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There is a place in my mind that I fall into the second the cuffs and collar are placed on my person. It is that place where, while still me, I prepare for he whom owns me. Presenting myself to him, is a great honor, one which can only be revered if done properly. While I feel him observing that which belongs to him, I often can not help but blush. My nakedness, while now a second nature, is still not used to being so carefully scrutinized. The wetness between my legs is both welcome, and involuntary. It is for him.
It is important that Master knows, my holes are ready for his attention/intention. It is important to the owned me, that I be worthy of him in any and all regards. With my eyes closed, my holes are an open invitation. I am personally floating in my own mind, adrift on the sea of possibilities, which are him whom I serve, happily and willingly, I submit.
Please accept my humble presentation of self, as the gift it is intended to be.(tn)
It had been an unusual dinner. They had been out with three other couples that night and the alcohol had flowed more than usual. As inhibitions disappeared, the conversation turned, as it often did, to sex. One person suggested that each couple share something in the bedroom that they liked that would be surprising to the others.
When the conversation turned to them, he looked at her and then to the other couples at the table. “When we’re in the bedroom and in many of the ways of our life, she obeys me. She enjoys being disciplined for her transgressions. She enjoys my control and my firm hand. In fact, when we get home, she is owed some discipline for acting out earlier. Isn’t that right, sweetheart?” She looked at him, smiled and said confidently, “Yes, Sir”.
The other couples stared with their mouths practically open. “You can’t be serious”, one of the men said. He looked back, his expression not changing at all. “Why wouldn’t I be serious?” One of the other women then, her eyes, wild with curiosity and desire. “What do you mean by discipline? What are you going to do to her?”
He smiled at the woman, his eyes then fixing on his beautiful partner, his love. “She will be flogged. Thoroughly. And she will be grateful for each one. Isn’t that right, love?” She looked at the woman, also sensing her interest. “Yes, Sir. Perhaps you should give them a demonstration. Show them you’re serious.” She turned her gaze to the woman who asked about the discipline. “Would you like that?” She watched the woman shift in her seat uncomfortably, seemingly aroused. The others were transfixed now as well. The woman looked back at her and said softly. “Sure”.
He stood up and went to the car and took his flogger which he always kept near him. He returned to the table, a smile on his face, his eyes locking with his beautiful partner’s. His cock was already hard from her words and her daring actions that evening. “Up”, he said to her firm and commandingly. She stood up, eyes watching him as he took her by the hand and led her to the patio of the restaurant. By now, their party was the only one remaining. “Get in position”, he said, taking a glance at the other couples, who were all watching intently. “Yes, Sir”, she said as she felt his hand ride on her thigh, slowly hiking up her dress over her hips.
“Nice and loud for me, little girl”, he said as he took the flogger and danced it over her bottom, teasing her. He could only imagine how wet she was now, how aroused. He took the flogger and cracked it over her creamy skin, listening as she whimpered. “Thank you, Sir. Please may I have another.”
“You may, little girl”, as the flog expertly cracked her soft firm flesh once more. As he did so, he looked over at the woman who had asked to see the discipline meted out. Her eyes were wild with desire and he swore he could see her hand slide between her legs…..
The capercaillie is a grouse found throughout Europe and Asia. Males have an impressive courtship display in which they fan their tail feathers, point their beak to the sky, and produce loud popping and clicking sounds.
Given we’re this far into your training and you’re still so shy about displaying your body, I’ve decided a more dramatic approach is warranted. I’ve signed you into an all male, life drawing session as the model. You will be told the poses you are to adopted, all of which will require you to lose your modesty.
There are also some toys, under the chair which you will be expected to use in the second half of the class. The sheet is also there for reason, can you guess what it’s for? No….at the end of the class you will be expected to service all the class participants. There is a prize going for the guy that best helps you to lose your modesty, you are to perform all requests…are we clear?
