He is fucking my mouth, thrusting his cock deep, as i struggle to relax my throat and take him deeper. i think he is almost there - i can tell he is almost there - and he puts his hand on the back of my head, holding me steady while he pumps again - and … Continue reading Disrespect III
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Disrespect II
"How many times," he asks, "Have we had a conversation about you not paying attention, or not focusing, or not being fully present?" Kneeling between his legs, with my ass still stinging from his belt, asshole plugged and a bit uncomfortable, for a second i think he's going to chastise me some more for not … Continue reading Disrespect II
Disrespect
"...sheer disrespect." i barely hear the words, it's the tone that makes me look up from my computer, and then the words register, and i think, "oh, shit. i'm in trouble now." "Have you heard a word I've said?" "i'm sorry, Sir -" "Are you working?" "No, Sir. Not really. Just, um, just reading an … Continue reading Disrespect
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He lets me sit at his feet for a long time, at least it seems like a long time to me. He offers me water, and i drink quite a bit. He lets me go to the bathroom, and come back to settle again. i am feeling pretty content despite the humiliation and punishment i've … Continue reading i imagine (15)
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{If you’re just starting to read now, here’s the beginning of this story. After that beginning, it’s all “i imagine” by the numbers.} By the time Sir Martin leads me back to my room, i am trembling with longing, wanting more of his caresses, wanting to kneel at his feet again, and wanting to be allowed … Continue reading i imagine (14)
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{If you’re just starting to read now, here’s the beginning of this story. After that beginning, it’s all “i imagine” by the numbers.} He leans forward, stokes her hair, kisses the top of her head. i want to die. "I would make you cum," he says - to her - "but your Sir tells me … Continue reading i imagine (13)
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{If you’re just starting to read now, here’s the beginning of this story. After that beginning, it’s all “i imagine” by the numbers.} Sir Martin's cock. i lick delicately around the head, tracing the rim with the tip of my tongue. i lick across the head with the flat of my tongue, looking up at … Continue reading i imagine (12)
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{If you’re just starting to read now, here’s the beginning of this story. After that beginning, it’s all “i imagine” by the numbers.} We don't stop at the first dungeon, where i can hear laughter, and a moan, as we pass by. At the third door on the left, he turns, and i follow. This … Continue reading i imagine (11)
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{If you’re just starting to read now, here’s the beginning of this story. After that beginning, it’s all “i imagine” by the numbers.} As we make our way through the halls to the dining room, i get a little better at managing the walk, and at responding to the direction of his crop. We begin … Continue reading i imagine (10)
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{If you're just starting to read now, here's the beginning of this story. After that beginning, it's all "i imagine" by the numbers.} My room is sparse. i decorated it myself, mostly, and i love it. Like a college dorm room, there are two twin beds, each with its own tiny closet and dresser drawers, … Continue reading i imagine (9)
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