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It's huge and thick and looks so damn slick when it comes out. And it runs in tiny little rings all around your body! It's basically two little roller coasters that keep you serviced to the cock! Oh, and GIRL, I'M GONNA MAKE HER CUM FOR ME!" He pulled the tiny thing close, and his huge cock slid out of my sexy pussy. And he held it still as he pinched my nipples and continued to fuck me. I started pumping my hips into his still hard cock, and within a couple of minutes we both were both screaming out loud into the ring. We didn't move or say a word for quite a while, we just stood there, still stroking and fucking. I got up on my toes and stretched my legs so that only the rings were keeping my legs from the end of the bouncing chair. He grabbed my arms and pulled me back onto his still hard cock. GIRL, EAT MY COCK, BITCH!" "DIE BITCH!" He bellowed. His cock pistoned inside of me until I passed out. The last thing I remember is feeling his cock fill my ass and his huge hand reaching around to pinch my pussy and pull on my sensitive nipples. I awoke with a start, my clothes almost completely torn and red. I was relieved to feel the cold metal of the handcuffs biting harder at my hands and clothed pussy lips.

I rolled over and crouched before the mirror to take a shower. While I was showering my hot pink pussy made a loud slurping sound as my saliva soaked fingers rubbed over my lips and over my labia. I was so aroused by the scene that I came three times in a row. Each time I came, I was made to cum, and each time I made myself cum, I was made to drink my juice." "Did you cum," I asked. "No, mistress," she said, "I'm not finished with you yet!" "Well then!" she says, "I will, but not yet! You will have to wait for my gift!" The day that follows is a long one of many. Each night I am made to kneel on my knees and wait for her to return, and each night I am made to wear a slave outfit and slave crests. I am usually made to wear a long transparent silk dress, but on rare occasions (like her birthday) she or another trusted friend makes me wear a shorter version of this, or even just make me wear stockings and garter. Later that evening (or almost) I am made to kneel with my head down, or my hands tied to the legs of the chair. I have to be very careful of my skirt or it falls around my knees, and I have to be very careful not to disturb anyone watching or in the room with me. Sometimes I have to smile to myself to keep from crying, but most of the time I don't have to worry about my appearance or the feelings that I provoke from my body. Usually I don't even have to worry about the feelings I generate from watching or from the reactions of my friends or lovers. Sexually I can be a voyeur, sometimes a submissive, and aggressively I can drive anybody, almost anyone, to the brink of climax, and then just as quickly it ends. Sometimes I am forced to lick the velvet or rubber feet of those I desire, sometimes I am a part-time sex slave, and at others I am completely owned.

With me the rules are completely different. I have complete power, and I immediately and wilfully take everyone else down, especially those I don't want to cum on themselves, and I hold their lives in my hands. I can see their pleasure and hurt, their pride and shame, and their desperate need to be dominant, and I take that pleasure and that hurt very, very seriously. I feel the same way about you. I want to be your sexual and emotional and physical companion, and I have every desire to share you with you. However, I can not share you with you unless you ask me first. As a result I have to be very careful not to upset the woman I love or to hurt you. So I don't start what should be a night of wild passion, with an almost violent kidnapping/stalking of my beloved. But I do start the evening with a long dress, long hair, and a sexy, very expensive nightgown. I walk to my car in the car park and slowly I pull out of the roundabout, because I want the house key, and step out of the car. I still wear my jeans and T-shirt, and I still have those silly sunglasses. Finally I can relax a bit and put on the warm evening dress, and I casually drop it in my car, while it is still warm..

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