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| LadyEmmaCavendish |
At the weekend I did something very bad which felt great. I met my Master (ex-Master? I hate to think of him as that)
I collected him from the station. It was lovely to be in his presence again. I felt so calm and controlled. We went for a drink, I was wearing my collar and sexy little black dress. I snuggled up to him. Wanted to stay there forever, he had other ideas.
I changed into my red pvc dress between 2 cars. We went to the local swinging / BDSM club.
We had a quick drink before going to the pool. Master fucked me in there and resisted the urge to orgasm. We went upstairs where he fucked me, before offering me to others.
I was led downstairs to be punished. Handcuffed, spanked and paddled. Made to suck a guy off. Hot candle wax dripped all over whilst blindfolded before being fucked again.
Back upstairs where I said to Master that I didn't
think he'd been that dominant to say we'd been out of
touch...
I got used and I mean used lol. Lots of
fucking and sucking. It was great. All too soon
Friday was over.
Edited Tue 31 Aug 04, 8:37 PM by LadyEmmaCavendish
