MadameDahlia
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Joined: 8/11/2004
From: SoCal aka Hell
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Since someone has already posted the application for becoming a cyber-dom I figured I'd show the lucky winners the fun they can look forward to. For your amusement...
CyberMaster: Hello, sub_lime. What do you look like?
sub_lime: I am wearing a red silk blouse, a miniskirt and high heels. I work out every day, I'm toned and perfect. My measurements are 36-24-36. What do you look like?
CyberMaster: I'm 6'3" and about 250 pounds. I wear glasses and I have on a pair of blue sweat pants I just bought from Walmart. I'm also wearing a T-shirt with a few spots of barbecue sauce on it from dinner...it smells funny. Ohh and I have one of those stick things. A crop, I think.
sub_lime: I'm feeling very submissive. I want you. Would you like to screw me?
CyberMaster: OK
sub_lime: We're in my bedroom. There's soft music playing on the stereo and candles on my dresser and night table. I'm looking up into your eyes, smiling. I get on my knees for you. My hand works its way down to your crotch and begins to fondle your huge, swelling bulge.
CyberMaster: I'm gulping, I'm beginning to sweat. I dropped my stick er..crop.
sub_lime: I'm pulling up your shirt and kissing your chest.
CyberMaster: Now I'm unbuttoning your blouse. My hands are trembling.
sub_lime: I'm moaning softly.
CyberMaster: I'm taking hold of your blouse and sliding it off slowly.
sub_lime: I'm throwing my head back in pleasure. The cool silk slides off my warm skin. I'm rubbing your bulge faster, pulling and rubbing.
CyberMaster: My hand suddenly jerks spastically and accidentally rips a hole in your blouse. I'm sorry. I'm looking for that stick thing.
sub_lime: That's OK, it wasn't really too expensive. And your "crop" is right here.
CyberMaster: I'll pay for it. I'm taking back my crop stick.
sub_lime: Don't worry about it. I'm wearing a lacy black bra. My soft breasts are rising and falling, as I breathe harder and harder.
CyberMaster: I'm fumbling with the clasp on your bra. I think it's stuck. Do you have any scissors?
sub_lime: I take your hand and kiss it softly. I'm reaching back, undoing the clasp. The bra slides off my body. The air caresses my breast. My nipples are erect for you.
CyberMaster: How did you do that? I'm picking up the bra and inspecting the clasp. I dropped that thing again.
sub_lime: I'm arching my back. Oh baby. I just want to feel your tongue all over me.
CyberMaster: I'm dropping the bra. Now I'm licking your, you know, breasts. They're neat! I should have brought some handcuffs.
sub_lime: I'm running my fingers through your hair. Now I'm nibbling your ear.
CyberMaster: I suddenly sneeze. Your breasts are covered with spit and phlegm.
sub_lime: What?
CyberMaster: I'm so sorry; Really.
sub_lime: I'm wiping your phlegm off my breasts with the remains of my blouse.
CyberMaster: I'm taking the sopping wet blouse from you. I drop it with a plop. I look down. I found my crop.
sub_lime: OK. I'm pulling your sweat pants down and rubbing your hard tool. Are you sure you are really a dom?
CyberMaster: I'm screaming like a woman. Your hands are cold! Yeeee! I think so. Look at my nickname.
sub_lime: I'm pulling up my miniskirt. Take off my panties.
CyberMaster: I'm pulling off your panties. My tongue is going all over, in and out nibbling on you...umm... wait a minute.
sub_lime: What's the matter?
CyberMaster: I've got a pubic hair caught in my throat. I'm choking.
sub_lime: Are you OK?
CyberMaster: I'm having a coughing fit. I'm turning all red. I lost my crop again.
sub_lime: Can I help?
CyberMaster: I'm running to the kitchen, choking wildly. I'm fumbling through the cabinets, looking for a cup. Where do you keep your cups?
sub_lime: In the cabinet to the right of the sink.
CyberMaster: I'm drinking a cup of water. There, that's better.
sub_lime: Come back to me, lover. I'm really feeling submissive.
CyberMaster: I'm washing the cup now.
sub_lime: I'm on the bed arching for you. And I found your crop and the handcuffs.
CyberMaster: I'm drying the cup. Now I'm putting it back in the cabinet. And now I'm walking back to the bedroom. Wait, it's dark, I'm lost. Where's the bedroom? What handcuffs?
sub_lime: Last door on the left at the end of the hall.
CyberMaster: I found it. What handcuffs?
sub_lime: I'm tuggin' off your pants. I'm moaning. I want you so badly. The handcuffs you wished you had...I found them.
CyberMaster: Me too but I didn't bring handcuffs, only a stick.
sub_lime: Your pants are off. I kiss you passionately - our naked bodies pressing against each other. Forget the damned handcuffs then.
CyberMaster: Your face is pushing my glasses into my face. It hurts. I'm hitting you with my crop to get you off me.
sub_lime Sweetheart. Why don't you take off your glasses? Oh, I like that part. Hit me again and use the handcuffs.
CyberMaster: OK, but I can't see very well without them. I place the glasses on the night table next to the handcuffs. So that's where they were.
sub_lime: I'm bending over the bed. Give it to me, baby! Let me feel that crop.
CyberMaster: I have to pee. I'm fumbling my way blindly across the room and toward the bathroom. I tripped over the crop and dropped the handcuffs.
sub_lime: Hurry back, lover.
CyberMaster: I find the bathroom and it's dark. I'm feeling around for the toilet. I lift the lid.
sub_lime: I'm waiting eagerly for your return.
CyberMaster: I'm done going. I'm feeling around for the flush handle, but I can't find it. Uh-oh!
sub_lime: What's the matter now?
CyberMaster: I've realized that I've peed into your laundry hamper. Sorry again. I'm walking back to the bedroom now, blindly feeling my way.
sub_lime: Mmm, yes. Come on.
CyberMaster: Ouch!
sub_lime: Now what?
CyberMaster: I found the crop. My toe is broken.
CyberMaster: OK, now I'm going to put my...you know ...thing...in your...you know...woman's thing.
sub_lime: Yes! Do it, baby! Do it!
CyberMaster: I'm touching your smooth butt. It feels so nice. I kiss your neck. Umm, I'm having a little trouble here.
sub_lime: I'm moving my ass back and forth, moaning. I can't stand it another second! Slide in! Screw me now!
CyberMaster: I'm flaccid.
sub_lime: What?
CyberMaster: I'm limp. I can't sustain an erection.
sub_lime: I'm standing up and turning around; an incredulous look on my face.
CyberMaster: I'm shrugging with a sad look on my face, my wiener's all floppy. I'm going to get my glasses and see what's wrong.
sub_lime: No, never mind. I'm getting dressed. I'm putting on my underwear. Now I'm putting on my wet nasty blouse.
CyberMaster: No wait! Now I'm squinting, trying to find the night table. I'm feeling along the dresser, knocking over cans of hair spray, picture frames and your candles.
sub_lime: I'm buttoning my blouse. Now I'm putting on my shoes.
CyberMaster: I've found my glasses. I'm putting them on. My God! One of your candles fell on the curtain. The curtain is on fire! I'm pointing at it, a shocked look on my face. I'm beating it with my crop.
sub_lime: Go to hell. I'm logging off, you loser!
CyberMaster: Now the carpet is on fire! Oh noooo!
sub_lime: <logged off >
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