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A submissive and three common items

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: LongKnife Posted on: 23 Jun 2004 1 comments
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This is an email that I received in response to a directive I gave yesterday to a middle aged mother of two. I know that she actually carried out what she has written. It's her nature to do so.*************************************Master,This one and three items~gathering the three items that Master commanded placing them on the bed....rolling up the towel.. placing the hairbrush and the bottle to one side.....slipping the sun dress up over her head and then removing bra and panties...hanging the dress up on a hanger as thoughts of this task run through her mind....Taking the clip from her hair and pulling the hair down....running fingers through it...catching the sweet smell of shampoo and tugging a section to her nose and breathing in the intoxicating scent of her shampoo....fingers playing over the hair.. drawing it over lips...over her cheek down chin and along her next...head tilting back and luxuriating in the feel of its softness on her face and neck......fingers rake over the top of her head.. picking it all up in a semi ponytail and then letting it fall over a bare back....then fingers slide over the back of her neck and into the nape of her hair....a little wiggle at the tickling effect as hair and fingers brush here and there~~laying on the bed....picking up the brush...rubbing the bristles over the palm of her hand...then turning it over and running the back over her hand testing the different sensations....running the back of the brush over her thigh....over her ass.....a few experimental slaps of the brush against the flesh of her ass....on her thigh...a few harder slaps of the brush on one ass cheek...then the other....a few slaps on each breast.....over nipples...turning the brush and with the bristles dragging it lightly over the hard sensitive flesh....the sweet sensation of pain and then relief after the brush passes over each nipple....dragging the bristles over her tummy...over her hip...down her thigh....her ass....then up the sweet valley of her ass.....turning the brush and sliding the smooth back over the same flesh...enjoying the sensation of the brush over the flesh brushed earlier~~lightly at first she slaps the back of the brush over her ass....picturing Master slapping her ass with the brush....held over His knee...pinned on His lap....a few harder slaps to feel that sweet burn of pain....brush moving to the sweet crack of her ass and it plays over that valley...slapping it...shifting her hips and enjoying the sweet movement of the brush...the slapping sending sweet sensations over her ass...her sex...shifting and spreading her thighs.....~running the bristles of the brush down the inside of one thigh....then over her mound....lightly playing over the soft hair...down the lips and back up...turning the brush over and slapping the top of her mound...then further down....hips rocking her sex first away from the brush...then rock to seek the brush after it stops...a little grin at the thought of all this...will it please Him...a few harder slaps on her sex....feeling that sweet burn after....then turning the brush and sliding the hard smooth part over enflamed sex~~putting the brush aside for a bit...hands roaming over her flesh....fingers tracing small circles over the inner flesh of her thighs....stopping short of her sex... savouring the feel of the sweet hunger that grows there.....up over her belly....playing across her belly button...then the underside of each breast.....lifting each one...cupping it...then kneading the flesh...fingers brush over the nipples.....pinch them....seeing a hand slapping...teeth biting....the brush descending on the tender flesh.. lifting each breast away from her body by the nipples...tugging on them.. the weigh of them pulling away from her fingers....jiggling them back and forth....thinking of softness...hardness...sweet sensation....hard sensations...tenderness....pain...shivering and dropping breasts and picking up the brush and slapping each a few times.....a relief flooding through her body after the last few slaps...oh how she is His....how each task seems to reinforce this~~rising off the bed getting the rolled up towel and laying back down with it tucked under her ass....feeling the air play over her sex as it is exposed with the gentle tilt of her hips...picking up the bottle and rolling it over the flesh of a thigh....over her belly...over a breast...the cool glass a contrast to heated flesh.....enjoying the sensation...laying the bottle along her slit....picturing it as Masters cock....thrusting hips gently up ...pulling it away and running a finger down between her lips...feeling the dampness there and spreading her lips slowly sliding the bottle between the folds...then spreading her hole and sliding the top of the bottle just barely inside...picturing Masters cock there....then Him watching her with the bottle....~leaning up a bit and sliding the bottle in more...what would He say...what would He do....slowly she pushes the bottle in a bit more and then begins to thrust it in and out...muscles fighting against such an unyielding object then slowly eagerly opening as the bottle moves in and out...feeling that sweet need building with each thrust...closing her thighs a touch and holding the bottle inside her sex....hand sliding up to her clit....swirling around it..... moaning and whimpering as she becomes pure need~~holding her body still....one wrong movement will cause the bottle to slip.....finger swirling....mind roaming over thoughts...words spoken....muscles flex around the bottle....picturing Master flexing....oh all she can feel is the building orgasm....body locked in seeking His orgasm.....one hand grabbing the pillow and raking over the surface of it....body slowly arching....thighs closing more to hold the bottle inside her cunt....and then she falls over that edge....whole body tense.. riding each crash... muscles spasming around the hard unyielding cock buried within it.....with a soft whimper she falls back downward onto the bed and lays there...breath coming fast...finger still buried within her sex...panting softly and after a few minutes she slides the bottle from her sex and runs a hand over sex still aching from the slaps of the brush...rolling onto her side and waiting til the world refocuses once more...softly purring and thinking of Master reading the email and burying her face in the pillow a little grin on her face~Yours