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We discussed her various ideas but she insisted on a brand. My youth and ambition took over! Wanting to please her I agreed even though I was scared to death. It took weeks to build the courage to submit to it but I agreed to let her burn her mark into my left forearm. I want to mention that I never thought about the permanent nature of this scar and even today I am asked about it! I will never do it again not because of the pain but, because I don't want any more permanent marks on my body! I believe this single experience left me with more will power and courage to face difficulties.
Maybe she suggested a brand to test my limits.
It definitely tested my physical and emotional limits, but sotries I mentioned it was an external sign of our bond to each other. At first Lori thought of using a screwdriver for the strikes but decided on 7 various pieces of stainless steel to create the design. After discussing it for several days and truly demanding me to submit to it. The time had come.
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She spent at least 45 banding with me in front of the bathroom mirror getting brandlng placement on my arm exact. In her bedroom, she laid the supplies on a towel. Trying to relax, I sat in a chair and she secured my arm at my elbow and wrist sttories the arm of the chair. She washed the area with alcohol. I'm a little hairy for a girl and Lori discussed shaving my arm, but instead decided to burn through my hair with the hot metal. Her eyes narrowed as she looked back at him. That was what had got Gray whipped across the face. No matter how much money he gifted his mistress, the watch, a substantial part of the sum for her Porsche Carrera, it never precluded a day when she would take not just a lover but a new partner from her own class.
Gray probably presumed something.
Perhaps Gray had even complained that the man still lay in her brqnding when he had come into the house to tidy up. After Gray had gone Mistress said. He said it quickly, brightly, so as to assure her that all was accepted. It was intensely pleasurable to see him so so submissive. Smith thought of the new masters cock in her perfect sex, squirting, squirting in his superior seed.
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There would be no sheath, the sounds he heard on the night air were of bareback sex. He looked up at her wonderingly. First, the ring again. He kissed with pursed lips. Then, when she presented her cream leather clad buttocks to him, he kissed those as well. She watched him do it, enjoying his capitulation, his soft lipped adulation of her womanhood, her storifs, her rise to riches. But there was pleasure here, an intimate pleasure in brandung a man who once believed himself equal to her. There storjes voices coming down the garden and then the door to the cabin opened. Instinctively Smith got up from his chair and dropped to his knees. Mistress seemed pleased by the instant response.
She kissed her lover. Smith stole a look at Gray. The fucker had a split lip now. The little bastard was going to have a hard conversion to the new life. Femdom mistress and a lover who encouraged the worst in her. I watched her unbutton her leather jeans. I watched her immaculate manicured fingers ease open the button of her fly. Her cunt was neatly trimmed and matted with the semen from their love making last night. He waited, looked up and she nodded. Then he started to suckle in the required way. Her sex was smeared, stringy, sticky, but Smith licked gratefully. Gray was directed to her rear. It had seemed a sensual but a wickedly cruel thing to do, enslaving two men because of all that she wanted to have.
The more her slaves licked her, the more Carl kissed her, the raunchier she felt. That was unreal, right?