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I climbed a tree to get it pruned, did enough yard work to completely fill my enormous yard waste bin and have a small sense of satisfaction that I have made gains on end of summer clean up.

Not very sexy or pervy, but still. It's good
 
I climbed a tree to get it pruned, did enough yard work to completely fill my enormous yard waste bin and have a small sense of satisfaction that I have made gains on end of summer clean up.

Not very sexy or pervy, but still. It's good

I did exactly the same thing today! Trimmed a huge bush that turned into a tree. I was out there for three hours, while my dog lied in the shade, watching me sweat.

Not sexy, not pervy, but yeah. Still good.


Ben
 
Just finished driving 900 miles in two days. On the road, I saw a lot of signs saying:

JESUS IS COMING

Well, it's about time! He's only been edging for what, 2000 years??

You are going to burn in Hell for all eternity for that joke, I hope you know.

It's damn funny, though. I would laugh, but I've got to hedge my bets.


Ben
 
Right O I present for your reading pleasure please excuse any typos, I have been drunk the whole time writing this ๐Ÿคฃ
*drum roll*

My first scene with M

I sit watching the shoe in front of me. My eyes glazing as I lick my lip and shift a little on my stool.

My back is pressed to the front of the bar and I can feel my angel breathing even though he's nowhere near me. Far across the expanse of the bar, leaning his hip casually against it as he drills holes in my face with the heat of his eyes, a heat he still denies every damn day.

I sigh as I watch one of the older Dommes pull the ropes crossing over her Subs chest curling them around her rib cage and crossing them over and back. Around and around the spider web spun, spreading out to capture her whole torso and disable her arms. A loop in the centre of her chest another in between her shoulder blades. Designed to restrain her to different pieces of equipment on the stage.
The saw horse, the suspension ring, the spank bench every piece of equipment having multiple attachment points.

I shift my legs together, squeezing them in excitement as she's bent over the saw horse her arse raised up in the air as head and upper torso drape over the other side. Allowing for a gentle rush of blood to her head while the spanking takes place.

I may not be experienced in BDSM but I have read the effects, talked to submissives at length and seen as many live shows as I can ones that my angel lets me see at least. I love watching the movements on both sides, the way the Dominant cares and pushes they way the submissive melts and gives. The trust it takes for both parties in a way its a devotion.

I let out a whispy moan a barely heard noise as the first wack of the hand hits her ass. What I wouldn't do to be her right now and the Dom behind me the one still standing on the other side of the bar.

"Fuck." I drag my eyes away from the show at his curse, tilting my head to the side, smirking as I watch him drag the palm of his hand down his face.
Part of me happy to see that I'm not the only one affect while the rest of me is hurt that knowing him nothing will happen still.

I turn my head back to the scene, relaxing my uper body and resting my elbows on the bar behind me arching my back and thrusting out my moderate but perky breasts. One day I will break him and I'll be the next girl up on that stage. I have to be there is nobody else out there for me, nobody who understands me the way he does.

My time is running out, I'm coming into my last term at the Royal ballet school next week, this term I've decided to stay in the dorms on site, not only is the commute to school horribly long sleeping at the club is impossible on Thursday through to Monday night and I don't want to fail my classes I only have to pass this last year and I'm off to Australia to pursue my career. I won't see my Angel or the club anywhere near as frequently as I have.

I sigh my shoulders lifting as I watch the hand being exchanged for a paddle and the sub lift her ass as much as she can with every wack, the loud smacks music to me, a erotica symphony of pain.

I feel his presence bend down closer beside me his hot breath hitting the side of my face with a wift of menthol.
My whole body shudders in bliss, how does he do it? One breath on my skin and I'm ready to lay down spread my legs and beg him to hurt me, to fuck me into bliss.

"Your anniversary is coming up Princess." Angel whispers in my ear.

I nod my head as a cold chill skates it way down my body to thrum in my nipples sending them to stiff little peaks.
I know its my anniversary in two days. Two whole years since I've been off the streets, two years since my life started over. Two years since I met both my Angel and my demon.

I try not to flinch as his hand brushes my chin tilting my face towards his.

"What would you like for your present?" His eyes lock on mine the blue shining with emotion. Lust, kindness and something darker that makes me bite my lip.

I hold my breath for a second debating on how to word my sentence, talking is not easy for me still. I have to think about every word so carefully. Judge all the meanings and then string them in a productive way, to say the least amount of words needed.

Deciding to keep it simple I say. "You, I want you and me to do that." I gesture towards the stage.

He drops my face and looks to the stage, his eyes heating up even more as he looks back down at me again with a small shake of his head.
"You know we can't Princess, you are under my care. It would be wrong to take advantage of you like that."

I huff and lean towards him. "I'm not a little girl and I leave your care soon for good. I'm not asking for forever just a week."

I hold my breath as I stare at him again, my eyes pleading for him to once acknowledge that I'm a woman a woman that he wants as much as I want him.

His eyes trail from my face down to my breast stopping to lock in on my hard nipples. My body automatically arching more thrusting my chest up into the air. My spandex top stretching over the plump expanses.
I reach up for the zipper slowly pulling it down, the shadowed V between them growing until the only thing holding my top in place is my nipples.

"Ah fuck." My angel groans his eyes still locked on my body. His hand twitching on the bar beside me.

"Please M, please let me try and be your submissive." I revert to the one name he never lets me use the one everyone else in his life he lets call him but me. The one name he's known for his Dominant name.

I pull one side of my top off my nipple, covering it with my hand. "Please?" I beg letting my pink tip stick out between my fingers as I clamp them together squeezing it tightly.

"Fuck, Fuck. Ok, alright ok. But you have to do this my way at my speed. If I say no more you listen and wait until I think you are ready."

Finally my mind shouts, my heart thumping and my pussy dripping. I'm going to be his at last.

"Yes Sir." I can't help the smirk that brushed my lips.

"Stand up and take your panties off and pull your skirt up to your waist. " I do as directed glancing around to see if anyone is watching.
Not really all that bothered if the are, I have seen more interesting things here on a nightly basis that a girl with her pussy on show.

"Turn and face me. Tonight is for everyone else, everyone else will know by the time we leave here you are MY dirty little whore. Now pull both your tits out and sit back down like you were." The feel of his eyes dragging across my bare pussy enough to make me squirm on the spot.

I smile and do as I'm told, sitting on the stool facing the stage and pulling the other side of my top away from my breast. Loving the way the material pushes them together in the middle as I relax myself against the bar.

I hear a clinking noise behind me as my attention sticks on the show my heart beating wildly. I stick my chest out further.
The show on the stage has now moved onto bent over fingering, with a spattering of ass cheek biting, nipping at the swollen red flesh. The sub wailing and jerking in her restraints.

I part my legs, feeling the cools air brush my drenched lips. Humming to myself at the pleasure I'm finding watching again.

I jump in my seat as two cubes of ice brush against my nipples, looking down I see my angels arms wrapped around me not touching me anywhere, his fingers holding the cubes to my nipples.
I shudder at the cold a little squeak bursting out of me as he chuckles behind me.

Slow little circles dragged around them, numbing my pink little tips at the same time as making them swell harder.
I moan at the loss as his fingers disappear.

"Watch the show Princess." M growls in my ear, stopping to nip my lobe hard enough to have me jumping again.

I let out a shakey breath as I tilt my eyes back to the stage watching how they have progressed to a flogger now. The red of the sub turning to a deeper colour.

I start again at the sharp but dull pain radiating through my nipples. I glance down to see his hands move away from me and leave two clips with bells hanging off each of them.

"Ow." Pops out of my mouth before I can even think.

"Ow? Really Princess? Would you like me to stop?"

I shake my head rapidly watching my tits jiggle with the motion. Pain flairing as the bells jingle and ring out.

I gasp and moan at the feeling, the tugging feeling intense both pain and pleasure.

"Good girl, now slide those little fingers down to your pussy and show me how wet you are." My Angels voice drops in pitch, hypnotic and dark.
 
I do as I'm told, my fingers delving down to my pussy, trailing across my clit as I pause to give it a quick couple of flicks making me shift on my stool. I dip a finger inside myself dragging out my juices. Holding up my hand and tilting it in the dim light.

"To my face Princess." I lean to the side I little more and lift my shaking hand up level to his face. His eyes burn into mine even brighter as he leans in closer to my fingers. I drop my head forward as his tongue swipes across the pad of my fingers lapping them sweetly.
A moan bursting from my throat as he sucks my fingers inside his mouth, my whole body squirming in pleasure.

"Delicious."M groans with a smirk.

His hand snakes up to grip my chin holding my face still titled with the odd angle I'm twisted in, with the majority of my body still facing forward and my upper body sprawled almost flat on the top of the bar my legs spread open my pussy bare for everyone to see, my breast bare and clamped. I've never felt so slutty or so free.

"Play with your clit for me now, rub that little button hard and fast. Show everyone how much you love being my slut Princess." Still holding my chin he moves his face closer to mine breathing the same air as me. I can't help whimpering in need, need to taste his lips need to feel his touch everywhere on my body.

I slowly slide my right hand back down my body stopping to jiggle the nipple clamps as his lip kicks up at the side at my gasp.

I drag my finger over my soft smooth pussy thanking my stars I remember to wax yesterday. I dip my fingers between my lips gathering my juices again and dragging them over my clit, doing it the exact way I would if I was alone. Putting pressure and rubbing hard circles and twisting my hips the opposite direction. My eyes closing in pleasure for a second, snapping back open wide when I feel the hand that was holding my chin up slip down to hold my throat firmly giving a slight squeeze.

"Eyes on me Princess."

I try to nod but the hand holding my throat stopping me, instead settling on a smile as my dazed eyes lock on his.

I strum my clit harder, biting my lip to hold back the grunts, groans and moans springing to my lips, my breath coming in pants my hips swirling rubbing myself harder against my fingers like I would against his.

I stare at him my eyes locked on his in what has to be the hottest single moment in my young life. My eyes widening as I feel the clamp release off one nipple and the throbbing sharp pain spread straight from my nipple to my aching clit. I cry out at a painful wave of pleasure, my back arching to an extreme bend as I lunge at the firm tug of fingers on my aching nipple.

"M please.." I beg lost and needing.

"Cum for me Princess he growls pressing his lips to mine in our first kiss as he release the other clamp.
I scream against his lips, my eyes rolling as I explode. My whole body trembling, shaking from the tips of my toes to hair on my head.
Long waves of bliss and pain flooding my body. My breath catching with the depth of my orgasms.

Well done Princess, your quite the hit." M chuckles as he lifts his hand of my throat and kisses my lips lightly.

I lift my head groggily and look around every member of the club is watching us including the couple on the stage. Huge smiles on their faces the Domme nods her head at me before starting to clap every member in the club joining in.

With a shy smile I get up off the stool and curtsy on wobbly legs as M finally makes his way around the bar to tuck me against his side.

"Alright shows over so back to the original show you bunch of dirty old pervs." M bellows with a laugh addressing the room.

I dip my head to hide my smile and blush my body soft and satisfied.

Humming under my breath I look up at M and grin a wicked little grin, I still can't believe I'm finally his.

"You look happy Princess would you like some more tonight?"

I nod my head rapidly."Yes, please Sir."

"Red room, naked in Nadu position." The smile on his face telling me he's just as happy about this as I am.

I flash him a wink as I skip off to do exactly as he said.

The booming sound of his laughter following me.

That's all for now next part will be the next scene that followed that night.
Thank you for reading ๐Ÿ˜

(sorry it was to big for one post)
 
Glad you enjoyed ๐Ÿ˜‰
Not sure on the gift part but I try my best

You have a gift for painting a scene and drawing us into it, a gift for highlighting the eroticism that's flowing in every quadrant of the room, and a gift for letting us all know exactly how you like your clit rubbed. ๐Ÿ˜œ


Ben
 
You have a gift for painting a scene and drawing us into it, a gift for highlighting the eroticism that's flowing in every quadrant of the room, and a gift for letting us all know exactly how you like your clit rubbed. ๐Ÿ˜œ
yes, and are you going to use this to insight to delight the lady in your life?
please say yes! Please say yes! ๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜˜
 
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