I did as my Master instructed me to do. I always did for I knew the punishment for disobeying him would be most severe... either using ropes to tie me spread eagle on the bed while he used his whip on me, or torturing me through exquisite pleasures to the point that I could take no more. Bringing me just to the point of orgasm and then denying that orgasm, making me wait. So for him, I do as I am told....

Dear Master,

As I lay on the bed with the aroma of candles surrounding me, I am thinking of you, of how you make me feel each time we talk, of the conversations we have had, how you make me cum and cum! Just thinking about this makes me so wet, so hot, and I have to have release. I get so worked up and excited with anticipation of actually feeling you. Do you know this? How you make me ache? How you make me feel so wanton inside? Yes, I am blushing from head to toe... yet I am so excited that it does not matter that I blush.

I have put on some soft music... so ent...

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