Good morning my corporate slut, A simple blindfold could lead to so, so much trouble for you. I may visit you innocently one day soon – almost too sweet, affectionate. Just a nice little afternoon lunch break maybe, stopping by your office to visit – chat with you, grab a quick bite to eat. But […]
I long for the timid, shy novice submissive who has fantasized so often about letting himself be dominated by me. Trusting me. Wanting so bad to please me, to make me wet, to make me laugh, and to free me from this distracting hunger.
Hair pulling, for example, has always been a hot button for me. Because taking a fistful of hair between my fingers *feels* good. Because I can see him wince when I pull his head back. I can hear that sharp intake of air. I can control how much it hurts by picking where I make a fist, and how hard and how long I hold it.
I know you’ve got plenty of experience serving me in front of one of my friends, or serving a girlfriend of mine while I give direction. You’ve even had the pleasure of having a cock both in your ass and in your mouth at the same time, but I bet that memory is almost a blur. You’ve been dual fucked, and you’ve been used by me and a friend. You’ve proven that you are capable of serving two demanding women at once – both orally and anally.