07/23/09
Hmm i’m sure i’ve used that subject line before… And i do like it Oh and of course binding them like He did the other night. First each was separately bound, tightly, before He bound them together. It made me as horny as hell as He bound them tighter and tighter, actually just watching and feeling Him made me extremely horny. My cunt was absolutely soaked by the time He was done and eagerly awaiting His plunging fingers. i didn’t have to wait long before feeling Him open me up and thrust in and out of me while His other hand teased my tits, which were becoming more and more tender, i was coming in no time. His hands were squeezing harder and harder and my tits were becoming extremely painful but even without His fingers inside my throbbing cunt the sensation made me come. i’d been sitting at His feet, my legs spread wide, my tits offered up to Him, He pulled me up toward Him and again His hands began to kneed my sore tits. i couldn’t help but to cry out as His hands closed around them like a vice, i leant my head against Him, struggling with the pain but at the same time licking and kissing His neck and chest. i heard Him ask if i enjoyed suffering for Him, i answered that i did and i very much do. It feels so good when i can feel how His cock jerks and hardens in my mouth or my cunt because of the pain He is causing me, its a huge turn on, i couldn’t help but to desperately try to position myself over His leg so my cunt could rub against Him Master pushed my head down and i eagerly took His cock into my mouth, sucking Him in as deep as i could. i licked and sucked on Him, enjoying feeling Him so hard. i could feel how the rope was cutting into my skin, my tits were purple and so painful that even the slightest touch felt like the lash of a whip. my tongue played with His cock as i tried to take Him in further, wanting to feel Him in my throat. By the time He ordered me onto my hands and knees on the couch i was so wet that He easily thrust into me, just as i started to come i felt how He roughly took a hold of my tits again, His slut handles, and used them to pull me hard onto Him making me feel like my cunt had exploded. There’s nothing in the world like feeling His cock throbbing and ready to fill me, feeling my body sore from His attentions as He thrusts so deep as He comes, pure ecstasy, and always my best orgasm of the night Trackback address for this postTrackback URL (right click and copy shortcut/link location) Feedback awaiting moderationThis post has 28 feedbacks awaiting moderation... Leave a comment |
Why The Answering Machine?Maybe it seems a very odd title given the nature of this weblog, its perhaps best explained by a quote from a mail i recently sent Master asking His permission to set it up: "Why a weblog? Hmm Your comment about the answering machine comes to mind, extremely handy in that it gives You the chance to listen to it, answer or not at Your own time. A strange analogy maybe but i think it because a weblog would feel like that answering machine. i sometimes find myself thinking of You, okok who am i kidding here? i very often find myself thinking of You and things come to mind that i want to share with You, they are trivial in that they do not warrant a mail, some how that would feel intrusive and so i just would not write it. With a weblog i could write when i felt the need and You could read at Your own leisure, the answering machine :) Well and also because i am a very content and proud slave and more than happy for the world to know that :)" Master gladly consented and i was then stuck for a title for the log, He suggested The Answering Machine and i thought it totally perfect and so The Answering Machine was born. There you have it, not such an odd title after all :) |