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fortheloveofasub: With your Master’s firm grip on each of your upper arms you feel yourself being guided backward insistently but wordlessly. When the mattress presses against the back of your legs you feel yourself being lowered gently but firmly back onto the bed, your legs lifted and swung onto the cool waiting sheets. No words are exchanged and you remain in your black and silent world behind the blindfold, senses heightened and anticipation boiling. In the dark silence you desperately wish that He would clasp your legs in his strong hands, part them aggressively, and take you right then and there. You have been on the edge of orgasm so many times and for so long, all you can think of, no pray for, is for Him to plunge deeply into your starving sex, driving you over the edge into blissful agony.  But instead there is only silence and waiting. It seems to go on and on for an eternity. Then finally… “You may touch yourself my pet,” you hear from somewhere across the room. “Where is He?” you wonder to yourself as you reach for your still moist and engorged sex. “Why can’t he just climb on top of me and give us both what we are so desperately craving? Why does he always have to play these endless games?” But of course you are not really being entirely honest with yourself either. You love these games. You would not have this any other way if given the choice you think to yourself as you idly massage your swollen lips. “That’s right my pet, keep yourself warmed up and interested,” you hear from across the room. “Interested?” you practically scream silently. “Interested? I’m dying here!” “But just keep yourself at a low boil my little one,” Master continues. “No coming permitted. Just keep yourself entertained for a few minutes while I attend to a few things. I’ll be with you in a flash.” In the deafening silence you feel the power of His presence though you are unsure whether He is even still in the room. You vow silently to do as you have been instructed, but the pleasure is so intense and the need for release so desperate you wonder how long you can simply carry yourself along without more. Much more.
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