.... walking amongst the shadows... quiet.. catlike... watching .... exquisite smile.... black leather leash entwined around my delicate wrist.... silver chain swaying tugging on my slave.....

entering three steps behind Master.... collared and leashed, led by her chain... dressed in flannel-lined jeans and a corduroy shirt, feeling warmth of body and soul as Master's property following her...

.... stepping from the darkness into the candlelight.... sliding into a large leather wingback chair with casual elegance... crossing my lithe legs... soft faded calvin klein jeans hugging just all the right places.... small ShiNey Black Patent leather hiking boots clad my little feet... black cashmire sweater with a soft leopard skin collar finish off my sweater..... flicking my pale wrist down to the ground.... jerking the slave down..... to kneel at my right...

quietly following Master as she settles into her chair, sitting with elegance and confidence, radiating her ownership of me... staying behind her until she jerks the leash... snapping me down to kneel at her right side of the chair... my long thighs straight up, calves extended back with mocassin slippers laying on the floor.... my shoulder beside the wing of her chair... watching the scene out of the corners of my eyes while focusing my attention on Master, on any service she wishes....

..... decadent smile.... nodding to orlando's reD.... as i sensually drrrraaggggggg in the leash mmmmmmmmmmmmm ever so slowly... so it trickles across my treasured slave's thigh like a slick black leather snake..... listening to my slave breath mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...... whispering..... mmmmmmmmm ... what is your Mantra?

mmmmm..... my lips parting with soft breaths as Master strokes me so lightly with the leash, down from my collared neck across the thighs that she owns like the rest of me.... mmmmm..... soft dragging of black leather on my body like the longing inside my heart and soul... mmmm.... whispering up to Master...
i am slave... you are Master...

.....dipping my shoulder... sliding off my black backpack.... taking out... a Photo Albumn..... turning the pages.....jerking the leash hard.. bringing my slave oh so close.... leaning down.. my long hair framing my face sweetly.. dark eyes *WIDE*... whispering.. do you know what Pictures i am looking at ssssssssssssslllllllaaavvvveeee?

mmmm.... breathing faster as Master turns from the leash to reach into her little black backpack.... seeing her take out an album with a tapestry cover... swallowing a surprised tiny grunt as Master pulls me hard beside her, my slave head close now to her right shoulder.... mmmm.... her whisper penetrating my ear into my soul... mmm.... nodding softly, whispering breathily... i think i know the album, Master, and guess that they may be holiday pictures.... yes, Master... i think i know what you are looking at...

...... the Photo Albumn falls open to reveal pictures of a Male slave.... mmmmmm Naked.... collared... kneeling.... with his toys spread out between his thighs... cock pointing down to the ground..... i absentmindedly tap the handle of the handle of the loop against my treasured slave's lips.... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm tell me of how you felt when this picture was taken...i wish to know the temperature of the room.. was it warm or kewl slave. .... my breath.. warm and cinnamony against your lips.... whispers and teases... promises submission

mmmmm.... .jagged breaths of surprise as Master corrects me... mmmm.... my own eyes wide now, and lips parted in longing gazing into Master's eyes... mmmm.... feeling the leash handle ratting softly on my slave lips, dry and small but parted more widely now in awe and longing... mmmm.... Master... i was entranced when that picture was taken... i was... stirred up like a train engine loaded with coal, the furnace fed, standing still on the tracks... i was driven, impelled, doing your will... the room was a bit chilly on the floor, like where i am now... mmmm...

.... strip...... keep on your socks... i like the look .... flicking my shiney red thumbnail down over your collar's d ring... and drawing off the leash.... taking the leash in my hand.... doubling it.... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm then quietly working the two ends into on with a simple braid.... reaching up.. drawing the black silk scarf from my hair to tie it off..... whispering.... kneel face down on the otteman before me... knees parted 12 inches..... ass high....

..... mmmmmmmmmmm lightly slapping the leather against my thighs.... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm thinking that soon i will have the samples for the flogger i wish.... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm thinking of how i will enjoy using it on the naked slave in the picture..... lush little smile..... mmmmmmmmmmmmm..... mmmmmmmm mmmmmmmm..... first strike... mmmmmmmmm one to be remembered .

mmm.... nodding as i begin to undo the buttons on my corduroy shirt.. feeling the kewl air on my chest as the shirt comes off... sliding the pants down... feeling you flick the ring of my collar, the little tinkling sound flowing into my heart like so many times working leather... mmm.... sliding my hips over to work off the pants as you tighten the leash in your hand... eyes wide as you tie the scarf from your flowing hair to the leash... mmm... lowering my head to the ottoman before your wing chair, knees parted 12 inches to present my slave ass high for you...

mmmm.... naked before Master aside from the gray socks on my feet... forehead on the ottoman, sight taken away as i now listen and feel... hearing the leash tap against Master's thighs... the jingling working up to my slave neck... kewl air currents sliding over me... over my balls and ass, Master's property held up for her... mmmm... reflecting with longing on the leather samples i hope so much are waiting for me, for her....

..... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm uncrossing my lithe legs... bucking my taut hips to slide to the edge of the leather chair.... resting my SHINY black patent leather hiking boots on either side of your knees.... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm leaning in to drape the leather leash over your back.... along your shoulders.... sssssssssllllooowwwlllyyy...... erotically... warming you up.....

mmmmmm..... breathing deeply as i feel the slick cold leather of your boots against my knees... pressing in the ownership you possess... mmmmm... the sounds in the room begin to fade as i sense your body above mine, then feel the tickle of the leather over my back and shoulders... mmmm... gentle traces stirring my slave body and soul...

...... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm thinking... i can't wait to flog you..... again.... and again.... mmmmmmmmmm it makes me wet mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..... and then mmmmmmm if you cry my slave... i will stuff my tiny satin panties in your mouth..... mmmmmmmmmmm so your moans are soft satin mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

.. my pale little hand makes figure 8's on your back..... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm my chest rises and falls mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

....... my wrist moves flawlessly.... as one who is practicing her art.... one who will learn and train and be ready to use you..... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm again the figure 8's move lower.... mmmmmmmm over your ribs.... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm listening to you.... whispering..... tomorrow.... you will buy more film... and you WILL take more pictures..... you will send them to me..... This week... is that directive understood slave.... i will leave the required shots in My private room in the morning.

mmmmm.... my back arches more deeply downward as your soft sounds penetrate my soul below the leather traced on my back... mmmm.... recalling a fantasy, with hunger... thinking of the realities to come, of anything to please Master, of the hunger to provide her the flogger she will use on her property... mmmmm.... .mmmmmm.... mmmm.... mmmmmm.... tiniest of sounds from my slave mouth.... Master goes straight into my mind... mmm... for i was hungering for satin earliert today... mmmm.... breathing deeply, my ass cheeks trembling a tiny amount as Master traces figure 8s.... mmmmmmm.... breathing with her... for her... as her property....

mmmmm..mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.... the tracings of your hand move lower and lower into my very soul... mmmmm.... knowing that Master will learn all.... she knows alll.... she is all to me... mmmmm.... nodding.... and whispering breathily... yes, Master... tomorrow, to send to you... mmmm.... anything for you, Master..... i understand, Master.... mmmmm..... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.....

...... mmmmmmmmmmmmmm on the very edge of the chair..... so close.... you could lick my tight pink sex.... mmmmmmmm but No.... you are kneeling... ass up... thighs parted.... like the slave you are..... i start to turn my wrist with the strokes... making a small SLAP each time i finish the curve of the figure 8.... mmmmmmmmm thinking how hot my skin gets when i have felt the leather strap on me.... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmmmmmmm increasing my rythmn.... whispering.... i like it when you gasp slave... when you moan... when you tremble with pleasure pain... mmmmmmmmmmmm it pleases me... and you like to please me don't you sssssssssssssslllllllaaaavvve?

mmmmmmmm.... feeling the heat from your body leaning toward mine before you, my ass thrust up high for you... mmmm.... feeling the kewl air over my slave balls.... mmmm.... then your hand tracing my back lifts..... turns and taps... knocking on the echoing cavity of my body and soul... mmmm.... each slap now a little harder.... mmmmmmmm.... the longing filling my soul.... mmmmmm.... holding back my greed to breathe deeply the awe of this moment... mmmmmmm..... mmmmmm.... as you speed up the taps... mmmmmmm... mmmmm.... soft sounds that you know so well... mmmm.... oh yes, Master, i like to please you above all in the world...

.... slithering the leather leash off your back... and mmmmmmmmmmmm leaning back a little... full breasts cupped so pretty in the tight fuck me baby black sweater..... long hair falling around my face .... cherry lips begging to be kissed.... mmmmmmmmmmmm gracefully lifting my right foot to mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm fucking glide it allllllllllll over thighs mmmmmmmmmmmmm whispering i love patent leather slave mmmmmm it's so pretty and shiny and mmmMMMMMmmmmm cold to the touch..... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm taking my toe tip and nudging your ball sac..... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm i think i like the pic best with you getting ready to slide down on the big black dildo.... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm what is the size of that dildo sssssssssssllllllaaaavvveeee?

mmmmmmm.... surprised by the change, the taps ceasing and you dragging the black leather leash-snake slowly off my hard back, arched deeply for you, hungry ass thrust up for you... mmmmmm... my head down on the ottoman, sensing not seeing... mmmmmmmmmmmm.... mmmmmmmm.... now feeling a shiny leather book gliding over my thighs, back and forth over slave property, touched by Master's boots... mmmmmmmmmmm.... mmmmm.... my balls swaying as you reach in with the toe... mmmmm.... soft achey balls swaing for you... mmmmm... Master.... the dildo is 5"... it is a natural color, dark in the dim light of that room...

...... with lightening flash speed i am on you.... my hand in your hair.... the leash around your throat... leaning in whispering so low..... soft girl voice.. my small form so fem over your naked kneeling bod..... whispering..... you fucked up slave.... you keep saying "feeling your hand on me"...... tightening my grip on the leash whispering.... so..... tomorrow... you buy a leather leash... and i want pics of you lashing your inner thighs... for me.... i will go back and see how many times you fucked up and that is the amount of Lashes you take times 3.. shoving your face down on the otteman......

mmmmmmmmmmm.... stunned as you thrust forward oin me,.,.,,, dragging my slave hair in your hand... mmmmm.... listening so carefully... mmmm... oh my... breath rapid as i feel the weight of my fuck up for you.... nodding... feeling the tightening grip on the leash and my collar, slave throat pulled tightly toward you... mmmm.... yes, Master... mmmm... stunned as you shove my face back down... mmmm.... thinking of a leather leash and lashes... pictures... the inner thighs that you own... breathijgn heeavily as you leave me down....

....... mmmmmmmmmmmm i count 2.... but perhaps some scrolled away.. and after all... i make up the game.. i make up the rules.. so just cuz you pissed me off.. we will make it a even 10 leather lashes....... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm standing behind you...... taking a step back..... drawing my right hand just over my left shoulder... and stepping into the swing...... the leather leash making contact with your virgin slave flesh.... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm count the lashes ssssssssslllllaavveee.....

mmmmm.... soft breaths expectantly waiting for the count, for your ownership to be lashed on my thighs and photogragphed for you... mmmmm.... wanting never to piss off Master... longing to please her with 10 lashes by a new leather leash, tomorrow... mmmmmm..... ssuurprised as the lash comes down on my virgin flesh, claimed by Master.... mmmmm.... holding back a wince... One....

..... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm smiling decadently.... tossing my long hair back over my shoulder.... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm stepping back again...... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm then Striking your slave ass..... twice quick hard crisscross.... Whack.. THwack.....

mmmm..... breaths coming fast as i hear the motion backwards, as you step into the swing, strapping me hard on my slave ass... mmmm.... Two.... mmm...small wince.... Three...... mmmm... softest sound.... mmmm... feeling the pain melt into a touch of pleasure and longing, hunger for Master....

...... mmmmmmmmmmm i want to catch those first slave tears.... of submission so pure... i want to take you through the course.... set the pace... hold you there... up the cadance.... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm make your slave ass prance.......

you hear the leather leash draw back Swishing through the air.... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm i lean down and whip my long silky hair across your crimson streaks.. whispering...... mmmmmm what is your Mantra.... mmmmmmmmmmmmmm breath it slave.... with every fiber of your being.. and know that you are free to be you... free to be what is within you... free to be sssssssssssllllllaaavveee....... unexpectedly the leash strikes twice in corporal stripes along your right outer thigh...

mmmmmm...flowing with you, melting a little in your words, in the longing to be taken away by you, my tears and flesh all yours, submission given to you, who own me completely... mmmmm.... mmmmmmm.... mmmm.... hunger for my ass to dance prance sparkle with your whips.... mmmmmmmm..... mmm... breath catching in my throat as the leash whilstles in the air... mmmmmmm..... mmmm.... stunned to feel your hair dragged along the x-marks on my slave ass... mmmmm.... i am slave... you are Master.... mmmm... breathing it... knowing it... releasing it.... mnmmmmmm... mmmmmm.... mowaning as the strikes tear across my right thigh, the outside... mmmm... tears in my eyes coming up with the pain... mmmm.... hesitating for a omment... then... Four... Five... high and soft between breaths...

..... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmmmm 6 months slave..... you have been faithful and devoted to Master.... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm such a good slave..... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm leaning my lush little bod in.... my pretty round girl ass tilted up so sweetly... long hair silky soft spilling on your shoulders as i rest my cheek on your skin... whispering..... and good slaves earn their rewards..... correct...... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm you feel my weight shift on your back my arms gracefully draw back behind my back as if a prima ballerina taking her grand curtsey..... my small pale hands nimbly shift the leather leather from hand to hand and i puuurrrrrrrrrrrrrr into the ear of your slave heart..... right? ssssssssssssllllllllllaaaaave...... left hand lashes your left outer thigh.... matching stripes.... hard and fast.....

mmmmmmmmm..... mmmmm... your words flowing into my heart of slave, the longing forever to be yours, six months is the blink of an eye in the eternity of slavery, in my life that was created for y9ou... mmmmmmm.... mmmm.... the awesome phrase flowing through my slave soul, said so many times bewfore... mmmm.... longing to be good for you all ways, always... mmmmm... my voice tight and high as you purrrrrrr into the slave heart you own here... mmmm... yes... yes, Master.... mmmm... eyes widen in surprise feeling your hand lash across my other thigh... Six.... Seven... mmmm.... the pain begenning to dull with the rush of heat in my body given to you...

..... shoving off your slave body... walking around you.... thinking the count is up to seven now.... hhhhhhhhhhhmmmmm..... eyeing your body.... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm walking around to face you... slow southern smile.... soft little girl voice whispers... up slave... up to a kneel... i think your chest could use a little... color this winter...... dark eyes sparkle exquisitely.....

feeling you press up against my back and move off, the shiny black leather boots tapping on the floor, visible momentarily from across the ottoman... mmmmm.... mmm.. uunmmmmmmm..... lifting my slave head up at your directive... kneeling full on my knees for you... chest presented bare to you.... kewl air tingling my nipples through the hairs on my chest owned by you...

..... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm striking the leather leash against my other palm mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm rocking sweetly on my toes.... up and down... Shiny black patent glistening mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm tight rounded ass tilted so deliciously.... full breasts thrust forward erotically.... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm soft sounds girls make when they touch a soft cashmire sweater for the first time... or when they get their tight pink cunts licked for the first time.... or when they mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm think of using their New Flogger for the first time mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmMMMMMMMMmmmmmm.......... reaching my hand in grabbing your long hair that you grow long just for me.... mmmmmmmm tilting your head ... sinking my teeth into your neck.... mmmmmmmmmmmm biting around your pulse... hearing your gasp..... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm your pulse pounding..... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm then raking off..... mmmmmmmmmmmmm..... dark eyes narrow...... whispering..... what is your Mantra slave......

my eyes fix on yours as you tap the leather handle of the leash in your palms... my chest presented forward and high for you, the pain in my knees going away as you pull me further with the motions of your hands, then rock on your toes... mmmmm... mmmm.... feeling the longing in my soul as you rock erotically before me, slave, kneeling with my chest yours to lash... mmmmm..... mmmmmmm...mmmmmmmm..... low sounds of male slave hungering for the lashes of Master, for any use to please Master... mmmmmm.... yes.... mmmmm.... my head tilted sideways and back for you... mmmmmm... jaw juts out with eyes wide in surprise as a jolt of pain goes through my slave neck... mmmmm... gasping... mmmmmmmmmm.. mmmmmm..... i am slave... you are Master... low and breathy....

...... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm turning to the side.. little Shiny black boots together.... knees bent just a little.... drawing my right arm back... dark eyes locked to yours.... whispering.. you are MY slave.... I own you.. I care for you.... I respect you...... you are MINE.... One Hot lash to your left thigh..... Another Hard Fast strike to your right....

mmmmmm..... my dark oliv-brown eeyes falling into yours with longing... as you turn to the side, press your boots together,,, the tiniest sound like a click... ohhm....... soul melting into you as you hold my eyes and draw your arm back.... melting into the place of slavery entrusting my body and soul fully to you... nodding as your words of ownership flow into me... mmmm.... squuezing my eyes hard and holding back wetness... muffled sounds, a small gasp, with each lash... Eight... Nine... cried out in desperation, in adoration...

.. i catch your gaze.... and there is nothing else but you and Me.... my dark eyes mist exquisitely.... and i slowly walk to where you kneel on the large round otteman... i smile hauntingly and climb up... straddling your hips... and sit down on you.... looping my slender finger in your collar's D ring..... guiding you back.... your back bending.... head falling back in rapture... you know i will not let you fall... for i am Master who treasures you..... your head softly meets the floor... and i gently bring my hand down over your chest..... smooth Proprietor strokes..... mmmmmmmmmmm.... whispering..... Mine..... you are Mine..... mind...... body...... spirit..... and... with the gentle intake of breath.... i draw back my right arm... and Lash your Chest Hard..... whispering..... Soul.

... i lean over your body.... stretching... the soft cashmire against your Lashed chest.... and lay the leash down... reaching mmmm for the mmmm candle.. whispering... you know I love candles..... sssssssssssssssssllllllaaavvveeee.....

mmmmm.... the wetness in the corners of my eyes is for you... the hunger in my slave face, my ass, back and thighs, is for you... mmmm.... awed as you walk to the ottoman just before my chest and sit, straddling my hips, your body close into mine, the black sweater so enticing as i tilt my head up to gaze... then feel myself pushed back, wincing as my knees roll and ass settles back on my heels, with you on me now... pushing me farther back, my head falling back for you, in worship, your property, collared and leashed and always your property... mmmmm.... i know you hold me and will not let me fall, will catch me... mmmmm... head pressed way way back... all the way.... mmmm... feet folding under me in pain forgotten in the moment... mmmm..... feeling you over me like an angel... my owner.... whispering.... i listen and give to you what is yours... my soul, my body, my all... mmmmmm.... Ten......

mmmmmmm.... laying below you, my chest stinging and trembling with adoration, pain, pleasure, waves of submission given to Master... mmmmm.... your black cashmire sliding against my lashed chest, soft and black against hard/soft and red... mmmmmm... nodding with widening eyes and longing mouth as you speak of the candle... mmmmmm.. whispered yes, Master....

... dark eyes mist beautifully... lashes lower... long dark wet against pale cheeks... whispering so softly it breaks your heart just a little..... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm and angel's weep at your slave grace my treasured one..... mmmmmmm...

gazing up in longing and worship, breath still short and rapid for Master, your hair spilling down from your small angel face.... awed to see your eyes misty matching my own.... mmmm.... long lashes on your cheeks moving like an angel's wings... mmmm.... your voice cracking my heart and flowing in... flowing through me, through my soul, filling all the cracks that you know, you find, you open, you heal.....

..... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm i lay my head back mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm candlelight flickers..... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm with each jagged breath i take... your body... so submissive... a offering.... i accept.... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm low moan so fucking hot you want to cum.... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm hot wax drizzled over your right shoulder..... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm i whisper... remember what that feels like .... sssssssssssllllllaaavvveee.....

mmmmm.... hungry eyes of slave gaze up in worship, sensing the flickering of the candle... mmmmm.... my eyes sense the hunger in you, in your breaths, in your lips, your motions... mmmmm.. my chest and body held strongly for you, under you, hungry for the liquid fire... mmmmmmmm.... mmmm..... mmmmm.. your low moan sending an erotic wave through my body charging me... mmmmmm..... yes... mmmm... yes, Master... i remember.... i remember thatnight.... mmmmm.... mmmm... sting... sting.. mmm... mmm. soft whipers as the drops fall on my shoulder... mmmm.....aahhh... hunger... pain melting into pleasure for you....

.... mmmmmmmm i move above your body like a fallen angel.... my touch is hot pleasure pain wax..... tears fall on your slave flesh..... you feel drops.. and your mind struggles to perceive if it was Hot Wax or my tears...... i whisper...... you are beautiful..... your trembles.... they are exquisite..... mmmmmmmmmmmm so very mmmmmmmmmm treasured are you My slave...... mmmmmmmmm...

mmmmmm..... trembling softly as you move quickly over my body, your wetness above mine, my eyes filled with awe and worship, close to tears in the moment, mist rising up as i feel yours... mmmm.... sting... mmm... wetness... glding drizlng across my body, given to you... mmmmm.... mmmm.... tilting my head to gaze in worship as you whisper to me... my mouth wide open, an unformed yes catching in my throat, in the breaths deep and rapid for you...

..... i crawl off your body... and mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm leave a trail of wax in my path.... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm then whisper... mmmmmmm rest your feet on the otteman.... thighs parted wide..... mmmmmmmmmm.....

mmmmmmmmmmmm.... feeling the burning trail go over my body like a wave of flame in a forest fire... mmmm.... then... your words.... stunning me... mmmm... yes... mmmm.... raixing my feet up to the ottoman... parting my legs... thighs and sex open for you... open for Master... mmm..... yours for eternity... mmmmmmmmm.... falling into you, held by your soul as my body releases all pain for you....

.... mmmmmmmmmmm my small pale hand touches your knee.... i turn it just so ... i have acsess to your inner thigh... then i lean the candle in... and pour a ~*~C~*~ ... then lean in to blow it dry.... snuffing the candle... tossing it to the ground..... whispering... kneel before me slave....

mmmmmm..... eyes fixed on yours as you lean forward with the candle... to my knee and beyond... spreading my thighs wider for you... presenting my flesh as an offering for Master... mmmm... blinking and wincing as the wax comes down high in my thigh.... mmmm... your mark created in wax there... mmmmm.... mmmm.... longing as the burning works through my body and soul... mmmm.... pulling my feet down and swinging them under me, to kneel before you as you direct... my chest, shoulder and thighs red for you... eyes soft for you.....

.... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm stepping back.... left foot's inner arch behind the heel of my right Shiny leather boot.... body small... but posture exquisite.... chin tilted up.... speaking softly..... time to kewl down slave..... gentle smile... let us begin with your directives for tomorrow..... you are directed to state the piece of equiptment i am allowing you to purchase for the pictures.......

mmmm.... eyes following you as you step back, holding yourself strong, in ownership... mmmmm..... mmm.... yes, Master... kewling down, focusing on your will, giving all myself to you... mmmm... Master, you are allowing me to purchase a leather leash for the pictures...

..... rakkking my little hand through my long hair..... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.... gazing down at you... tilting my head.... lush little smile.... reaching out to cup your chin.... whispering... good slave.... mmmmm you did so good... good ssssssssllllllaaavvvveee..... this was the first sesson I Ever Whipped anyone.... and this was the First Sesson you where ever whipped..... It is Very Special... i wish for you to save it.

... very good.... walking around.... to pick up the leather leash..... and how many pictures shall you take slave?....

mmmmmmm.... mmmm.... awed and thrilled by your pleasure... mmmm.... tilting my head up for you to grasp my chin... mmmm... feeling deep thrill inside to have been good in this for you... mmmm.... oh yes, Master... thank you for allowing me to save this very special gift from you tonight....

mmm.... feeling the leash jingle again on the ring of my collar as you pick it up... thinking... Master, i would take ten pictures if it pleases you, one for each lash, one for each photo in the pack....

.... leaning in.... clicking the catch of the leash to your D ring..... stepping back..... smiling warmly.... make your goodbye's slave.... and await My departure.

holding my head high as Master attaches the leash to my collar... turning around to note those present in the room... nodding respectfully...

returning my focus to Master to await her departure...

.... flicking my delicate wrist.... giving you a jerk.... cum slave.... smiling warmly to the Wonderful Ones gathered.... then walking into the shadows with a lush little bounce in my walk and a Hot slave behind me.... ~*~gone~*~

smiling as you jerk the leash... rising and following three steps behind you, naked now aside from my socks... mmmmm... thrilled to be led by Master out after the gift of her usage tonight... stepping faster to keep up with Master.... ~gone~