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[Sam'sJasmine]

Nikita, sorry I have been busy and distracted, but I am back.

Kat, loved re-reading that link you posted. I got quite warm when I got to mine and remembered the scene.

LTP, how wonderful for you to have such a good Master.

Damn n blast this fruitless book hunt. I am getting very frustrated with cloaking devices, decoder rings, and tiny little hints of chapters.

The fun part has been trying to get Sam to slip up and give me little clues. The wonderful things that can happen with chocolate sauce, whipped cream and cherries have made it worthwhile. Poor Sam gives me this look when I get that glint in my eye.

He has informed me I am on a tight leash, no fooling around with his body, he has real life duties to take care of. So I will slow down on the book search at tell you a tale of a slightly distracted sub that was learning her true desires.

Losing control...
I had to be encouraged to enjoy pain. I wanted it, got hot reading and thinking about it. The only problem was, in my fantasies, the Master had no concern about how much I was enjoying it, he just got his excitement from it. I had a mind set against wanting something like "that", good girls didn't do that. So Master always started slow and worked his way into it. He would usually stop just before I felt I was at my limit. He always read me well. There was always that point I couldn't get past. The problem was he knew inside this body I could go farther, my brain was holding me back.

One time about a year into our meetings, he started beating my ass with the crop (his favorite) and I was slowly letting that barrier down.

I knew he was really turned on with the idea of me getting hot and begging for more, a pain slut, so I started thinking of the enjoyment he was getting, and my pussy started getting wet. My hips started swaying as I began to stimulate myself by rocking back and forth as the crop struck my ass. I began to move into the swing of the crop and felt my pussy getting wetter and wetter with each stroke. I got to the point where all I felt were the stinging slaps on my ass, the pain residue, and my very wet pussy. He saw this as he continued to whip me. I don't know the sequence, but I went into this space of just being parts, my hot stinging sore ass, my aroused wet, near climactic pussy, and this wonderful Master who was enjoying it. We were all sort of connected by this invisible string into my mind that was totally controlled by my arousal. So I gave into all the things I was feeling, wanting, begging for and needing. I had the most wonderful pain induced orgasm, then curled into my Masters arms, it was so intense! I sometimes still have a hard time getting past that "certain" point, but the first time of letting go will stay in my mind and be remembered as one of our best.

Now if you will excuse me I need to go cool down, wonder if I can entice Master.....mmmmmmm.....