I arrive promptly at 6:30 p.m. My last few thoughts of my work day dance in my head as she opens the door. Immediately, they melt away and I move to my knees. “What do you have for me?” she inquires, sitting with her legs crossed in front of me, heel dangling from her toes.
I startle awake as I feel her pussy press down onto my face. First, disorientation and panic at the lack of breath. Then, calm acceptance. I begin methodically moving my tongue while she slowly rocks back and forth. Enough time has passed that I’m aware of my lack of breath again, and my body must …
With the blindfold buckled into place, Mommy has denied me the privilege of seeing her luxuriate just a few dozen feet away, past the ornate metal grill separating the bathroom from the rest of the sumptuous hotel room. I imagine the little waves lapping at her perfect body, nipples floating just above the surface. Mommy’s …
Mistress Leora and Mistress Danielle Blunt get together to talk findom (financial domination), female-led relationships and female supremacy, and their unique styles of 24/7 D/s and sensual domination.
This is the story of my submission to Mistress Blunt, as experienced through her clips. I am grateful that Mommy has shared so much of herself through her content, granting me a world of desire and pleasure to explore, at her leisure. This is the path that I followed, and like all good journeys, it …
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I pulled up in front of her house at 9:55 a.m., rushing to carry the latest batch of gifts I’d purchased her up to her door for exactly 10 a.m., as instructed. “Good morning,” she says in a sing-song voice, kindly collecting the gifts from my arms. We have a full day of service ahead …
Mistress Eva and Mistress Blunt get together to talk high protocol training, how to navigate 24/7 D/s relationships, and the vulnerability in dominance.
I heard the basement door open, and I dropped to my knees. Automatically, my hands found their positions on my lap, and my gaze came to rest on the floor in front of me. Mommy was descending the stairs, and I felt each footstep as it rang out from her boots, reverberated through me, and …
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