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Flitting through my mind...

As her obeisance manifests before you, what do you perceive.
An object for your craving. For your longing, your thirst and obsession.
A mechanical object in subservience to you.
A robotic senseless form whom is yours for the taking.
What do you witness in your heart, mind and soul, if you witness at all.
Do you witness yet only the reverence before you or do you encounter the emotive and poignant splendour of the being that is fundamentally entwined within.
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“I wouldn’t dare dream of it Sir”

His eyes gleam with satisfaction as his hand with lightening speed grasps the back of my neck.

Disquiet flowing over my skin as I still, like a deer caught in headlights. Anticipation and arousal slither through me as I am manoeuvred onto my feet. His hand around my neck steering me to his will.

“Do not move from that spot little girl.”

He purposefully stalks out of the room, my body wants to fidget nervously, my breath is being drawn in shallow gasps as my heart patters frantically in my chest. Heat enveloping my skin sending shivers through me.

Gliding back into the room he does not look at me, his expectation is that I obey his command. I hold my breath watching him as he silently scatters the wooden floor with raw rice! The little pitter patter sounds as they dance over the floor marking my area of punishment, taunt me.

My mouth depletes of moisture as my fingers twitch uncontrollably stating my discomfort at what is to come.

His eyes drill into mine as he stands back from that patch of torture and repentance.

The words quietly escaping his lips like a whip across my skin as he commands...

“Now kneel little girl and accept your punishment, gracefully and thankfully. If you please me I may yet fuck you raw and remind you of who you belong too..”
 
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Submission can not be taken or forced. It is given in trust based upon an agreed set of limits and needs. Likewise Dominance is not yours to expect and absorb without giving your submission and meeting the needs and respecting the limits of your Dominant.

You dance a dance to an agreed upon style and beat. The framework already laid before you. The basic manoeuvres around the dance floor already known to you both, as you step in time with the other.

Each off beat step, each tumble or fall you make together, learning and adapting to how the other moves and responds in kind. To the contortion of their body, their placement and oxygenation. Every action and reaction you make together entwined as one unit as you consume one another. Learning to follow his lead as he learns how to lead you. Taking guidance and instruction as you weave your way through the rhythm of your chosen style.

Choreographing your own moves and style as you gain traction and trust in each other. Creating your own unique rhythm as you meld together forming a stronger unit as you find your feet and learn to move in time with one another. Completely in synch until.... you try a new dance together and begin again as you extend upon all you have accomplished.
 
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Slowly i descend towards the patch of rice on the floor. My heart rate elevating as my knees hover just above the rice for a split second.

What feels like hundreds of little gravelled stones indent into my delicate skin as my weight forces my knees to consume the same space.

My skin shimmering with a gleam of sweet eking the pain out of my pores as it battles inside my body.

I breath in through my nose and out through my mouth, focusing on this simple act to help ignore the pain that pierces my knees.

He is sitting on the edge of the bed assessing me making sure I please him in this new punishment.

His chest rising and falling with long deep breaths as he witnesses my submission fight for dominance over the pain.

I’m not permitted to lower my head when being punished. My head is to stay elevated so my emotions can be scrutinised for their sincerity.

I know it is not my pain during punishment that arouses him but the level submission required to fulfil it. This is what I focus on pleasing him as I breath in and out rhythmically.

Tears fill my eyes after what feels like hours but is no doubt mere minutes. My body trembling as sweat trickles down it winding paths over me. Their trails evidence of my commitment to submit. My knees are sweaty causing the rice to cut into my skin more severely.

The tears that fill my eyes spill over and roll down my cheeks landing on my breasts as they mingle with my sweat.

A reverently spoken “Good girl” drifts over to my ears and I feel his hands slide under my armpits as he lifts me. Releasing me from my penance to him as he walks me over to the bed. Gently he places me on the edge of the bed and removes the ingrained rice from my knees.

Placing soft butterfly kisses over them he whispers “you have pleased me little one, now let’s get you bathed and then fucked”........
 
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You will beg .
You will try to move to reach my fingers.
But you will get what I allow.
When I allow it.
You will cum when I let you.
If I let you.
You will be a writhing, screaming needy little mess by the time I’m finished with you.
My needy beautiful little mess.
Your body will cry out for its owner to fill it, to use it, to sate your need.
Now let’s see how well you beg...
 
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