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לפני 17 שנים. 28 בנובמבר 2006 בשעה 4:35

part 2
00:41 27/05/06

Yes...I had cleaned the house frenetically during the day to mask my nervessness. Yes...I was almost disapointed when I learned the branding device might not be ready for that evening. that is when I recognised that I wanted it so much.



How can one describe the immense pleasure of giving pleasure ? I undress, put my training collar on and waited for Master naked, on all four, my legs a bit apart, just enough to let this fragilising feeling of vagina and ass uncovered, given to His stare, wihout shame. I know my bosom is heavy. I know I bow my head shyly. I know my bottom is a sure grasp of flesh. I know I am waiting for him, naked, excited; barren

When I hear the key in the door, I am ready for Him. He passes near me. I don't watch. His hand taps gently on my head. I feel exactly like a bitch waiting for my bone : a caress.



Soon enough my eyes are covered and my mouth silenced. There will be only muffled cries from now on.

I know what is to be pressed on my bottom. I know the shape and the content...but I don't know when.

Writing gives me this emotion again, like a rolling sensation. Back and back again. His breath is the only hold I have of him. From now on, it will be the touch of the whip on my flesh before the ultimate to come. He says :'He wants to heat the flesh to be burned" but deosn't he know already that I am in heat

The stinging tears of the wax are succeding to the bitings of the whips. But my prefered, His hand over my ass, His power on my flesh.

Time to lay on the floor; I have to be immobilised. One leg is tied.my hands are mummyfied, my mouth filled with an improvised gag; When shall I feel the branding .
is my lonely obsession now.
.

He touches my lips. I have removed all pubic hair to be given to Him. His fingers caress me swiftly. No doubts, I am wet and ready'
When ?.

He seems to stand, to walk, to take another instrument. I can't hear his moves now, even his steps are silenced:
I cry a muffle cry, I whine and whimp, I crawl clumsily, my skin still intact is to receive his seal....I want it, only when ?.







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