The house was quiet for the night. I'd done my duties, fondly, (I love being an au pair, live in position for now)& I was looking forward to a long hot shower, I asked Mr W if he wanted anything. He said no, that he'd just enjoy the peace and quiet while his wife was at work. (He'd explained to me once something about a Polly before and that they were basically swingers or some shit. I guessed Polly was the extra gf, weird set up, but i wasthere to work) He asked what I planned now the kids were down. "A hot shower first Sir. Its cold!"
"It's warm in our room, use the en suite shower."
I felt like it would be rude to decline, so i said thank you, nodded and went to get my washbag and pyjamas. I was loving it, one of those rain power showers ive tried but once! I must have been in there 20 minutes when i heard a drawer bring opened in their room. I froze. Sir obviously thought i was done. OK get dried and dressed fuckin quickly !! Oh sh.....I forgot towels. I darent ask him, he might think im trying something. Ah fuck ill just meed to put the pyjamas on. How embarrassing i think silently. Just then the curtain is briskly yanked aside. I jump back in surprise and then gasp as my back slams against the cold tiles the shock of both make my knees give way. Im tryong to cover my fsce do i camt stand incase I slip "Im sorry im not out yet Mr Wi..." Hes lioking at me very intensely. He looks almost angry. He firmly clasps the hair at the top of my head, unzips himself and says "Open up ", pulling my bottom lip with his thumb. I cover my eyes again but he pulls my hair more tightly and repeats his instructions. Dammed if I do...he slides his leaking dick across my lips and begins prising my mouth open with his thumb and pressing his cock between my lips.. "Look at me little girl" he says. No way. Nooo wasaaay. He gives a disappointed sigh and puts his cock back and zips up. He then grabs my hair again and lifts me to him.He lightly brushes a nipple with his thumb. He then half cups the other and kisses it. He then gives another sigh, 1 I couldn't quite discern ,and leaves the washroom.
"Sir may I have a towel ,well 2, please, I forgot..."
"Imbecile." He chides. 2mins later a lilac towel and a white 1 are thrown at me. Again he leaves.
Wow. Wtf just happened? I squeeze my hair with the lilac towel ,it's smaller,and wrap it up. The white towels this big fluffy white 1 I love it, luxury. I realize my pyjamas got wet during..whatever the f just happened, so I keep the towel round me and take my folded clothes off the floor. I find myself tip toeing barefoot past the solid mahogany mirrored bureau. It's such a pretty wood, like tiger's ey...my towels are stripped off from the back and I drop my clothes in fright. I assume I've caught them both somehow in the doorway but then I'm slammed cheek down onto the bureau by him twisting my arms up my back.The finished wood is so smooth but quite cold I notice. Compared to the warm rough crotch that was rubbing in a circular motion on my bare cheeks.
"Don't move." He commands quietly but very firmly. I can see in the mirror he's pulled a black tie out of his drawer. He spun me round and tied my wrists infront of me. It was like an out of body experience..until it was very much in body experience as he hooked the tie on the wall in the middle above the mirror (is that what that's for jeeze how the other half love I thought sarcastically, attempting to dissociate)He went back into the drawer amd pulled out some lube which he rubbed over my clit, pussy and ass. I flinched when he put it on my ass. Heart started racing. Then he unceremoniously grabbed the sides of my hips and rammed himself in me. Ouch. He paused, inhaling my hair, and began slowly penetrating me over the bureau. Not a word. He took his hands from my hips and began fondling my tits. My tits look pathetic when I'm slim. I was mortified at anyone seeing them. He began rolling my nipples between his thumbs & index fingers. Silence. God that feels so good I wanna reverse into his pelvis to the base oh lord that's terrible of me - disavow!I shout in my mind. He takes one hand off 1 tit and after tilting my face to the mirror he starts playing with my clit. He's still slowly fucking me, his hand alternates between nipples, he's circling my clit and pussy with his cock simultaneously as he girates slowly round and up,round and down, round and up, down and out , fully back in, round and up, hes driving my nipples crazy and even my clit feels good with his touch fffffuuuuck i love it. I let out a moan & he puts 2 fingers in my mouth. He redirects my face back to the mirror and tells me to suck them while looking at him. I sucked them, but I couldn't look at him. "Dyou want them in your ass?"
"No Sir"
"Suck then girl, and look.at.me, he says through gritted teeth redirecting my head towards the mirror again. I suck his fingers slowly,gently,then more firmly as I look him in the eyes.
He removes his hands,
s me into position and he starts fucking me furiously, moving his hands from my my waist to locking my pelvic bones with his vice like grip. He rams himself inside me again and again ,every few mins he slaps my ass hard.He pulls out, opens a new drawer and I see a belt which he folds in half and whips me repeatedly. My cheeks feel red raw. I'm wriggling and squealing. He keeps correcting my hips back into position ,then belting me again.
He then corrects them to a tilt, and fucks me mercilessly i lose my balance several times .
He exhales. He grabs the back of my hair and says softly in my ear "It's OK to want every inch of Daddy in your sweet little pussy. " and with that he rams himself inside me, its bruised now its ful with each thrust. After a couple of minutes he turns my face back toward the mirror. He puts 2fingers down my throat so far I wretch several times. I can see him smiling at this. He fucks me so hard while telling Mr he's not gonna take his fingers out till I look at him in the mirror and keep looking, so I try. But he just pounds me while making me gag and wretch. He puts both hands back on my pelvis and smashes himself against me , seems like he's gonna cum soon..just then he pulls out, unhooks my arms from the wall and s me to my knees. "Look at me," he says, "Open your mouth " hes jerking off in my face. "Take it. Take it all baby swallow allll Daddy's cum - good girl.." &he pats my cheek. "Daddy's new little Fuck Toy...

Pro-Dom/me Session18 to 80 years ● 25km around UK Glasgow

So… I am writing this because a lot of people seem to be confused with…let’s call it “The inner workings” of
B.D.S.M. ( not here of course, just in general)...
Bdsm and M/s are separate things, M/s may or may not contain elements of bdsm.
The bdsm community outnumber the True M/s people by a huge amount.
True M/s couples (or groups) are not that common.
They appear common because bdsm people mostly believe that M/s is a part of bdsm.
And bdsm people often, in fact usually blur the distinction between M/s and Dom/sub.
They throw around terms such as slave and Master like candy but those words are like the word love to me and should never just be thrown around.
Mostly, they do not understand (or accept) slave, as property.
In the bdsm world most activities revolve around “scenes”
This is where the term slave gets *d, people always used to use the term submissive which is the correct term, but the word slave seems to be in fashion. Something that people don’t understand the totality of the word slave.
Now in True M/s lives, the slave gives permission and consent to her/his Master when the slave is collared.
Therefor the Master never needs consent again.
However, many in the bdsm world won’t understand or appreciate this.
They also mostly won’t appreciate that the slave is Master’s property and He can do anything He so wishes, so **
and **** are largely mute points.
Because for it to be real, there cannot be any limits.
Sex, massage, dancing, seduction etc.
She always looks and smells divine.
A true slave weaves the essence of love, honor, high ideals, and strong desire to grow spiritually in these areas…as well as all aspects in life. It is well to see how the Master describes this subject. To Honor…To Love…High Ideals…And a strong Desire to grow Spiritually…Are not only how the Master describes this subject…But is the reason why Master…is…Master…
But everyone must take responsibility for their own reality. It is an art, and as such requires not only study and practice but also the inspiration and the love-hate relationship all artists have with their craft.
Through experience of Master’s…They can tell you what the two trademarks are of all True women are:

• The ability to laugh, even at the worst horrors…And…

• The ability to throw jargon out the door and discern the heart of every matter while never taking any matter too seriously.
The simple reason for these abilities is that by actually doing Your own reality and actually experiencing the magickal universe instead of merely reading about it, these abilities are automatically developed.
T/they should be overjoyed with T/their common connection…W/we all recognize the potential that results in the formation of this union…it is merely the beginning of something new…
T/they should be empowered by T/their sexual Magick…and though it transforming into the beginning of who T/they should be…The Beauty of the connection that is so Strong…no Limits…total Trust…above all Loyalty… Did You all read that?? Above All Loyalty… If Master and slave can not be loyal then it is Not a true M/s relationship, it is Dom/sub relationship. A M/s relationship is stronger than Any Marriage anywhere on Earth and should be treated as such! It is a lifetime commitment! That is why there are only a handful of “True” M\s relationships in the world!
Everything in balance.
A True slave should trust in her intuition and nurture her environment of deep devotion, patience, and intense passion…sometimes in silence…
Master and slave together set the standards for which direction they want their life to go.
The slaves’ opinion is always listened to by Master; but in the end the slave knows that His decision is Final.
Every Master strives for “the slave that comes willingly on bended knee” that His slave learns to just pick up on these things over time and doesn’t have to be told or punished anymore.
Its understanding more than just sex, its learning about each other

BDSM/Fetish Family5km around USA Seattle

I am Lynn well educated articulate secretary type like to take her hair down at night thoughtful we'll seek your best interests will tell you when you're wrong back you when you're right I seek strong minds and hands to Lead Me I am a blonde I like all sorts of activities I'm a student of life your interests are my interests from hanging out doing nothing to hiking biking travel I'm interested in any and all things from Kitchen quickies to midnight marathons I like to be tied up and controlled in the midst of Passions like sexual asphxia mostly I like people who know what they want and are not afraid to go out and do it I don't suffer fools gladly or wises sadly. i also speak gibberish and nonsense! Hey another thing I'm actually looking for a human being male female male female female male male male female couple odd straight even even space aliens will do I have a personality type that fits into any culture I took some personality tests and guess what my type of personality is like two to four percent in this nation for hyper creativity and by age four my kind they say was planning to write books poetry in particular and that's what I have published are we hardwired or not anyway have you got a good heart a good soul good manners and a lot of action and adventure or not action and blase Ness and I'm your girl actually the doc say I'm an androgen which means I have a nearly perfect left and right brain hemispheric activity going on in my Noggin so I am my own male I am my own female and I have my own saying which is the best of both worlds Without The either so I'm kind of like solitary as an oyster is Charles Dickens would say in A Christmas Carol but I get lonely I crave intellectual stimuli and fun and brain dead isms and all sorts of stuff so you're interested in my interests I like to learn I'm an educator everybody has a love language right so my love language is to share information and fellowship and hanging out doing nothing making peanut butter cookies writing midnight dervish dribble and whatnot so let's sit on the floor Friday night spread a blanket watch an old black and white movie and snuggle and I like to be controlled I make a good Lieutenant too yes I am a bit ditzy I'm spaced out and blonde so lead the way if you got the gumption if you're a willy-nilly no good if you're an idiot I won't have nothing to do with you because those type of people are energy suckers there are vampires that suck *** they are energy vampires to suck all sorts of energy out of you things thoughts Goods power space whatever so beware come rescue me I'm Marooned in a hick town out in the middle of Western Nebraska population 900 and the people here are thick and dense I I grew up near Chicago so I'm used to culture or the Kung Fu coach for 40 years trying to be an English professor so I'm a very literal and creative if you hang out with me I'll tell you my name you can look at my books on Amazon they'll scare you I use them for litmus tests and tell people to go look at a book and they never write back see people are shallow they're afraid of differentiation they like generic stuff that is just plain Dumb-o. I also discovered that being shy was just a stupid waste of time for the shy one and they miss out on life so I speak my mind I'm the fastest dumbass in the West actually the slowest I'm kind of slow-witted but I'm like a bulldog once I understand I hang on anyway feel free to ask me anything you would like I do a lot of editing so your questions will not surprise me I will bet you they're pretty standard because our educational system trains people to be skulls of numb you take care folks watch your souls there are soul vampires out there that'll steal you away who you are and what you have

BDSM Play Partner35 to 80 years ● 10km around USA Morrill
NSA18 to 55 years ● 535km around USA Eagle

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