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So she was seeing someone. I didn't expect her to wait for me, we had only been out a couple times before I left... and I didn't know when I would be back, it would have been unfair of me to make that request. Plus, I had a feeling that she would need the time to enjoy her new-found freedom, making her more ready for me when I returned.

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The smell of autumn was in the air, as the gentle breeze kissed my cheeks. Strolling through the farmer's market on an early Saturday morning, the sun was just starting to emerge. The rays of light dancing around me, I couldn't think of a better place I'd rather be.

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I am new to submissive life - I had no sexual experiences at all until I got to college, and only limited "vanilla" sexual experiences for 30 years after that. Then, in January 2008, I found the Dominant I am proud and happy to serve, as well as the contentment and peace that comes from having an outlet for my submissive self.

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I've had many odd jobs before in my life but this was one of the oddest and best paying. I happened across it in the newspaper ads, "Wanted: twenty something brunette to do light cleaning every weekday afternoon, uniform provided." I called the number and the lady offered me twice what I was making during my regular 9-5 job, slaving over computer files. How hard could a little cleaning be and for so few hours? I was sold!

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She awoke softly, a gentle breeze blowing across her exposed skin. She looked up and smiled as a sparrow hopped along her open window sill. Stretching, she turned her gaze to the clock... 8am... still early. She lay there, basking in the warmth of the sunlight, not quite ready to get up and out of her comfy bed. Her slender hand covered her full pink lips as she yawned softly.

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I remember the feel of the cool wall as it warmed against my naked skin. The wall was so important, my center and my focus. My breasts were pressed hard to the unyielding surface and I could feel you behind me. With my hands at the small of my back, bound at the wrist with the silk belt of my robe, I ached to turn, to move. This is the first thing I recall from my dream, with your fingertips grazing down my bare back.

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I'm standing at the registration desk of the hotel we agreed upon, a small bag in my hand. I didn't pack much, as you requested. I don't think I'll need much else, this weekend, do you? The woman returns with my credit card and hands me a slip of paper. "You have a message, ma'am." I open the paper and read:

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In the early spring moonlight, the back of the river seemed to lift and heave like the body of a snake, flowing over rocks and stumps, braiding its way through copses of saplings on the flooded banks, pooling and forming eddies as it washed around the concrete pilings of the bridges. "What does that remind you of?" I asked her as we drove along. "What does that make you think of?"

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It was a rainy Friday evening and I was in the process of setting up my furniture in my new apartment. I had gone out for half an hour to get a quick dinner. Imagine my surprise when I returned and found a lovely girl sitting on the edge of my unmade bed, her arms tied behind her and her legs bound together at the ankles and knees.

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For a special woman My name is Jackie. I'm in my early thirties and I'm really happy with my home life and my career. I got married a couple of years after college, I live in a nice apartment on the East Coast and these days I am working for a large firm in our IT department.

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