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RE: she knew today was the start of her physical traini... - 3/31/2007 9:01:52 AM

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ORIGINAL: Kendra

thankyou Sir,,
brought back old memories..
k....

you are very welcome

I noticed something in your profile:
Old Guard (Expert)

Care to embelish a bit?

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RE: she knew today was the start of her physical traini... - 4/1/2007 8:44:49 PM

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ORIGINAL: Passion357

Oh my Lord in Heaven....is he reading *my* mind???
Signed,she who sits in puddle...

Reading of minds and bodies.

you must obtain permission from your owner though.

"Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses."

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RE: she knew today was the start of her physical traini... - 4/6/2007 7:30:25 AM

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Train Pain 02/2004

Induction....Now I want you to start feeling your body craving pain. You want to feel pain in
your nipples, your pussy and your ass. You're going to discover that you enjoy it; that the bite
of a clothespin feels very, very good; that Ben Gay on your clit or your ass burns like crazy but
that you love it; that you love it afterwards. That while a clothespin on your labia may hurt, it
also makes you very, very wet; and a clothespin on your clit while intensely, intensely painful, will
feel almost like an orgasm when it's removed. It will feel so, so good. You enjoy pain. You
enjoy being beaten. You enjoy being flogged. You enjoy the bite of a clothespin or a nipple
clamp. You enjoy it more and more. Every time you listen you will enjoy it a little more than
you did the last time. Just as you enjoy listening to my voice and obeying, so good and
obedient. Just listen and obey and relax, good and obedient, so totally relaxed. Imagine what it
will feel like to have a clothespin put on your body, on one of your nipples. It will hurt, that'll go
straight down to your pussy. It'll make you tingle. It'll make you want more. The pain will
become pleasure. Every time you listen, the pain will become more and more enjoyable until
you can practically orgasm just from pain. You will enjoy it more and more. It will just feel so
good, so good to be beaten, clothespinned, to have Ben Gay or Tiger Balm burning on your
body, to have a clothespin placed on your labia or your clit. The feeling will become infinitely
satisfying for you. Such a good feeling, makes you feel so good, so horny, so wet. You need
the pain. You need the pain more and more. You crave it and desire it. The desire will grow
stronger and stronger. You'll enjoy it more and more. You'll get off on it. It'll feel so good.
You can already feel yourself getting wet, getting so wet at the idea of a clothespin put on your
nipple or your labia or even your clit, or the idea of Ben Gay on your ass or just of somebody
beating you and beating you, over and over again. And the desire will get stronger and stronger
as you listen to this again and again. Every time you listen, you'll need it more and more. You'll
listen more and more until you accept this as simply who and what you are, until you need the
pain all the time, until you crave it, desire it. You will keep listening to this file over and over
again, letting the words sink in deeper and deeper as you are more and more obedient. It'll take
you deeper and more obedient with every listening, so good, so obedient. You enjoy it so very
much. You enjoy being hurt, you enjoy the feeling of clamps and the pain on your body. You
enjoy it so very much. Just as you enjoy listening to my voice and listening to this file and going
deeper and deeper, ever more obedient, ever more relaxed as you listen again and again, as you
let yourself need the pain more and more. You'll need it. It will be a part of you, something you
want all the time, something you want every day, a desire that burns in you. And you will keep
listening until it does truly burn inside of you. Now it is time to wake back up....

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RE: she knew today was the start of her physical traini... - 4/6/2007 7:31:42 AM

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Crave Pain 02/04

Use your favorite induction to prepare for the Crave Pain Program.
Your subject should be in a deep trance before proceeding.
You=re discovering a new desire within yourself; a new craving within yourself and it is getting stronger and stronger.
You are beginning to crave to be beaten, to be beaten with all your Master=s implements of pain.
You love the feeling.
You love the way the pain shoots through you.
It is becoming the most exquisite pleasure you can imagine.
It is the greatest pleasure you can imagine.
It is so much better, stronger than any other pleasure you can receive.
You=re not sure how it happened, but you are becoming addicted to pain.
You are needing it so very, very badly, craving it so very, very badly.
It is becoming second nature to you to beg to be beaten; to beg to be struck with all of your master=s favorite implements.
All of your master=s favorite toys.
You want to be beaten.
You want to be beaten severely, intensely.
You want to be beaten as thoroughly as possible.
This is the kind of beating you want.
The most intensely powerful beating you master will give you.
The beating will echo through your body with every blow and every blow will be of the purist ecstacy for you.

You are coming to crave pleasure.
To crave the pleasure of being beaten.
It is better, better even than cumming.
It is better than orgasm.
It is better than anything else.
You crave the pleasures of the pain so very, very strongly, it is more important than your own personal pleasure.
It is so much more important than your own personal pleasure, you need the pain.
The desire seems to grow in you a little more each day.
It gets stronger and stronger.
It is almost totally irresistible to you.
You need the pain.
You crave the pain.
You desire the pain.
The pain is your world and you need it.
You need it so very, very badly.
You want to beg your master: beg your master to mark you so that you may bear his marks on your flesh.
You want him to remind you constantly of his ownership of you.
To remind you constantly of how helpless you are, of how utterly owned you are and that is what these beatings reflect.
These beatings are going to become more important to you, more intense to you than your own pleasure.

You are going to need them more than your own pleasure.
It is going to get to the point where you would rather be beaten than cum.
You=ll still want to cum.
You=ll still want to cum badly, but if you have to choose between getting a few more licks and getting an orgasm, you=ll discover that you choose to be beaten.
That you need to be beaten.
That you crave it so very, very badly; so very, very strongly.
You love being beaten.
It just simply sends shivers through your body.
It is its own unique ecstacy and you need it and you want it and you desire it and the desire is getting stronger and stronger with every passing day.
You may crave an orgasm, but even better than that is a few more licks with whatever your master chooses top beat you with.
You want those licks.
You crave them.
You need them.
You desire them.
You beg for them.
You beg for them every chance you get.
They are that important to you.
They are that very important to you.
You need to be beaten.

It is your strongest desire.
You love feeling the pain shooting through your body.
Shooting through your body so that you can wear the marks of your master on you.
So that you can be marked by him so they you can be marked by whatever he chooses to beat you with.
You want him to beat you.
You want him to beat you very, very hard.
Every blow sends shudders of ecstacy through your body that is even better, even better than cumming.
You are addicted to being beaten by your master.
You are so addicted that it is going to become more important than your own need to cum, and that need is very, very strong.
That desire is very strong, but more important to you, even more intense to you is your need to be beaten, is your need to feel him beating you, hitting you, leaving his marks upon you.
You crave them so very, very deeply inside of you.
You deserve to be beaten.
You want to be beaten.
You want to be covered with his marks, to feel the stinging blows rain down upon you.
It is a desire you cannot set aside or resist.
It is a desire you cannot deny.
You just simply have to be beaten.
You crave it so much, so very, very badly.
You need it so much, so very, very badly.

You need new marks, new blows.
You need to be covered with blows; covered with welts.
You need to feel every implement of his upon your flesh.
This is what you need more than anything else, even more than orgasm.
You love playing with yourself, but a few good strokes, that is even better.
That is even more important to you.
You are going to set aside your desires for pleasure for your need for pain.
It is a need and it is growing inside of you.
It is getting stronger with every passing day.
You need to be hurt.
You need to be beaten.
You crave it more than orgasm.
It is more intense than orgasm.
It is more satisfying than orgasm.
A good blow sends shudders through your body.
They are not just shudder of pain, but shudders of pleasure as well.
Pain is becoming pleasure for you and it is the most intense pleasure you can feel.
It is becoming the most intense pleasure you can endure.
It is just so very, very wonderful.
You need it so very, very, badly.
You want it so very, very badly.

You can imagine what the blows are going fell like right now.
You can imagine them and you know that you want them.
You know that you want to ask your master for them.
You want to be beaten.
You want to be hurt.
You want to feel these blows more than anything else; to the exclusion of everything else, to the exclusion of your own orgasm.
Your own orgasm is less important than the pain.
The pain is just so very, very intense; so very, very wonderful.
You need it so very badly.
You crave it so very badly.
That is how important it is to you.
That is how much you need it, how much you crave it, how much you desire it.
The idea of being beaten is filling you mind and it is such a good idea, such a pleasant idea that you need it, you want it, you desire it.
The caress of a cane, or any other implement of pain, is so very, very intensely sexual, it is better than anything.
It is even better than the release of orgasm.
That is how very, very much you enjoy it; how very, very much you crave it; how very, very much you desire it.
You will beg your master for more licks.
You will plead with him to give you more, even if it means you do not get to cum.
It is so important to you that you receive his pain, and his marks, you just simply must have them.

You just simply cannot resist them.
You have to beg for them.
You have to plead for them.
You have to crave them, to desire them, to get them any way that you can.
You need to feel your pain.
You need to beg for it from your master.
It fulfills you in ways that even an orgasm cannot.
You want to bear his marks proudly, willingly.
You want them cris-crossing your body.
You want them because it is a sign of how he feels for you.
It is a sign that you are a very good slave.
You=re very obedient and therefore you give these marks to him.
You beg for these marks even over your own orgasm.
That is how very much you want them.
It is just the most intense feeling you can imagine.
The most intense, powerful feeling to be beaten by your master using whatever method he should choose.
You need it.
You want it.
You desire it.
You crave it.

You will come back for it again and again.
The pleasure will get stronger and stronger and stronger as you listen to these words over and over and over.
As it ingrains these ideas into your mind, you will accept them as the truth.
You will seek out the pain.
You will seek out the pain because it gives you more pleasure than anything else.
That is simply the way it is and the way it is going to be for you from now on.
And now, now it is time to wake back up.
You will awaken, on the count of five, refreshed and awake and ready for your pain.
One: waking up
Two: more and more awake.
Three: closer and closer.
Four: almost there.
Five: refreshed and awake and I hope you enjoyed.

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RE: she knew today was the start of her physical traini... - 4/6/2007 7:36:22 AM

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I will bind your wrists and your ankles to the your bedposts with leather restraints.

As you lie naked and exposed you know that any struggle is futile.

Submitting to My every indulgence and whim you are forced to endure My tongue...My teeth..My slap...My pain...while I whisper to you that you are My cherished plaything and a very good girl for accepting My pain and pleasures...

you will beg to be taken to the edge... but tremble with fear.

I will take you beyond the edge.. beyond the boundaries... and you shall finally find the freedom you desperately seek....and I will keep you safe in these unknown places....and in return you will serve Me pet...

your body meets the ropes...and when you sink into them...serpent-like...your movements betray your real love for bondage....perhaps next time if you were tied to a chair....and your dress is cut off...your body is lifted with a rope drawn upward between your slutpuppy cunt....your precious labia....

your sensuous reaction to your bondage is obvious slutpuppy...you thrust against the ropes I have placed...your labia wet...swelling...bulging on either side of the nice soft cord.....your slutpuppy labia reddened and waiting for My use.

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RE: she knew today was the start of her physical traini... - 4/6/2007 7:44:16 AM

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Greetings SirDiscipliner69,
Well i must say even after only an hours sleep last night i am wide awake and wishing upon wish that it was time to pick Master up from work now...ii have the feeling it is going to be a verryyyyy long day.

live well and have fun doing it,

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RE: she knew today was the start of her physical traini... - 4/6/2007 7:47:58 AM

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Must have the ability to surrender power and personal ego

Must be willing to offer up their body as a human canvas.

willing to keep, maintain, or correct their body to match My desires

Qui bene amat bene castigat - he who loves well chastises well

He couldn't believe it.   Lisa'd called and said it was urgent - that he must come over right away.    Then, before he'd stepped completely into the house lisa was on her knees in front of him begging. Begging him as her Daddy to treat her roughly.   To speak harshly to her, and call her nasty names. Lisa begged to suck his big daddy Cock and have his heavy daddy hands manhandle her.

As he listened to all this and watched her writhing in front of him, his Cock got hard instantly and pulsed hotly in his jeans. He was immediately in role. With hands on hips he glared at her as lisa slipped one hand into her pants and played with herself, undulating and begging the whole time. Lisa was mewling about needing to be spanked over Daddy's lap like a bad girl, that lisa deserved a good, long spanking - that lisa needed to be beaten with his belt, caned, made to suck his big daddy Cock.

When he looked into her eyes there was no sign of the usual woman he knew. Most times it took quite a struggle, verbally, mentally, and sometimes physically to get even half way to this point. He'd never seen her like this…lisa was completely lost in lust…the animal had taken over. Now lisa had wrapped her arms around his legs and was alternately kissing his shoes and begging to be beaten.    Grabbing a handful of hair he pulled her up to look him in the eye as he bent over. "So, you've been a bad girl, have you? You need Daddy to administer punishment to your bad girl's body so that you'll learn how to behave?" he growled. "Yes." Lisa gulped "Yes, WHAT young lady!?" he demanded.

"Yes, sir Daddy, I'm sorry…so sorry." Lisa whimpered. "Very well then. We shall begin right here and now." He said, and with that he unbuckled his belt and slowly withdrew it from the loops of his jeans. Lisa watched as if mesmerized and shuddered every time it went through another loop, knowing that lisa was closer and closer to being beaten with it. Lisa watched as he doubled it in his hand and raised it. "Get upstairs this minute!" he commanded. Lisa scrambled to her feet but not quickly enough to avoid a swing of the belt. It caught her mid-thigh as lisa raced up the stairs with him in hot pursuit. A gasp came from her, but lisa continued up the second flight to her room. He was behind, "encouraging" her swift movements with his belt and his words. For her part, lisa was repeating over and over again how sorry lisa was.

Lisa was cowering in the corner near the bed. He sat on the end of the bed and commanded her to come to him. Lisa fearfully approached him, but he grabbed her arm and roughly drew her right next to him. "When I tell you to do something, you do it and I mean NOW!" he said and emphasized the point with a strike across her ass. "Yyess, Daddy" lisa shivered, her eyes big as saucers. "Pull down your pants and panties and place yourself across my lap so that I may begin your punishment." "Yes, Daddy" lisa said as lisa complied. When her pants and panties her around her ankles lisa placed herself across his lap. He adjusted her then said, "To show proper respect for your Daddy and disciplinarian kiss my hand, my belt, and this cane to show your submission to my authority." "Yyyes, sir" lisa replied and did as he bid her, kissing his hand lingeringly, his belt, and then (hesitating slightly) the cane. Lisa was very afraid of the cane, but that is exactly why lisa begged him to use it - lisa needed some fear to charge her.

"You have been disobedient, and will now pay the full price. I will beat you until I feel you fully understand how bad you've been, young lady." As he finilisad speaking his hand descended on her ass cheek with a resounding smack. Lisa yelped, even though lisa knew it was coming. The first smack was followed by so many that lisa lost count. Lisa was squirming and panting by the time he finally finilisad the first part of her punishment, and her ass cheeks felt like they were on fire. During her spanking, he kept up a verbal tirade, listing her shortcomings and errors. He wasn't even winded. Spanking her ass always charged him up, and seeing her so deeply in role caused him to match her level.

"Get on your knees and thank your Daddy for this spanking, young lady." "Yess ssirrr." lisa quavered, and her bottom lip shook slightly. Lisa slid from his lap to her knees on the floor in front of him. "Well?" he demanded. "T thank y you for spanking me, Daddy. I've been bad, so I deserved it." "And?" he coaxed. "And…" lisa said. He suddenly grabbed her head and was mere inches from her face with his own. "And WHAT, my girl?" he demanded louder. "And I deserve more." Lisa said. "More in what way, daughter?" "I…I deserve a beating with your Daddy belt." Lisa finally replied. "Ahhhh, yes. That's more like it. Yes, you do deserve a beating with my Daddy belt, and that's just what you shall have. Place yourself again over my lap, and prepare yourself for a severe beating this time. It seems you never learn your lessons." Lisa tried pleading with him with her eyes because lisa knew lisa dare not beg him not to. "MOVE!" he growled, and lisa jumped and got back into position over his lap.

He made her kiss the belt again just to prolong the suspense and then dragged it up and down her back (which was now bare, as he'd had her get undressed from the waist up so that her nipples her accessible to his tweeking). He had made her leave her pants and panties around her ankles. He knew that that caused her additional humiliation…just like when lisa was a child. The first strike of the belt was awful, but it just got worse from there. Sir Ross beat her with a tireless force. No amount of pleading and begging was having the slightest effect. Sir Ross would also pinch her nipples from time to time, which hurt her terribly. Besides the pain and heat building in her ass and nipples, his angry words were always ringing in her ears. "What must I do to get through to you, young lady? You are forever over Daddy's lap these days, or under his arm getting your ass spanked. I even had to take you around the side of a building two weeks ago to blister your behind with my daddy belt for your impertinence in public. I will not stand for such behavior from my daughter. When will you learn to obey me, and the rules I set forth? Why must you be so head-strong and willful?" And on and on. The beating with his belt lasted a long time.

Sir Ross dumped her abruptly on the floor and unzipped his pants. His big Cock jutted out from his crotch. Lisa watched, rubbing her very red ass and aching nipples as Sir Ross stroked it in front of her. "You know what's expected of you…suck Daddy's Cock, young lady, and do it now." "Yes sir", lisa whispered and obediently licked her lips in anticipation. As lisa licked and then engulfed his Cock in her hot mouth, Sir Ross picked up the belt and began strapping her back and ass again.   "This should encourage you, my girl. Having Daddy's big Cock down your throat and his belt on your ass should impress on you the error of your ways. Lisa'd try to cover her now dark red cheeks, but Sir Ross just held them out of the way and continued. Finally, Sir Ross decided it was enough and pulled out of her mouth. "You like sucking this Cock don't you, my girl?" Lisa made the mistake of nodding in answer. "I asked you a question, daughter and I expect a verbal answer!" "I'm sorry Daddy… Yes, sir I like sucking your big Daddy Cock." "That's better." Sir Ross said.

"Now it's time for your caning. But first I need to see how all this has effected your nasty little girl cunt. Bend over the end of the bed, face down." Sir Ross got up so that lisa could lay where he'd been. When lisa was in position, Sir Ross noticed that her legs were closed. Smacking her thighs several times with his hands Sir Ross warned her to open to his inspection. Lisa opened her legs immediately and Sir Ross could see as well as smell her heat. Lisa was literally dripping with excitement. The wetness was smeared on her inner thighs. "Look at all of this wetness, daughter. What could this possibly be from?" Using two fingers Sir Ross entered her pussy with no trouble at all. Lisa moaned and Sir Ross laughed but it wasn't a nice sound. "You are such a little slut. One touch and you're moaning already." Sir Ross said menacingly. Lisa knew that tone. "Don't move your position." Sir Ross said and then left the room momentarily. When Sir Ross returned he said, "Now we shall see what you like and what you don't." With that, lisa felt pressure against both her pussy lips and her anus.   The double dildo had been well-lubed to penetrate her asshole and it was very slender, as lisa was very small there. The dildo in her cunt was big and needed no lube. Sir Ross fucked her with the dildo while lisa tried to hold still and not moan. Her ass was burning; her nipples ached terribly. Her ass-hole was being reamed and her pussy was being fucked…but it wasn't a real Cock. Lisa only loved being fucked by a living, throbbing, boiling hot Cock. Finally lisa couldn't take any more and lisa made the mistake of pleading with him. Sir Ross immediately withdrew the double dildo, grabbed her by the hair and stood her up to face him. "You think you know what's best? You think I need to hear your input? I am your Daddy! I make the decisions - NOT YOU!

Sir Ross roughly bent her over the bed again, commanding her to stay still. Sir Ross attached her ankles to the cuffs and the bed frame, but left her upper body and arms free. "You will have to keep yourself in position during your caning. If you cannot manage that, we'll have to devise a different means of getting through to you." Sir Ross picked up the very thin cane and brought it to her lips. Lisa kissed it. Touching her ass cheeks at the place Sir Ross was going to strike put the deepest fear in her lisa'd ever known. "Please Daddy, please don't cane me. I've changed my mind. I'll be so good, I promise!" lisa begged, but it was much too late. Thwack! The cane whistled in the air and landed on its intended target. Lisa arched and screamed. Tears sprang from her eyes. Thwack! The cane landed again. Over and over the routine was repeated. The cane landed, lisa arched and screamed. Within 3 strokes, her entire face was wet with tears and lisa was earnestly begging for his mercy. He had no need to lecture during this. The sound of the cane and her screams filled the room. On the last stroke, lisa ripped the bed lisaets in her extremity. Sir Ross stopped when he saw lisa was becoming hysterical. Sir Ross let her crying subside only long enough to ensure that lisa was breathing normally, albeit deeply to try and deal with the terrible pain. His own aching need was almost to the explosion point. Watching her take the most prolonged spanking, beating and then a caning - at her own request - was just too much. Sir Ross ripped down his jeans and thrust all the way into her soaking hot cunt. His abdomen was against her burning red ass, which inflamed him further. Before lisa knew what had happened, Sir Ross grabbed both hips and began to fuck her hard. From someplace deep inside lisa found the strength to arch her back and meet his brutal thrusts.

The fucking was rough, deep, and thorough. When Sir Ross could hold back no longer, Sir Ross withdrew from her dripping cunt, went to her face and jammed his entire 8 inches down her throat. The climax He experienced was unlike any Sir Ross'd ever had. Her submission to him was the icing on the cake. His release was long and loud, tearing up his throat in the process. Lisa swallowed every drop of his considerable load.

That was a session they'd remember for the rest of their lives.

..............It's all in how it's perceived..............
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We are measured not by what we are.
But by the perceptions of what we seem to be.
Not by what we say. But, how we are heard.
And not by what we do, But how we appear to do it.

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RE: she knew today was the start of her physical traini... - 4/6/2007 7:51:27 AM

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RE: she knew today was the start of her physical traini... - 4/6/2007 7:52:34 AM

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12/13/1999

Pet was pouting as she hung up the phone. Sir Ross didn’t have time for her today and she was especially lonely for him. She supposed that she’d just have to make her own fun.

On her way to the gym and spa her mind began to replay the past…

Pet was an appropriate name for her, it was short for petulant.

Theirs was an unusual relationship in the D/s world. Sir Ross encouraged the expansion of her mind and talents. judicious Many Dom’s had tried to tame her only to lose her. To try to break her spirit was the highest insult. Sir Ross understood that her air was not one of capriciousness. She was quite serious and quite bright. She expected certain things from her sir and expected to give certain things in return. She respected and loved him because he understood this and because of his creativity within the d/s arena.

He loved, respected, and enjoyed her individuality and wild-child spirit. Because she trusted him, he held the power over her that none else could command. He could turn her to stone with a glance, or turn her bones to jelly with a word – and that was without even touching her. When he touched her it was even more amazing. Pleasing him was what she strove for…but it wasn’t at the sacrifice of self that some so-called dom’s thought was required.

She loved being Sir Ross’ pet. He was the exact blend of dominance and tenderness that she craved.

They both counted themselves fortunate to have found someone so well suited to compliment their needs.

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RE: she knew today was the start of her physical traini... - 4/6/2007 7:56:51 AM

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“What?! WHAT?!” she shouted in disbelief. “What makes you think I’d do something like that?!” “Many reasons.” Sir Ross stated calmly, seating himself and continuing. “One, because you’re a cock-hungry slut and want any man in a 50 mile radius. Two, you’d love having two men dom you, use you, and take you. Three, and most importantly, because I want you to. “ He sat back, steepleing his fingers. And so it began. Pet was off like a shot the moment he finished his statement. He knew Pet well. she was like a rooster...and cock would do.

It would be a while before she’d run her course of arguments. She’d bluster and brazenly <even belligerently> berate him, but all he had to do to end the tirade was give her a certain look and she’d stop dead in mid-sentence. Chuckling inwardly, Ross imagined her mouth closing with a resounding snap and the fire in her eyes starting in earnest. That’s when she’d begin seething and simmering. That’s when the fun would really begin. Yes, he knew his Pet well.

They were in the bedroom suite of her estate. As she continued her diatribe, she strode around the room looking for something, opening and then slamming drawers to punctuate an especially volatile verbal jab.  Ross watched her surreptitiously, gauging her mood. She was building to a beautiful crescendo. He wasn’t worried that the servants would overhear. He knew they couldn’t. The room had been specially constructed to be soundproof. He had seen to that personally. Finally, as she strode past him, without saying a word he stood, grabbed a handful of hair, and turned her to face him. “Enough!” was all he said. He didn’t have to raise his voice; the tone was unmistakable. He kissed her briskly and then resumed his seat to look through some paperwork. She was left to wander into the bathroom to begin preparations.

As she closed her eyes and sank into a tub full of hot, scented water her mind replayed the last few moments and months.   Though she’d gasped when he abruptly grabbed her hair, it wasn’t from pain. Interestingly, it never hurt – it turned her on. This was just one reason why she was drawn to him. This aura of power Ross manifested in a word, a look, a gesture. Pet sometimes marveled at it all. Though she had lamented and lambasted his suggestion in her speech, she knew in her heart she’d do exactly what he wanted. It wasn’t that she was subverting her will. He’d been right when he said she’d love being taken by two men. Their d/s relationship, in all healthy relationships, was based on the knowledge that he’d never do anything to hurt her. And knowledge brought trust.

His warm lips on hers shook her from her thoughts. She’d been so caught up in her thoughts and memories she’d lost track of time. Now she’d have to hurry and dress. Sir Ross held a large towel for her as she stepped out of the tub. He always did nice things like this. After drying her, he applied oil and lotion her backside from neck to knees. Watching this one might wonder who was the Dom and who the sub – but this was part of the care-taking. He was ensuring that she was well, happy, and properly taken care of - that way he’d be well, happy, and properly taken care of. It wasn’t that she was chattel – far from it. He loved and respected her spirit and joi de vive. She respected him and loved him for being able to “tame” her when no one else could.

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RE: she knew today was the start of her physical traini... - 4/6/2007 7:59:09 AM

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She writhed sensuously before him, panting and moaning in an effort to deal with the pain and pleasure she was feeling. Her back, ass, and thighs were red and hot to the touch where Ross been applying his talented hand, belt, and finally the flogger. This set him aflame – watching her slow submission. Having her agree to the hood, which frightened and repulsed her. Knowing she was doing it for his pleasure alone. The gifts of her will and her body combined to a potent elixir. It made him high like no drug or alcohol ever could. It made him hard – the harder she took the flogger – the harder his cock surged. And her movements; he’d never seen a woman more graceful beneath his lash. She swayed, undulated, and almost danced under his carefully crafted touch.

Their chemistry was immediate and hadn’t waned in the years they’d known each other. No matter what scene and role they chose – they were both always ready and up to the challenge.

Ross traveled around the table she was secured to squeezing, patting, caressing, and commending her on her tolerance and comportment. It seemed she was in a very submission mindset this evening – a rare event.

He bent forward and grabbed the back of the hood as if it were her hair, and kissed her passionately. It left her breathless. After releasing her Ross ran his hand from her neck slowly down her back and then to her ass. Sliding two fingers between her outstretched legs to check for the wetness he knew would be there. He was not disappointed. She was soaked and there was moisture on the table beneath her. She moaned as he entered her and begged him to finger-fuck her. Without warning he gave her three stinging swats on her already very red ass. “I decide when you are to be fucked, Pet! Do NOT forget that.”

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Ross knew she needed to cum. If kept in this state of high arousal without release shortly she’d dissolve into tears as a different kind of release. She’d have to relax a bit and he knew hot to control that too. Going to the cupboard close by he took out a light blanket. He covered her and stroked her cheek through the hood and had her sip water through a straw. “You’re so beautiful, Pet and you’ve done so well tonight. I am very pleased.” She kissed his hand in appreciation …

She kissed Ross' hand in appreciation - and then bit it. She received an especially severe barrage of slaps for her audacity and a verbal harangue as well. During his lecture he moved about arranging the table into an inverted “V” so that her ass was jutting into the air. “I thought you could behave, but you now disappoint me with you choice to show impudence. First you will receive punishment not discipline. Since the bite was not severe, neither will your punishment be – but make no mistake…you will not enjoy it.” So saying Ross spanked her ass and thigh with his hand until she was crying very real tears and breathless from the pain.

Her cries were music and he could no longer wait for the ultimate prize. He quickly renewed the lube in her ass and spread it liberally over his swollen, throbbing cock. “you were doing so well, and now you show defiance. I must be severe with you. You’ll regret it, my girl, you will indeed.” With that Ross pressed his cockhead against her tight asshole. He leaned forward, grabbed the hood and made her arch her back.

“Take my cock, bitch!” He commanded. Still crying, she concentrated on relaxing enough to allow his fat meat to slide into her depths. Her insides were raging hot. He didn’t know if he could hold off on cumming long enough to punish her further. When Ross' cock was buried he began to slow fuck her. After some strokes, she relaxed still further, he quickened his pace and she moaned. He could see her hands flexing and relaxing, and hear her breathing match his pace. Yes, he thought, the little bitch always protests against him taking her ass…but when he finally gets inside it turns her into an animal. No sooner had he thought it then a growl/moan came from deep within her and she started fucking him back.

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As usual/as was his way, the email message was short and very much to the point.

It commanded her to be at his hideaway cottage in the woods two days hence, at a particular time.

Ross even stated what clothes she was to wear and that she was to be prepared to serve both he and guest, but it didn’t mention whether the guest would be male or female.

Actually, it didn’t make a difference. If it was a woman, Sir Ross certainly knew of Pet’s proclivities in that area.

Though experienced in d/ Pet had never bottomed to a woman before.

However, she was comfortable and confident in her relationship Sir Ross.

She knew that she was special to him and would always be accorded the respected position of 1st sub.

If it turned out that the guest was a man, Pet would be happy as well.

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RE: she knew today was the start of her physical traini... - 4/11/2007 5:49:59 AM

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Three words for you: Literotica dot com

I do not care to post there as I prefer to spend most of My time here when in this state of mind...

It is not the only thing I do so I do have a life and do not sit in front of the computer just fr BDSM purposes.

Work and pleasure seem to focus on the wellfare of the computer.

To convey to others thoughts, scenereos, mindsets, concepts, verbage that might get them thinking in a different frame or direct of mind is worth it.

Where many do not respond or post publically they do privately both in messages, phone and emails and I do thank you for your encouraging words of appriciation and support.

I have been behind abit on responding as I did come down with the stomach bug that is going around

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Greetings Master SirDiscipliner69,
i for one am glad you post here instead of there, only i have to learn to read your threads AFTER Master is home from work and not after He has left for work. Of course it will give me something to think and smile about while i am at work...of course i will now have to be extra careful while using all those sharp knives at work...no knife play without Master..lol
May You be served well today,
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What the hell is wrong with this guy?

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RE: she knew today was the start of her physical traini... - 4/11/2007 10:49:24 AM

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Her cries were music and he could no longer wait for the ultimate prize. He quickly renewed the lube in her ass and spread it liberally over his swollen, throbbing cock. “you were doing so well, and now you show defiance. I must be severe with you. You’ll regret it, my girl, you will indeed.” With that Ross pressed his cockhead against her tight asshole. He leaned forward, grabbed the hood and made her arch her back.

“Take my cock, bitch!” He commanded. Still crying, she concentrated on relaxing enough to allow his fat meat to slide into her depths. Her insides were raging hot. He didn’t know if he could hold off on cumming long enough to punish her further. When Ross' cock was buried he began to slow fuck her. After some strokes, she relaxed still further, he quickened his pace and she moaned. He could see her hands flexing and relaxing, and hear her breathing match his pace. Yes, he thought, the little bitch always protests against him taking her ass…but when he finally gets inside it turns her into an animal. No sooner had he thought it then a growl/moan came from deep within her and she started fucking him back.

kudos that is very skilled writing...rarely seen in porn!

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RE: she knew today was the start of her physical traini... - 4/11/2007 4:49:41 PM

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Greetings Master SirDiscipliner69,

Greetings..though I only consider Myself as a Dominant..not a Master...I have no self bestowed titles...I have however been called Master many times...it is something that is earned.

i for one am glad you post here instead of there, only i have to learn to read your threads AFTER Master is home from work and not after He has left for work. Of course it will give me something to think and smile about while i am at work...of course i will now have to be extra careful while using all those sharp knives at work...no knife play without Master..lol
May You be served well today,
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Thank you..I do have some things on sharp pointy things that might make it to the the postings here.

Thank you.

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What the hell is wrong with this guy?

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RE: she knew today was the start of her physical traini... - 4/11/2007 4:52:48 PM

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Her cries were music and he could no longer wait for the ultimate prize. He quickly renewed the lube in her ass and spread it liberally over his swollen, throbbing cock. “you were doing so well, and now you show defiance. I must be severe with you. You’ll regret it, my girl, you will indeed.” With that Ross pressed his cockhead against her tight asshole. He leaned forward, grabbed the hood and made her arch her back.

“Take my cock, bitch!” He commanded. Still crying, she concentrated on relaxing enough to allow his fat meat to slide into her depths. Her insides were raging hot. He didn’t know if he could hold off on cumming long enough to punish her further. When Ross' cock was buried he began to slow fuck her. After some strokes, she relaxed still further, he quickened his pace and she moaned. He could see her hands flexing and relaxing, and hear her breathing match his pace. Yes, he thought, the little bitch always protests against him taking her ass…but when he finally gets inside it turns her into an animal. No sooner had he thought it then a growl/moan came from deep within her and she started fucking him back.

kudos that is very skilled writing...rarely seen in porn!

Thank you.

It is rather just a synopsis of what has transpired over the years in many different forms.

Glad you enjoyed it.

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