Title: Sensational Sunday
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Blog Entry: What a fricking glorious Sunday!!!!! Its plus 5 for the second day in a row.A fella could get used to this weather,told Y/ya spring was just around the corner.The only thing missing to complete it is the return of the birds and butterflies.No plants of any kind peeking up through the gardens yet,but its not for lack of wishing.Speaking of flowers guess what?????....Two years ago I had bought one of those mixed easter baskets with differant plants in them from Walmart.It had the most delightfull africian violet but never bloomed again.So imagine My surprise to find all kinds of tiny buds starting ------what a wonderfull way to wake up.I think it is some of the new fertilizer I have been trying or maybe its all the sun coming in the sunroom lately.Anyways soon hopefully the flowering maple wont be the only flowering plant in the sunroom!!!! Kinda busy this weekend cause I have to get a bid ready on the electrical on a new Giant Tiger store going up.Sucks,but pays the bills.Decided to take a break and a quick walk in this spring air^...part Docs orders to releive stress and part the pure joy of it.Just got back and fed the squirrels and the ravens and feeling like life is good....... Bound and gagged with eyes unseeing In slave must trust abound With Master in complete control No greater love is found In that He has within His grasp The life of one less strong To shape and mold to His desires No step should He make wrong To teach and train within this life To push and surpass limits Ever keeping first in mind What B/both have vested in it The slave gives over All control Slave life in Master’s hands What deeper trust or love is found Elsewhere in any land And Master gives His expertise His training skills and care He nurtures always thinking first To free the one lain there He runs His hands in wondrous awe Across exposed soft skin His eyes ablaze with passions spark As B/both feel it begin In silent movements watching still He takes His homemade whip He slips its tongues from head to toe To slave’s mouth for a kiss “Open slut” is His command And dips the tips inside Slave knows the taste inside and out Slave wears its mark with pride The Master’s taught His slave to love The bite of Master’s toy With baited breath slave waits the lash T/they share this mutual joy A sudden whoosh sound fills the air A second ‘fore the touch A practice swing for Him to see Slave tolerates how much Again He brings its tendrils down Upon slave’s naked flesh Each lash a stifled whimper brings Can slave heart pass the test 10 lashes… 20… 30 now A rosy hue ensues Though silent tears slide from slave eyes No mercy will He use When done He puts the whip aside He moves His body near His hands smooth naked flesh with care He murmurs ‘Now come here’ She sidles close as possible In her restricted state His touch a balm to tingling skin His voice it’s calming mate His fingers slowly open wide The petals of His flower They slip inside and graze His clit He revels in His power An in drawn breath the first of signs That His touch still controls An arching back and rising hips A further proof extols A wicked smile plays on His lips As further probing brings A wiggle and the softest moan At His meanderings He moves His body twixt slave thighs His face He presses close Snakes out His tongue to taste His flower Sends slave’ body a jolt His clit is lathed in Master’s juice From Master’s previous touch He parts His lips and tastes the dew That Master loves so much An in drawn breath again is heard As Master takes His treasure He nibbles, licks and probes His cunt Each touch increasing pleasure Slave body writhes sensations reign Master explores His cunt Control complete in His deft hands His mouth pleasures His slut Slave body arches Master feels Slave nearing her release He holds her on the edge a while Continuing to tease Then all at once slave hears His voice Whisper ‘Now girl may cum’ Slave feels the spasms deep begin His words give momentum Hips jerk and roll with each new wave As Master’s tongue entwines Nerve endings strain as release comes His tongue laps up His wine Now slipping up His captured slut He lies His body prone Upon His slave with parted thighs He drives His cock hard home He makes her take His rock hard cock His length all at one time He whispers closely to slave’ ear ‘Now Master takes what’s Mine’ He probes His pussy deft and sure He takes what’s His with flair Touching deep His sacred spot Filling His slut with care He plunges in and out so deep Increasing depth and pace He takes the gag from His slut’s mouth Begins to kiss slut’s face He makes her beg to clean the juice From Master’s flower fair While reaching up between T/them both Pinching His nipples there Slave moans against His face and lips With pleasure mixed with pain Sensations coursing through His slave As close slut comes again So close that she begins to beg Earnestly for release But Master plunges harder still “No slut’ - ignores her pleas She holds on hard to her release Awaiting His desire Amazed that feeling what she does Master can take her higher He changes pace and all at once Master nears release too ‘Cum slut with Master’ issues forth And B/both as O/one renew Spasms begin and Master’s cum Washes His pussy walls T/they share passion’s momentous peak Then B/both together falls Spent languishing in after glow Master removes her ties Then tenderly lain in His arms Gazes into slut eyes He asks His slut ‘Who owns you girl’ Awaiting her reply With softened eyes and tender smile ‘Master does’ girl complies ‘Forever always this girl is Whate’er Master desires Mind, heart, body and soul are His To use as He requires’ Okay...sue Me for taking a absolute innocent joy of an early spring day and injecting some not so innocent thoughts.Chuckles,if Yéyou dont know this perverted mind of Mine by now,Yéyou never will.I leave wishes that everyone is having a super Sunday and counting down the days till the equinox arrives.Blessed be and play safe,Brad
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