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    Diary of a Slave (Part 5)

    “I wouldn’t hurt you like that, baby . . . don’t worry,” she moaned back, seeing that I wasn’t ready for that! I’m sure!

    “I’m glad you showed me,” I whispered as she gently guided me down onto my back on the couch.

    “You are?”

    “Yeah,” I breathed, looking up at the most magnificent woman … those beautiful eyes, that wonderful smile. She always could relax me. “I would never judge you for the things you enjoy, T . . . I’m just . . .”

    “I know. I shocked you,” she grinned, knowing that she’d make me laugh with the stupid pun. And of course, I did. I ran my hands through her hair and laughed, blessed to have the love of such a woman.

    “Yeah, hilarious,” I whispered back to her, noticing that subtle shift once again, her eyes piercing into me.

    “You’d better watch how you talk to me, or you’ll be in for quite a night,” she promised, letting a little smile slip, letting me see that I’d want to be in for that sort of night. And oh, I did!

    My hands immediately slipped down from her back to squeeze her ass, and she was wearing these cute little shorts . . .

    “And watch what you do,” she said, not moving to stop me, but arching just one of her eyebrows. I knew just how serious she was being, because she wanted all of that power back, but it was like I just couldn’t stop myself. I wanted to feel her, so I let my fingers slip into the back of her shorts, and I started to knead her ass in both my hands. I was even moving to the feel of her, staring up at her. Reading just how much trouble I was getting myself into, and enjoying it.

    And then finally, she stopped moving completely, and froze me with her eyes. “Get those hands out of my shorts before you’re really sorry.”

    She could be so very evil, so I did as she asked, and showed her that I would willingly hand over the power to her just like I always loved to do. Nothing had changed. I needed her. Maybe that’s what I like so much about surrendering so quickly . . . I need her, and I have no shame in showing it. In fact, it excites me.

    Comments

    1. Okay, GR! You are such a tease to introduce the e-stim electric play in the porn video Tina has Bette watch…ugh! Ha! You had my attention and loved the rest of the chapter…but, dang! Such a tease!!!

    2. Just try it Bette! And that way you can say that don’t need pants in order to pack it. GR you continue to rock my world 💗💗💗💗💗😘 thank you!

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