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    Diary of a Slave (Part 6)

    “You’ll be wearing this for me tonight. And you’ll thank me.”

    “Yes, thank you, Mistress,” you breathed instinctively, pushing your chest up as naturally as you always did when you were getting really excited. Oh, you would be good for me. That much was certain.

    As soon as you had the gag between your lips, you closed your eyes and settled in that beautiful way that you do when you give yourself over, in every sense. I know that one’s jaw can get awfully sore awfully fast with a gag like that, so I made quick work of flipping you onto your stomach, and tying your hands there behind your back. Your heavy breathing with anticipation was getting me off, but I didn’t say a word until I moved away and laid down invitingly.

    “Come watch me …” I whispered, moving my hands between my legs to try and please the throbbing there. “Wishing you could do this … I know you are … Watching … Uhhh … but you can’t … do a thing … to please me …”

    I grabbed for my slender dildo, and picked my head up so you could watch me suck on it and lick it. I know how much it gets you off to do that for me, and watching me do it … well. It’s a rare occurrence, isn’t it, my pet? Let’s just say I could tell you enjoyed it.

    The whimpering you started with once I started pushing the toy inside of myself must have been audible two streets down. I had to laugh at how adorably humiliating it must have been for you, to be so obvious about your desperation, you naughty, naughty girl.

    “Oh, poor baby,” I moaned, pressing the toy in as deep as it would go, hissing at the pleasure I felt. The pleasure I was giving myself …

    “Mmm! …” You groaned, trying to keep yourself under control as you watched wide-eyed, squirming to get a better, closer look. You’ve always liked to use toys on me, haven’t you? Perhaps we should play with them more often.

    “I wish I could cum all over your face just like that,” I smirked, squirming all over the place as I very slowly fucked myself. And when you seemed unfazed, I chuckled. “So used to constant humiliation? Mmm … those lips … maybe we’ll have to take that gag off a little early …”

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    1. ugh! a week of holidays and I get behind in my reading! Great update…often the dominant is misunderstood and getting her insight is so important. Thanks, GR! Happy New Year a day late! :)

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