Real Life Stories - October 2017

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Every day now ends with him being sent to change into his night-dress and to kneel in the corner to await my arrival. This is the high point of my day, for he must confess his faults and ask me for appropriate correction. After I have chastised him he must thank me, kiss my feet and ask me what my pleasure is for the night. This may be something as simple as massaging my feet, brushing my hair or just leaving me to rest undisturbed while he spends the night on the floor, more usually it is him giving me a specified number of orgasms高潮 — the sexual climax with his tongue alone.

My favorite however is to use my double ended strap on to give his backside a good humping. I am then in total control and it feels wonderful, I can give my self any number of divine sensations, and orgasms高潮 — the sexual climax, while he wriggles and writhes. If I am feeling bitchy then I may lubricate his end with a little chili sauce and really enjoy myself as he squirms and squeals.

When I have had my amusement he always tells me how grateful he is and how much he loves me and I then (usually) give him permission to get into bed and kiss me goodnight. He keeps telling me that he would do anything for me and would prefer to demonstrate his devotion without coercion or restraint, to which I always reply "then obey me and wear your Curve in the knowledge that it is giving me pleasure and be happy."