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Slave Leigh shares how Master marks his territory with cum.

Master wiped his slippery pre-cum onto my small pink lips with his fingertips.  His round pattern and his blue eyes watched my reaction intently as he did so. cum 2

“Sensational…” he remarked as he finished.  I must admit, I’ve never had this done before and it was quite a surprise, yet it also was a turn on.

You like having my cum in your mouth…don’t you?”

After that, he drew me in for a deep kiss, while holding my chin.  The kiss pushed the cum all over my tongue and the flavor was uniquely Master’s.  I felt my rock hard nipples brushing against my t-shirt

“You like having my cum in your mouth, don’t you kitten?”  I nodded my head in approval.

He continued to milk his cock and then swipe the precum off of the tip of his dick several times and repeated his little game of covering my lips…

 

to be continued

 

Will Master like that Leigh beat him to the taste or will she endure discipline for her swift choice to taste her cum first?

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Slave Leigh describes how Master decides to share her with another Master.

My senses were restricted with a soft black blindfold and scratchy twine around my wrists and ankles as Master prepared to share me.  I wiggled my body around to make myself comfortable on the bed.  With mychocolate shared slave legs spread wide open, smooth pussy exposed,  I felt vulnerable.

I waited for Master to coat my nipples and pussy in creamy peanut butter and drippy sweet smelling chocolate.  That was his plan.

“Tell me who is the slut?”

“That would be me Master” I said, unsure that I liked his choice of words.

“That’s right kittten.”

It was a dizzying and a strange dark existence as the blindfold created a surge of fear for the unknown. I wondered what sort of Master he enlisted to accomplish this task.

nipple pic ooooI heard his footsteps coming near the bed. He placed an unexpected warm chocolate kiss on my lips and dragged his finger over my erect wet clit and massaged the creamy stuff around in circles….

…to be continued

Can Leigh go through with this task without finding a way out?  Who is this man that Master is sharing Leigh with?

Slave Leigh is summoned to fuck herself with a hefty cucumber despite her resistance.

Little did I know that my joke about the splendid size of a cucumber to my friend would result in a mind blowing fuck session. cucumberIndeed, that is exactly what happened at the direction of Master.

Straight from the chilly refrigerator, I feared it was obnoxiously brisk. Instead the firm, rounded end, soothed my steaming hot clit and massaged it into a preorgasmic frenzy.

“Who owns that pussy Kitten?…tell Master….he wants to know.”

“Master owns this pussy” I replied,  shivering with thrill as the cucumber danced upon my bulging  fuck button.  Its warty surface rubbing against my pussy sent waves of delight.

“That’s right.  Now fuck yourself” he ordered….

to be continued

 

Will Leigh use the cucumber that gave a good fuck in her salad later that afternoon or will she discard it after training?

 

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Leigh describes how Master pushes her to see things his way with regards to nipple piercing.

One of Master’s ways to mold me into his toy was to start a discussion about piercing my gigantic nipples. He expressed his desire to watch nipple ringsmy painted fingernails play with the silver rings attached to my teats.

He thought it would be “hot” to see me do so.

I fought him on this matter without much avail. He broke me down with several punishments and some extensive training on what it means to fully serve a Master. When I finally surrendered and agreed to see stuff his way, he surprisingly agreed to meet me in the middle.

A set of silver manual nipple rings was purchased. The round half inch circle had a narrow opening with two miniature balls on each side of the tips of the ring. These devilish contraptions held my nipple in an erect manner while applying enough pressure to make my pussy dripping wet and to feel the obedience to the liking of Master.

Often I was instructed to wear them under my work shirt and feel the stimulation and special torture they provided.  Unknown to me, they increased the feeling of being “owned”.  In fact, the second they were removed, the feelings of being connected to him slowly faded.

I was given the task of photographing them on myself and …

…to be continued

Can Leigh continue to keep Master satisfied with her faux nipple rings or will he encourage her to take the next step towards the real thing?

 

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Slave Leigh shares about how Master used his methods to punish her with nipple bondage.

Master’s nipple fetish lead him to punish me cleverly. For example, he did not explicitly tell me that I was being punished.  Itclothespins on nipples‘s not often he chooses this method of discipline, but when he does, it keeps me alert and attentive to his desires.

Our session suddenly began with clothespins biting at my pink eraser shaped nipples.  The clips stayed on beyond what I thought was a reasonable amount of time.  To make matters worst, Master

“The clothespins were biting at my pink eraser shaped nipples”

left me hanging without a reply or approval to remove them.  He literally disappeared for a period of time, leaving me to decipher if I was to continue being obedient or to stop the punishment.   I was heated and mad because I felt that he was breaking  my trust in his judgement of how long nipples can endure clips …

…to be continued

Will Master punish Leigh with more harsh nipple bondage since she showed great disrespect for their training?

 

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Submissive Leigh is warmed by the Thanksgiving holiday and decides to write her Master an affectionate note to celebrate the 28th day of November.

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Dear Master,

First, I wanted to wish you an absolute terrific holiday. Secondly, I have detailed out 28 reasons why I am thankful that you are my Master.

1. Waking up in an aroused stupor while anticipated the flavor of your cum.  Knowing that every time my mouth were full, you would surely say, “swallow.” 

2. You think I’m pretty even when I am not at my best.

3. The thought of pleasuring your balls and ass to your satisfaction.

4. My rock hard nipples upon hearing your voice.

5. Knowing that if you wanted to fuck my ass Master…that I would not have a choice in the matter.

6. The way you affectionately call me “kitten.”bad cock whore

7. The suspense of having my ass smacked by your strong hand.

8. The unpredictable nature of your orders.

9. For pushing me past my limits and safely returning me….

…to be continued

Will Master appreciate Leigh’s letter of thanks and treat her to multiple orgasms or will her efforts go left without notice.

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Leigh learns an important lesson about her pussy from her dominant Master’s perceptive ways.

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‘Master will never know if I skip a day here or there without shaving my pussy’ I thought to myself as I hurried along in the shower this week.  Especially, since Master was not keeping track of this aspect of my appearance this week.

It wasn’t a ploy to deceive a dominant such as him, but, a few hairs could wait was my thought.  I’ll admit, being fully shaven was one of our “rules” to assure that nothing was hidden from Master’s view.

On Friday evening,  I parked myself in front of the laptop and decided to surf youtube.

 The warm water and sharp razor strangely aroused me in anticipation of what was to come.

Almost instantly Master the barrister appeared, “Where have you been?” he asked.

“It’s been real busy and I was half expecting to hear from you Master” I waited in anticipation of his words to decipher his mood.

He dismissed my remark and responded with, “How is your nipple training going?  I want your nipples lactating.  Do you understand?”

“Ummm…sort of…” I replied.

“Sort of?” he replied sounding annoyed.

“There were a few days that I did not train my nipples Master.” His cold silence was of concern.

Finally, he spoke, “What about your pussy? Is it clean shaven for me?”

“I was planning on doing it later today,” I said attempting to disguise the fear in my voice.

“Now!” said Master, indicating that he wanted my pussy bare immediately.

“Right now? At this exact moment?” I inquired surprised.

“Yes, you will take a picture before you shave and send that to me now. I will be right here waiting.  Next, gather your supplies and shave your pussy smooth.”

I  hustled to gather items needed to shave. With my phone tucked between my ear and shoulder, I provided a narrative to Master as I went about completing the training….

to be continued

 

Can Leigh stay off of Master’s radar for her missing assignments or will he intuitively know when she has not done what she was supposed to do?  

 

Submissive Leigh finds herself lost in pleasure at the skillful mercy of Master.

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It wasn’t long after my alarm clock sounded, that a submissive such as myself was thrust out of bed and instructed to sit on top of a dildo.

I fucked it like a wild animal in heat. All of this was quite unexpected as I had just been lying in my warm bed slowly waking and going through the days events in my mind.

Swiftly, in whooshed Master’s message and inquisition, “what are you wearing?” he asked.

“The feel of my soft fingertips pressing on my growing clit aroused and fed my inner slut.

Shortly after his question, I was feeling the cool air upon my undressed skin. Cold enough to alert my rosy nipples and to bring about bumps to my flesh. I promptly assumed my role of Master’s cum whore slave, complete with a pink leather collar. 

“Touch your clit with your fingertips” his gruff testosterone voice directed, ” tell me if you are wet.”

I reached down to discover that I am drenched in warm slick wet pussy juice…

…to be continued

Can Leigh find the courage to tell her Master that she daydreams of what he would be like in person?   Is she turning a corner and craving her skillful Master’s ways?  

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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