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He could still remember the day she told him that she wanted him to be her slave. It was one of those long late summer days that dissolved itself into a magical evening aglow with the lingering colors of a splendid sunset. The windows were open and they sat together both of them nearly naked, looking out towards the low clouds their blurred edges lit with pinks and yellows. Janey was leaning back into her chair with her chest elevated, her beautiful C cup breasts just starting to sprinkle with a few chilly bumps from the gentle breeze caressing them. Dan was exhausted from the incredible sex they had just shared.

In her clutches how could he help himself? Mistress Divini wanted her robe 20 minutes ago and is in so much trouble. Lets hope he makes it in time

for MissBonnie” :You are soo beautiful, your female slave is staked out on top of the coffee table. You command me to kiss her breasts. The sound of a voice commanding someone to give pleasure, it is strange and wonderful. Slowly you direct me to move slowly across her body. Slowly, silently I move down her trunk. She can hear the crop against my skin, she assumes it is my ass and you hear me wince and feel me recoil as you reprimand me for moving too swiftly. I am between her legs now, licking sucking, pleasing.

She had asked him to be explicit in his list of limits. She had told him once he had given it to her she would respect them but he wouldn’t be allowed to add to the list only take things off the list. He thought about it for a while and sent it to her after about an hour

Needs fulfilled: The lesson did not take long to begin. Upon entering the room, she told me to strip which I did without question nor hesitation. Once naked, she had me sit in an armless chair that was in the room. Quickly, she tied the collar, my arms and legs to the chair, immobilizing me.

Public announcement: When she untied me, there was very little of the Dom left in me. She had taken my core beliefs in myself, held them in her hand, laughed at them and remolded me to fit her whim. She had used me for her pleasure, every private area, every inch and opening of my body felt her will. She bent me to her will and she claimed her ownership.

Freshly shorn, I lay there in something like shock. Her words still echoed in my head “Never” “Forever”, until it became a litany. But cramping muscles brought me back to reality.

Heaven on Earth: I was still reeling from being collared as Mistress Luna sat back and smiled at her handiwork. ‘I always knew I would have you submit to me’ she laughed and deep inside I knew she was right.

The shudders of her climax had barely slowed when Mistress Luna grinned and stared down at me. ‘I do love the way the gates of hell fit my cock, Charles. But there are some things that need to be done. I think I did say I prefer my cock shaved, didn’t I?’ As she said this she pulled on the tuff of pubic hair still visible behind the gates of hell. ‘But let’s do this the right way’.

The meeting penned for Mistress Lunas pleasure:I stared at the hotel room door. My heart pounding. We had finally worked out the logistics of a meeting and I was about to knock on the door of the room we had gotten. In knew she was in there…waiting. The woman who had met me as an equal, had an initial attraction, a failed submission, a flurry of anger, a reunion, my submitting to her…all this passed through my mind.