Archives for the month of: October, 2013

Leigh shares her thoughts on Master’s fixation with penetrating her ass with a dildo.

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I respect Master’s training wholeheartedly, but when it comes to anal sex its a different story.

A few times I have detected his kindhearted nature in response to my fear of trying something new.  It is at those times, that I will attempt to have him tweak the training to remove my fear.

I rarely succeed at convincing him, but I can think of a couple of times that he has agreed to oblige me.

Tonight was turning out to be one of those nights where I was about to be pushed out of my comfort zone.  It began with a battle of the mind over whether there is more pleasure derived from an ass fuck or a pussy pounding.

 “Tell Master how much you would like an ASS fuck?” he inquired.

 I was not keen on his idea.  I quickly formulated a response in an attempt to redirect him.  “Yes Master, this slave wants her PUSSY fucked good and hard.”   My lips curled into a nervous playful smile.

“Tell Master who the anal fuck whore is…” I remained silent, knowing how to respond.

 “Does this cum whore like to feel her pussy drip?” he remarked.  All of his naughty thoughts and attractive voice launched my arousal rapidly.

“Does the anal cum whore wants her ASS fucked tonight?”  His words went left unanswered.  “Do you? I said, DO YOU?”

I paused and then cleverly answered…

…to be continued

Will Leigh continue to trust her Master’s choices on their future training sessions or will she decide this is not the lifestyle for her?

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Leigh is ordered to lengthen her nipples for Master as a part of her training.

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Master explained to me that he loved my nipples, but he wanted to see how loyal I could be to his desires.  He set me on a schedule to extend the length of my nipples.  There was a specific routine and I was to be ready each day at the same time. With the camera positioned on my bosom, he would guide me through the tit manipulations. Each session lasted 30 minutes and yielded powerful erotic shockwaves later that day.

I became curious and motivated when I saw that my nipples increased in size to the size of pencil erasers.

I was to have an exclusive nipple training shirt that I was to wear each time.  Something that allowed for quick release of each breast during the training.  I chose a grey V-neck stretchy t-shirt and was able to place my breasts just over the top of the V.

“Take the very tips of your nipples between your thumb and forefinger and gently stretch them out…now stretch them up…hold them there…pinch them…tug on them….that’s it…twist them…grip them firmly kitten…now let your nipples slip out of the grip of your fingers…they will bounce when they drop from your fingertips.”

I’ll admit, the training wasn’t erotic for me, but Master was very picky about me not keeping up with the schedule.  He made it very clear that this was a priority and said that if I did not do it that I would be punished.

It was a great challenge to make the time for the nipple training and I almost faced a punishment of ginger root for arriving a half an hour late.  I was having lunch with a friend and I lost track of time.  Master didn’t want any of my excuses and in the end, he worked my nipples well that afternoon.  He almost pushed me past my limits of what my nipples could endure.  That night I woke up from a deep sleep and wanted to actually play with my nipples.  I pondered on if it was worth the punishment to do so, since I was not to touch myself without his permission.

I became curious and motivated when I saw that my nipples increased in size to the size of pencil erasers.  I found myself looking at myself in the mirror and feeling good about what I had accomplished.  My nipples were even bent inside my bra and Master had me photograph my nipples frequently.

On the 24th day, his words threw me into a tailspin, “soon you will lactate.”

I was troubled by his remark.

“Would you like to lactate for Master?” My head was spinning and I was very upset with him for not telling me this in the beginning.  “Would you?  That is a question Leigh.”

“I don’t know” I said.

“I don’t know is not an acceptable answer.  It’s Yes Master or No Master.  Which one is it?”…

…to be continued

Can Leigh continue to please her Master’s every need without resenting him?  Will she warm up to the idea that her nipples are growing and her breasts are lactating?

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Leigh describes the outcome of her harsh punishment from Master’s pent up frustration with her behavior.

chin under hand ‘Please don’t tear me to shreds Master‘ I said to myself, in anticipation of my fate for Master’s punishment.  Tonight, he was only instant messaging me and was denying me of hearing his voice.   Master had us continue to use the chat feature instead of the phone for quite some time.

Things started with him requesting pictures or video clips of me in a variety of phases of the punishment. The first clip was of me asking Master to please go easy on me and to not “tear me to shreds.” I felt like I was being circled by a vicious shark.  Not knowing what to expect and yet understanding the seriousness of the matter at hand.

My first video clip strangely revealed to me that it looked like I wanted to cry and I had not realized this about myself. I knew I was sad that it had come to this sort of night, but did not know that my face would tell the story. I sent the clip embarrassed by it, and then thought that maybe he would find some compassion in my words and visual.

What followed was bound breasts, enlarged labia lips, expanded clit, protruding nipples also induced with suction and then the wrath of his next request: To attach clothespins to my already tired nipples….

…to be continued

 

Can Leigh walk a straight and narrow path to keep her Master satisfied?

 

 

Leigh shares the growing concern regarding an anal plug punishment.

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I could detect the discipline he was about to administer right here at my work. His phone call instantly popped my zen bubble leaving my mood soured.  I thought I had excused myself of our training with my busy schedule.  

I felt it being propelled out of my hole by the virgin tightness.

“Do tell me, where are my pictures kitten?”

“I sent you an email telling you this week was too busy to train Master.”

“Nonsense, where is your anal plug?”

“It’s in my purse.” Is he serious?

“Go to the restroom and drive it into your tight asshole. Now!” he ordered.

I promptly walked to the restroom and once inside, I pulled down my cum stained pants.  I slowly wedged the plug into my tight hole.

“Nice and deep.”…

…to be continued

 

Whatever will Master do to Leigh when he administers the remainder of her punishment?  Can Leigh handle working with a spicy hot unhappy Master?

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Leigh shares her surprise as Master prepares to cum.

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Master stands before me with his clunky black work boots with his jeans dropped around his ankles in an erotic stance. His stiff long cock with a pink bulging tip is ready for me.

My cum is waiting to fill your throat.”

I can feel the squeeze of my clit clamp each time I hear his voice and it reminds me that I am his.  It’s terribly erotic to the point of almost wanting to squirt every where…

…to be continued

 

Is Leigh ready to have her mouth become a fuck hole for Master.  Furthermore, will Leigh be able to swallow it all when Master cums?  

 

Leigh shares about her clothespin punishment for when she does not follow the established rules.

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I was lying in bed with four clothes pins attached to my labia breathing through the sharp sensations of my discipline.  My breathing was shallow. The clothes pins bit into my flesh and I absolutely hated when Master restrained me in this way.  I also sensed that he disliked administering my punishments, but he did so any how.  I begged him to please be done with this horrible ordeal without any luck.

“The squeeze of the clothespins on my labia still stinging in rhythm with my nipples, tore me down to a place of submission.

I was in pain.  Not the kind of torment where I need a band-aid and some time to let things heal, but rather, the kind of discomfort that put my body on high alert for incoming  arousal.

I knew I had done wrong by not returning phone calls to Master, but I also felt angry with him for not giving me the attention I needed over the past couple of days.  This ordeal made me dislike him.

“May I please remove the clips from my pussy lips Master… please?” I asked politely.

“No” he responded promptly.  The grip of the clips on my drenched pussy lips intensified…

…to be continued

 

Can Leigh stay out of trouble with her new Master or will her rebellion surface?  

 

Leigh explains what its like to finger fuck herself while at work.

Knowing that Master could dominate me by giving me an order to stop my work and go finger fuck myself to orgasm, intensified my submissiveness. bound In my mind he felt bigger than life when it came to giving me erotic orders.

“…from the nice office girl to a dirty little whore…

His determination to have me perform non-penetrative sex on my fuck hole was his adrenaline rush.

My finger stroked my clitoris to orgasm while he could be heard enjoying himself…

…to be continued

Will Leigh be able to remain discreet enough while playing with herself while at work?

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Master’s erotic fantasy is cast upon Leigh during one of their training sessions.  

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During our training session, Master gave me instructions on how he wanted me to use my realistic dildo to pleasure my pussy.

He urged me to move it ever so slowly in and then out.  I obliged and felt a surge of sheer pleasure wash over my body with the slower rhythm.  Lost in the moment of pleasure I played for quite some time.

“Tell me what you taste like”  he said.

“Remove the toy and tell me if its wet Leigh” he said in his dominant tone.

I  removed the toy and saw the slick of my pleasure all over it and replied, “Yes, it is very wet.”

He  said, “now, I want you to take that toy and put it into your mouth.”  …

…to be continued

 

Can Leigh continue to taste her cum without feeling consumed by her choices?

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Leigh describes what it feels like to leave her traditional realm of sexuality with some ass training.

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I pushed harder and my obedience was tested as I struggled to insert Master’s cock into my tight ass.

“I want to feel the cock inside my pussy” slipped out of my mouth.

“Really now?  This session is run by whom?” he quizzed firmly.

“… this is about pleasuring Master

“You Master” I remarked.

“That means that who decides where and what will happen?” he said sternly.

“You Master, you are in charge here.”

“Exactly” he said enthusiastically…

…to be continued

 

Will Leigh take a stand for her sexual preferences or will she instead remain obedient to Master’s ways?

In this erotic literature snippet, slave Leigh makes a discovery about Master and his pleasure.

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It felt like Master was relaxed in his lounge chair, like one that you might see in a night club and giving me a look as if to say, “give me what you got“.

“He literally wanted me to fuck his mind good”

I gathered that perhaps, with me subtly using my intuition to soften his iron sexual gate, I might be able to penetrate his mind a bit.

If only I could rattle the gate in front of him to the point of him feeling the vibrations, I was certain he would surely pursue me even more intently. So, I willingly played along in my obedient, seductive and mild manner. All the while now clearly understanding that Master craved pleasure and sensation as much as I….

…to be continued

 

Will Master’s ways ever cease to arouse Leigh on a deep level?