To have me or not to have me.
To take me or not to take me.
To fuck me or not..that is the question.
Tomorrow, between a family trip, high profile football matches,(a guest..he does not play!),shows at the West End ...and an exclusive Vegas trip with the boys...he has found a window...just for me. This is the first time we will meet since a dark snowy day in the winter months... ( See Stockings In The Snow) and it's of course five star!
I'm amazed, enthralled and excited all at the same time...it is the first time I will see him knowing just how wealthy this man must be, yet not knowing everything and , indeed, not wishing to. I have never suspected the depth of his business empire and to be honest it actually makes no difference. He is exactly the same with his desires and his humour and his conversation as before and you would never suspect either if you saw him...well, perhaps if you glimpsed the labels on his clothes or shoes ...but down to earth and with a very traditional accent...he has pursued and pursued...he has chatted and laughed and confided and listened for months...however he has been very sweet in times of need and darkness...remembering my love for a certain wine and a certain perfume...
I've been silent with him for months too as I did not deem it proper to talk to him when with others...yet I now know that appears to fuel his desires!I feel stronger with that knowledge.
I never ask.
I never expect.
He reads out poems that his son has written and his love and pride for the boy is tangible...
We have an agreement about condoms this time! Oh for goodness sake, what a silly man...
This time, I have demanded he fucks me...no matter how many orgasms I have without him actually fucking me, I still want that full union and flesh full on flesh...I want to feel possessed by him, if only for a short time...and I know he can do the most spectacular things with his hands and fingers and my G-spot...but really there is no excuse this time. Cherry flavoured will nestle in my handbag before joining the fun.
The room is booked.
I could be soon coming in a five star near you....!
dear Pip:
what a comfortable read that was.
my Owner's "little peanut" rose to half it's little self, rock hard and splayed out against my Owner's chastity cage. how i too want to feel flesh on flesh. matters not if it were my paws doing the nasty, choking the very life from it, or should it be wrapping my Owner's little peanut in the steamy, moist blanket of pussy. just the idea of flesh on flesh. Goddess how i miss sure delightful pleasures.
Madame Victoria Marx Owned, Collared & Kept Property,
slave norma jean
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