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I visited with my Master Daddy Sir last weekend and a week later I am STILL smiling and WONDERING...what got into Daddy?
He used me like he hasn't in quite sometime. Oh how humiliating it is to have one's self exposed, ass in the air and Daddy right behind You using, stretching and working my holes. Humiliating but HOT!
He took me downstairs and led me into the room that we play in often and to my surprise there was a futon bed, made up with a sheet (plastic underneath blush) and several layers of towels (another blush), the red straps he had brought to my house once were fixated onto the bed too. I laid down, Daddy secured my wrists and ankles and proceeded to hurt me in the good way that we both enjoy. I couldn't rub my tender ass, I could twist and turn away, which I might add, he enjoyed immensely.
My favorite toy of the night was Daddy's belt and hands. The Sjambok, it is scary to me and is the only implement that has made me safe word. Maybe it's a mental thing. Who knows, but that Sjambok is a real punishment to me.
After I worshiped his cock, His boots, and he played with me until the tears flowed, we both laid down together on the bed, downstairs and slept together...
My Master, Daddy, Sir can't always give me what I want, but He does try so hard to give me what I need and always on his terms and that makes me a VERY lucky girl. xx
