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massholeslave 59M
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12/11/2017 11:10 am
Online Service

It all started simple enough. Get on the live video, nipple clamps, maybe panties, bra and lipstick and wait for a dom to take an interest.
I’ve served many online, and many in real life. I don’t prefer either over the other. They both give me what I need. I’ve also topped some online and in real life and again, don’t prefer any over any. I will say, and anyone serving an online dom can attest, it’s very easy to not complete commands as ordered. “pull the chain on your tits, hard, harder” is limited by how hard your pulling. And I won’t lie, I’m guilty of it as well, until Master A.
The man, late 60’s from 500 miles away got into my head. So much he had me send live video from me driving and touching lit cigs to my tits. I couldn’t get away from him, I just kept coming back for more.
He practiced the art of me cumming first before any pain. As I said in another post, that takes the pain dulling “endorphin rush” away and means everything feels the way it feels. He was predictable, he understood I had a smoking fetish and would start by having me smoke 2 cigarettes at once while answering his questions about my life, work, girlfriend, sex life etc. Questions I would never think about answering honestly to anyone else. Sometimes he would have me put a lit cigarette in each nostril and keep one in my mouth while inhaling from my nose and mouth. While I am a smoker that is extremely uncomfortable. Early one in our sessions he always had me insert “my probe”. A qtip dipped in white vinegar. Sometime I would be told to tap it, sometimes start with a dry one and twirl it. No matter, there was significant pain, lasting for several days afterwards. He would have me put a butt plug in and never refer to it again. From there it was paddling my cock, balls, ass, stomach and tits. Nipple clamps that would be tugged until they came off on their own and teasing my tits and cock with a lit cigarette. When he was done, he abruptly asked when I would be on again and said good day. I served many times with Master A online, until one time I found myself on a business trip to his area. To be continued.


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