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The Text.... Part One The Text.....Part One Your phone chimes and you see a text from your Master. It simply reads " Tommorrow....Be Ready "! Your heart quickens,your senses come more fully alive and you feel that familiar fire in your belly and between your thighs everkytime you think of your Master. Your Master Summons you! Your Master is pulling you to him like a Black Hole pulls a nearby star. Drawing you closer and closer until you meld into Him becoming One . Like a Moth drawn to the fire,willing to burn for her Master. Unable to escape and not wanting to. It is unresistable like Gravity. Primative! A force of Nature that you must answer! Your mind is a whirlpool of emotions,swirling,churning in the possibilities of what is to come. Will he Hurt and Dominate you in the way you love,pushing you to your limits as you moan and beg for more? Will he tie you up leaving you helpless and defenseless against his strong hands and devices of torture? Or clamp your nipples with those special clamps the hurt with the pain you love?Hard vicious little clamps that bite into your soft nipples?And when they are finally removed the pain with be exquisite. Will he Mindfuck you, then Fuck all of your sweet wet holes? Where will he do this?In his house or out in the woods? So many fantasies floating in your mind. You try to sleep,but,it does not come easy. He has forbidden you to masturbate so you can only fantasize about His strong hands touching you all over as he makes you moan and beg.Or His Cock filling you up as it slides in and out of your wet holes. You finally drift off to a uneasy sleep and awake excited and nervous. You showwer and cream your skin and prepare for the day to come. As you go about your day your mind wanders into strong fantasies making it hard to concentrate on anything but Him. The phone rings and you jump to answer,your heart thumping in yourchest,but,it´s just your girlfriend calling tosay hi.After a small chat you end the conversation saying you have things to do,but, secretely you are waiting for His Text. You wait. Wanting. Needing. Willing the phone to chime. And finally after what seems like a eternity it does. The Text simply say "COME NOW"! You get into your car and begin the drive to His home being careful to concentrate as your mind keeps being pulled to thoughts of Him. As you pull into His driveway you realize that your pussy is slick,sopping wet slit and your nipples are hard pearls poking through your thin revealing dress. You sit in your car trembling with exitement and desire. You walk to his door and kneel before it waiting for Him to open it. Finally after what seems like years the door opens and your Master is there looking down at you and your body spasms with the relaese of all your pent up emotions and relief that He is here. He pulls you to your feet and embraces you in His strong arms and lisses you deep and long as you melt into Him.He whispers into your ear "I am going to bring you to Heaven today and maybe a litlle bit of Hell along the way " ! "But,you know the way to Heaven is through Hell "! Your heart beating hard in your chest He leads you to,His Special Room and closes the door behind Him. "No one will bother us today" He says, as he leads you over to a wall with many BDSM equipment hanging on hooks and selects four leather cuffs and proceeds to attach them to your hands and feet.He walks you over to where a electric winch is waitizng for you and attaches your cuffs to the hook and slowly lifts you up untll you are on your toes,suspended,but, not quiteoff the floor forcing you to stand on your toes. .................................................................................................................................................... This is where the story pauses. I will leave you there suspended and helpless. After all Anticipation is the spice of life and Instant Gratification is highly overrated. If you wish to read the Second Part you must ask me sweetly and maybe I will let you read it. Alittle begging might speed up the process. Copyright:Brian 6-29-2023 |
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