Mistress

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A mysteriously dark woman enters my dreams.
Her presence is electrifying.
She takes over my every thought.
Well-rehearsed hands act out against my body.
She dominates me.
Taking control of my every move.
Treating me like I’ve been bad.
So very bad.
A playful mix of love and hate.
The aroma of her arousal is thick and sweet.
Curves of my body she holds in her hands.
Admiring.
Softness of skin like that of silk.
Standing behind me she whips my head back.
Holding my chin up.
Warmth and wetness felt down my neck as she kisses.
Putting me in my place.
On my knees.
Head held back.
Her corseted body before me.
She takes me away.
Erotic.
Bending me over the bed.
Tightening the corset tighter still.
Squeezing my body.
Breasts spilling out.
Nipples showing.
Legs spread.
Panties down.
Arms bound tightly behind my back.
Straining.
Legs spread wider still.
Knees planted.
Her toy of pleasure I’ve become.
Shaved.
Bound.
Squeezed tightly.
Kissing eagerly upon the lips of her bound lover.
Covering my mouth.
Pushing me backwards.
Penetrating my very state of arousal.
Sweet sticky love nectar spilling along our shared love.
Pushing further.
Screams of ecstasy muffled by her waiting hand.
Pressing tightly to my face.
Quiet my love.
Never a sound.
Cracking the tails across my ass.
Hot tongue.
On your knees girl.
Soft sweet aromatic flower spread in my face.
Brushing my lips a smooth dew coated petal.
Shaking tongue.
Slowly parting and cleaning the petals.
Pulling them gently.
Touching the flowers core with a hungry tongue.
Alternating.
Quick tongue.
Slow fingers.
Caressing the open flower.
Quieted by pillows.
Fired by a tongue.
Taking.
Pressing her body against my face.
Arms held behind her sweat coated back.
Tongue from neck to ass.
Dragging.
Tasting every inch.
Quivering woman of my dreams.
Shouting demands.
Shrieking in pleasure.
Giving to me.
Giving to you.
Taking you over.
Lay sleeping the woman of my dreams.
Pleased.

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