SirRajah2
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My eyes flew open at a quarter to dawn, her sweet lips wrapped around my cock. I threw off my slave, and jumped on my subbie and pumped away at her until the sleep drained from my brain then I carefully looked about to see if the Grim Reaper was still hidden in the shadows where it belonged.
While I was banging away at dawn, and slavette was using the magic wand on herself. The vision of; “Oh! What a Domly life I lead.” danced like a collared slave girl inside my head.
“Now! On to the finer things in life.” I barked loudly and proudly for all to here.
“Hand prints on pink asses… bruises on boobies’… smileys on faces… wet glistening thighs…. and low guttural moans; these are a few of my favorite things. When slavette sucks, when Esme moans, Oh! Wait that’s my favorite song. Dammit.”
“Nothing could be finer than to be your sub’s vagina in the morning. Nothing could be sweeter than to have Esme suck your peter in the morning. Now that one is stuck in my head.”
“Oh it’s going to be a Very ORGASMIC day. Wakey, Wakey to all my fellow Kinksters,” I thought. Then I pulled up the covers above my head and went back to sleep, It’s Saturday I don't have to get up.
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