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The room was filled with the heat of what seemed like thousand of candles and a sweet yet spicy aroma of burning incense. He was blindfolded, but from what he could tell other then the beating of his heart and his slow even breaths the man was alone. However he couldn't be completely sure.

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It all started with a simple statement. A promise perhaps. They were laying in bed one night during the week after she had just come off of his lap from one of her good girl spankings and rewards she always craved. She looked up at him, a smile across her face and at that moment, he told her that he had something special planned for them this weekend.

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Friday, as you leave to take the kids to school and feed the horse, you direct me to be "ready". Further you said "ready" meant naked, with the 3 point clips attached to the nipples and clit, the new cuffs on the ankles and wrists, a handful of wooden clothes pins, the zipper tape and the blindfold in place. I glared at you, amazed by your directions as you went out the door.

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What a wonderful weekend... a secluded cabin at an exclusive ski-lodge resort and some very good BDSM workshops and seminars. What more could a lady ask for? They pulled slowly into the covered parking in front of the cabin and he hurried around to open her door and carefully hand her out, taking care that her spiked heels didn't slip on the icy concrete. Inside, she handed him her coat and he hurried to put their things away.

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I took the bet certain that I would win. The stakes of the bet – the winner gets sex the way they want it. I knew he wanted it, but I didn't know how he wanted it. I was so sure that I would win. If I won, I'd put on a two headed dildo and fuck him up the ass; all the while taunting him. At the centre of the dildo was a giant ball sack. The harness I wore held the dildo by the ball sack so that half the dildo was up my cunt and the other half stretched forward like a giant erect cock. The way I wanted it was me as the dominant and him my submissive.

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A choice of punishments? It had been 15 years since they had started tightening up the littering laws, and for the last 7 years they had been imposing prison sentences. When my bag of shopping broke, I thought I had picked it all up, but it was just my luck that a policeman found the one cybergrape I had missed.

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In the end, it was easy. A young man, full of the dewy, visceral urges of youth; his lust controlled him... we simply catered to his lust. Gods, he was a beautiful sight - dark hair, streaked with sun, casually flowing down in waves over his shoulders... smoky, soulful mocha eyes that gave away his every emotion, and all the struggles within; including when he finally lost those battles...

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Sometimes, I think he really, truly does understand how to handle me- how to keep our relationship in line the best he can. I've tried to explain the overwhelming need to submit, to be controlled, to be HIS- and he tells me he knows, has always known, what makes me tick. This makes me question why he doesn't employ it more often, take the authority that I am happy to hand him, but too often, we are at odds instead. Nearly every time I have finally given up on his dominant side, he turns around and shocks hell out of me again...

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I have been home from work barely five minutes when there's a knock at my door. I open it and smile at the tall, skinny man standing outside my door. "Natalie." He leans forward and kisses both of my cheeks, his hand caressing the back of my neck. "Come in," I step back and give him room. "Where are we heading tonight Sammy?" I ask, returning his kisses.

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Once there was a small valley, nestled deep within the craggy mountains, and within it was a small village of farmers. For years they and their fields had received water bountifully from a large spring that gushed from beneath a granite outcrop. For three years now, however, the flow lessened and lessened until there was barely enough to sustain their lives.

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