom. Over and over he repeated this arousing journey, whispering erotica close to my face. I could feel his breathe, the smell of strong coffee licking over...
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Ester took a few steps back and came up against the hard body of Mr Price. It was wide and unrelenting. His hands gripped her upper arms and walked her to a long leather lounge, placing her in middle and began to slowly walk around her.
“You are aroused.”
It was not a question but a statement. Ester nodded softly.
“That is a good sign. I have no time for women who reject a sensual caress because it comes from the hand of one they do not find attractive.” He stopped before her, look...
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It was a restless night and Ester didn’t have the stomach to eat anything. She arrived at the Madame right on time and John ushered her to the same seat to watch the same clock tick nervously by. Paul had put together the perfect ensemble. The dress was just past the knees flaring out from the waist that was cinched in with a white belt. The summer pink of the fabric swished against her legs as she crossed them and tired not to fidget at the tips of her white gloves. She had been talked ...
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about me
Thank you to everyone that has continued to read my words and enjoy the stories. I have been fortunate enough to be picked up by a publisher and so can't continue with a few of the stories. I would like to start something new so any requests can be sent to me in mail.
I am drawn to intelligent, older men who have a firm grip on their lives and can take me under their wing. I am highly sexual, often quivering with the need for it.
I am bi-sexual and enjoy being given to dominant women but I do not want a relationship with a woman
I need more control than the average dominant can provide. I need to be challenged, held tight and forced into submission. I am a slut and love to be reminded of it.
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The love lesson.
(blog entry)
He reached across the small restaurant table and pinched my tit . It lay loose beneath the silk dress. The small tight orb swelled and I gasped and looked first down, panting once as the fingers squeezed tighter, then I looked around the room f...
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The debt slave
(blog entry)
"Do you like having your tits squeezed, bitch?"
Emma couldn't answer. The ball gag in her mouth made only drooling possible. She grunted, pushing into the fingers that caused the pain, looking for more. She twisted in arousal as the fingers t...
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The first time with my two Masters.
(blog entry)
I laid out on the sofa, my head safely in his lap and tried to relax. His large hands on my soft delicate breasts helped. They massaged me into a tranquil place. They kept the same sweet rhythm, cupping the underside and sliding over the pert n...
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The gentleman's club - 4
(blog entry)
Ester took a few steps back and came up against the hard body of Mr Price. It was wide and unrelenting. His hands gripped her upper arms and walked her to a long leather lounge, placing her in middle and began to slowly walk around her.
“You are...
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The Gentleman's club - part 3
(blog entry)
It was a restless night and Ester didn’t have the stomach to eat anything. She arrived at the Madame right on time and John ushered her to the same seat to watch the same clock tick nervously by. Paul had put together the perfect ensemble. The ...
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