oh yes her tender lips run up and down My shaft her wet tongue wets it as she opens her mouth and engulfs the swollen head
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There were tears upon my leathers,
Tears upon her face
Tears of anger and denial
Of shame and loss and disgrace
The lie in which I had caught her
She knew would cost her dear
She knew what I now had to do
The words even I could not bear to hear.
The collar, worn around her neck
She wore with joy so well
She knew her neck would soon be bare
By my eyes alone, could she tell.
The begging and the pleading
Which I had heard and believed before
Were answered with but my silence
As I gestured towards the door.
I loved her with a passion that
Yet defies my ability to say
This woman who knelt in tears before me
As I took her collar…and turned away.
For of all the laws of the D/s world
Be they carved in steel or written in dust
The one above all that is most enshrined
Is but a simple word…called trust.
For without trust there can be naught else
Love, honor, respect…they have no sway
And as I felt my heart near break in half
I took her collar…and walked away
Tonight, I sat upon a hill side
Where once before we used to play
And looked into the starry sky
And thought back upon the day
And as I sat there in the moonlight
Thinking how like diamonds they do shine
These tears upon my leathers…
These tears…both hers…and mine
times when the slut needs a lil reminder
Ooohhhh, yes, pet’s favorite….. ;)
She had waited for what seemed hours for Him. Always the obedient and respectful slave. She tried hard not to pout. Her body ached to be taken by Him, yet she couldn’t let this feeling subside. She forced her body to go through the motions, presenting herself against the bed naked and vulnerable, waiting, hoping that He would see she needed to be held tonight.
She could feel Him looking down upon her. He slide up between her thighs and the cold leather in His hand touched her leg. She caught herself before she let the sigh slip between her lips. She braced herself against the bed waiting.
She did not feel the hard smack of the leather strap on her flesh, but instead she felt the warmth of her Master’s body and arms engulf her. His lips close to her ear. Trust your Master, He knows what His slave needs.
Before her mind could untangle the meaning of His words the cold leather strap came down onto her back leaving a long rectangular mark and then another falling across her ass cheeks.
She cried out, tears immediately springing to her eyes. Her fingers grasped at the furs that covered the bed. Her body shook from the force of the blows. Each one throbbing from pain. She lost track of how many times He smacked her back and ass. Her body shook from the pain.
It was not until He pushed her up further onto the bed did she realize her cunt was dripping with honey. It always amazed her that even through the pain her Master seemed to evoke this reaction from her. She couldn’t help but let a small smile spread across her face.
He leaned over her and whispered… Master always knows best slave.. always. With her spirits lifted, she whispered back.. yes Master.
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she stood by the railroad tracks that as long been out of use looking down as they curved and disappeared out of view remembering the day the train took him out of her life forever she remembers her last words to him as she waved him off please my darling remember i love you forever no one else will capture this heart i will always keep it for you …..a promise she as kept for the last 50 years she was a 20year old fresh out of college when she spoke those words her whole life was infront of her they were to be married the following spring then the war came she knew he would be the first to enlist she was proud of him how could she not be he was the hero the college jock who caught the winning pass every girl wanted to be her she smiled to herself on the cold autumn morning as she stood there a promise she made to herself each 10th of october she would be here for the last 50 years she as waited for his train to bring him home and each time she walked home alone she looked up into the dark autumn sky and felt a chill in her bones she took one last look down the tracks then turned and begun to walk away at first she thought she heard the sound of a train she turned back and tilted her head to one side as if she could see around the bend she laughed to herself now your hearing things she half closed her eyes was that smoke coming up yes it was and that sound it was a train she was sure of it …it was then she saw it her heart beating louder in her chest yes a train she stood there scared to move incase it was all a dream if only i could see his face once more please if this is a dream don’t wake up now the train got closer and closer her eyes scanning over each carriage that passed her looking for him looking for that smile that she fell in love with all those years ago then the train stopped a door open it was him her feet would not move at first then she felt herself in his arms looking up into his dark eyes he as not changed he was still as young as he was 50years ago he leant down and kissed her tears rolled down her cheeks as their lips touched she felt his strong arms around her she waited so long for this moment she wanted it to last forever finally the kiss was broken as they both begun to walk away following the tracks as they disappeared around the bend his last words to her was i will be back my darling i promise you ……….early the next morning her frail and lifeless body was found laying beside the tracks a warm smile was upon her lips
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