I love the creativity Master has for play time. He has me lying on the massage table, blindfolded with my wrists bound by ropes under the table and my ankles are bound to high points on the ceiling in his man cave. I didn't even know He had put hard points on the ceiling!

He smacks my girlie bits with the crop, when He does this rapidly, hitting my little button just right, I almost always orgasm, but this time He changes up the speed, slowing down the strikes knowing I was about to ask to finish. I don't like orgasm denial in the moment, but I do love the intensity when I am final...

I love the creativity Master has for play time. He has me lying on the massage table, blindfolded with my wrists bound by ropes under the table and my ankles are bound to high points on the ceiling in his man cave. I didn't even know He had put hard points on the ceiling!

He smacks my girlie bits with the crop, when He does this rapidly, hitting my little button just right, I almost always orgasm, but this time He changes up the speed, slowing down the strikes knowing I was about to ask to finish. I don't like orgasm denial in the moment, but I do love the intensity when I am finally allowed to cum, however long that takes for Him to be satisfied that I'm worthy to finish for Him.

After slapping my girlie bits and making them all tender and needy, Master teases me with the tip of His man goodies before sliding smoothly inside of me.

I am His servant, His play toy, His fuck doll. It fulfills me in ways I cannot explain when He uses me exclusively for His pleasure. However soft, hard or extreme as He wants. I trust Him completely and know that Master always takes really good care of His belongings, I am proud to be one, a belonging.