Dawg's Private Dungeon III
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				Title: <strong>Dawg's Private Dungeon III</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dawg</strong> on <strong>15-03-2009, 01:39:15</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">So what is this Dungeon like?<br><br>It's a little dungeon, but a fittingly equipped one. The style of décor is a bit of a Medieval-Victorian blend. Very Neo-Gothic with lots of wrought iron and heavy stonework and dark upholstery. The windows are all blacked out and draped with heavy deep black velvet curtains for both mood and privacy. The walls are plastered to look like masonry and hung with heavy iron sconces which look like torches. The floor is dark stained wood with a deeply colored Oriental rug. In one corner is my throne. It's an oversized cherry wood affair with black brocade cushions. It sits on a low platform flanked by two gigantic wrought iron candle stands with candles burning in them. There is a matching cherry armoire, in the heavy overstated Victorian design. It's been fitted out with hooks and shelves to hold all of my miscellaneous implements of torture and mayhem. Paddles, riding crops, floggers, fur paddles, dog collars, chain whips, nipple clamps, rope, shackles, blindfolds, gags, etc... The collection is expansive and ever-growing, as my partners like to bring me gifts of new toys in hopes that I will make use of them during our sessions. <br><br>There's a large mirror on the front of the armoire facing the bondage chair, which is a wicked little piece of furniture. It has a padded seat and multiple points above, to the sides, and beneath, where shackles and other restraints can be secured. In the bondage chair, I can secure my partner in nearly any position. Especially vulnerable ones with arms straight out to the sides and knees spread wide. They like watching the scenes play out in the mirror of the armoire. I usually let them, unless they are annoying me. And then they get blindfolded and denied a good show. I have a large padded table which has several places to secure restraints as well. The bottom of the table is enclosed with bars, and serves as a makeshift cage for very naughty partners who need a "time out".<br><br>In the other corner is the suspension bars.&nbsp; Wrought iron bars with straps and pulleys along with various amenities that aid in nice little suspension trusses for playtime.&nbsp; There are various tools hanging on the wall such as two types of suspension chairs and various restraints.</span></span><br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Dawg</strong> on <strong>15-03-2009, 04:54:54</strong>
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				I lead you down the stairs and into the hallways that I roam under Elliquiy and after the awhile the sounds of the Hotbox are replaced by your soft footpads and my boots as you here them methodically clicking along.&nbsp; After several turns you decide to give up where you are in this maze of tunnels and hallways, or even thinking about what direction you are headed in.&nbsp; You resign yourself to the fact that you are attached to the leash that I hold so firmly and that I seem to know where I am headed.<br><br>We come to a large oak door which is not square but curved at the top, opening the lock and the door I step inside pulling you in behind me.&nbsp; Leading you into the room you smell the distinct scent of leather, lots of it.&nbsp; You may also notice if you are highly observant that there is lots of rope hanging from various places around the little hole in the wall that you seem to have walked into.<br><br>The flames from the candles flicker against the ceiling and walls making the dim corners seem to crawl, or are they actually crawling, you need a second look to discern that.<br><br>Turning I slide my hand up the cool leather of the leash and you think you hear me sigh at the sensation but you are unsure, but before you can contemplate that, you notice my hand is at the buckle attached to the ring on the front off the collar.&nbsp; About the same time you notice my hand you feel the sudden urge to lean in closer to me.&nbsp; The urge to lean in could be the fact that I am pulling you closer to me, or the fact that you want to be closer, but careful thought will uncover that you are being pulled close to me.<br><br>Titling my head to one side and then the other I examine you, <strong>“Yes, I think you will do, are you ready to please me now?”</strong><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dawg's Private Dungeon III</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>15-03-2009, 05:41:04</strong>
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				At first I'm able to tell which directions where going, a turn here and another there.&nbsp; but the farther we go, the more I lose whatever sense of direction I had.&nbsp; It's all so confusing at first, I want to be able to find my way back if I where to get lost.&nbsp; But as I feel the tension on the leash, I know that where ever I am being led is where I am supposed to go.&nbsp; And the leash wouldn't allow me to get lost.<br><br>The door looms ahead of us, and as I'm pulled into a venerable dungeon.&nbsp; A place where pleasure reins supreme.&nbsp; <br><br><em>More leather</em><br><br>The smell calming my fluttering nerves.&nbsp; I can also see ropes of all lengths hanging from different vantage points around the dungeon.&nbsp; I smile, a not so secret smile that told of how delighted I was with this little niche of heaven I had been led to.&nbsp; I study the room now, fully enthralled, taking a moment to make sure that something was what I thought it was, and not some illusion my mind had made up.<br><br>You make a slight sound, a movement, and my attention is now centered on you, I want to touch you, and run my hands over your skin, the need to do this was so great that it felt like I was being drawn to you by some invisible tether.<br><br>Hearing that I would do for your tastes made me smile, but your question made that smile change to something serious, she didn't want it to seem like this was a small thing she was going into.<br><br>"I am ready.&nbsp; I want to please you in all ways possible.&nbsp; What shall I call you by?"
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				Post by: <strong>Dawg</strong> on <strong>15-03-2009, 06:01:56</strong>
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				You hear the click of the leash being removed and the sound of it hitting the wall as I haphazardly toss it behind you.&nbsp; <strong>“You can call me what you think appropriate, I only hope it please me to hear it come from those lips, for now you don’t need to call me anything while you think about it,”</strong> my fingers trace across your lips.&nbsp; <strong>“I would suggest that if you would like something to where home you remove the cloths, and in such a way to make me happy, or I can remove them for you but there may not be much left to where home except a borrowed sheet.” </strong> <br><br>I turn and walk over to the armoire picking up a bottle of water, turning back toward you and leaning against it I turn around watching your next action with disturbing attention to you while I drink the bottle in one solid drink.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>15-03-2009, 06:22:37</strong>
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				In any regular situation I would have turned to watch the leash hit the wall.&nbsp; But this was not a just any regular situation, this was something entirely different.&nbsp; Keeping my attention fully on you, I take what you say seriously.&nbsp; While I think about a proper name to call you I would not speak.&nbsp; Your finger moving across my lips, gives me a sensuous look, like I was a petal ready to be plucked at any moment.<br><br>Taking your words to heart, I watch you move over to the armoire.&nbsp; Your attention centered on me.&nbsp; It makes me want to please you, to thank you for this attention you have rained on me.&nbsp; Taking a step forward, I start to undue one button at a time, keeping my eyes locked you, my lips full and waiting to be put to use.&nbsp; <br><br>As each button is undone, more skin is revealed until the shirt flutters to the ground.&nbsp; I stand before you in a black bra with pink lace, and I&nbsp; Take another step forward.&nbsp; I tug at the button of my jeans, and unzip them.&nbsp; When they are undone the tops of my lacy black thong is revealed.&nbsp; My lips purse into a pouting grin, and my eyes twinkle mischievously.<br><br>Wiggling out of my jeans I take one and than another step out of jeans.&nbsp; &nbsp;Standing closer to you in nothing by my lacy bra and thong, I wish to be closer to you, but I'm not yet close enough to reach out and touch.
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				Post by: <strong>Dawg</strong> on <strong>15-03-2009, 08:16:29</strong>
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				I watch as you slowly remove your blouse button by button delicately peeling it from your form revealing the beautiful complexion of your skin a tantalizing inch after inch until you let it fall to the ground.&nbsp; I enjoy the sight before me clad in your jeans and a black lace bra that frames yours breast like a picture frame.&nbsp; I would long to reach out and touch them, to feel the pleasure in the spongy squeeze, but such is not what we are here for and I will have time for that later. <br><br>Next your jeans are unbuttoned and zipped before being splayed open revealing a black lace thong that matches your bra.&nbsp; Tantalizing in its revealing of your nether regions leaving just enough to the imagination.<br><br><strong>“Very nice,”</strong> I comment as you stand just a few feet from me, <strong>“Now the bra and panties.”</strong><br>
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				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>15-03-2009, 08:34:51</strong>
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				Smiling I know exactly what I will call you now.&nbsp; It was so deliciously perfect, I don't know why I didn't think of it sooner.&nbsp; Reaching Up I allow my fingers to lightly play at the clasp, when it came undone I hold it in place, not allowing it to fall off and reveal my large breasts to you yet.&nbsp; I look at you and than grin.<br><br>"Yes...Master."<br><br>I allow the bra to fall, exposing myself to your piercing gaze.&nbsp; Looking down I play with the elastic for only a moment, before slipping my index fingers underneath the material. Pulling down, I shed the last piece of clothing that hid my bare body from your gaze.&nbsp; Now the only thing I wore was your collar.&nbsp; The weight pleasant, a reminder of who I served.
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				Post by: <strong>Dawg</strong> on <strong>15-03-2009, 08:42:20</strong>
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				A wicked grin that could pass for happiness crosses my lips as I reach onto the armoire picking up four restraints, or two pair being more exact.&nbsp; Two restraints are for the wrist and two for the ankles.&nbsp; Both sets are black leather like the collar with metal loops on them.<br><br><strong>“Come Closer,”</strong> I command, <strong>“and present me your wrists”<br></strong>
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				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>15-03-2009, 08:48:05</strong>
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				Seeing that grin makes me blush, knowing you are pleased.&nbsp; The sight of the restraints makes me imagine all the naughty things you will do to me and my blush deepens.<br><br>"Yes Master"<br><br>Stepping forward I hold out my arms, wrist side up, hands unclenched and opened palmed.
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				Post by: <strong>Dawg</strong> on <strong>15-03-2009, 08:56:31</strong>
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				I slide the wrist restraints on with great care making sure they are not only secure but comfortable to a point.&nbsp; The smell of leather drifts up to you again and you can see they are both well used and cared for.&nbsp; The inside is a softer leather and the outside seems hardened.&nbsp; I buckle them and pull on them for confirmation taking time to feel the leather myself and run my finger along your forearms.<br><br>I bend down and do the same to your ankles taking the same care and time to caress your calf's feeling your soft skin under my rough hands.<br><br><strong>"Follow me,"</strong> I say after standing and waking across the room to an odd chair.&nbsp; It has a shorted bench and elongated arms. I Unbuckle and unzip my pants pulling out my semi flaccid member and turn to sit in the chair.&nbsp; <strong>"Kneel and give me your wrist"</strong>
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				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>15-03-2009, 09:17:51</strong>
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				After the restraints are attached, I watch your hands on my body and shiver slightly.&nbsp; When you step away and walk across the room I test the new weight on my wrists and than do as I'm told.&nbsp; Walking over to you, I stand and watch you take out your penis and sit.<br><br>Kneeling directly in front of you I present to you my wrist.<br><br>I wondered about the chair, it was a bit odd, but if you had sat on it, than it shouldn't be all that bad.
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				Post by: <strong>Dawg</strong> on <strong>16-03-2009, 00:45:58</strong>
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				As you kneel I reach out and pull your wrist to me almost up to my chest and placing them on my shoulders run my hands down the outside of your arms and onto your shoulder blades then around to the front grasping your breast and squeezing them this way and that.&nbsp; The feel is exquisite as I explore them then end by taking each nipple in my fingers and pinching them hard, holding that pinch for a moment then twisting and letting go, I think to myself we may need some clamps later on an without speaking look at your reaction to tell me if you liked that.&nbsp; While I do this my flaccid member hardens a couple of notches and twitches a couple of time on the underside of your breast.<br><br>Bringing my hands up between your arms I force them off my shoulders and onto the top of the arms on the chair.&nbsp; Sliding the one arm back I adjust your distance from me so your face is above my growing member.&nbsp; Then grabbing a leather strap that you may just now notice has been hanging over the back of the chair I sting it through the two loops in the binding on your wrist and into one of the many binding under the arm.&nbsp; While you are looking at that I do the same at the same distance with the opposite arm.<br><br>Kneeling between my legs with your arms secured to the arms of the chair, I grab your hair and turn your head downwards where you see my member twitching and coming to life, <strong>“Please Me.”</strong>&nbsp; My hands leave your hair and rest on top of your arms on the arms of the chair.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>16-03-2009, 01:20:40</strong>
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				The feel of your warm skin under my hands makes my own blood boil in lust.&nbsp; I'm vulnerable to your touch, to your power.&nbsp; And as your hands explore up my arms and onto my breasts, I shiver in anticipation.&nbsp; I do not have to wait long, as your warm hands fondle me.&nbsp; Sucking in my breath I arch my back at the sharp pain radiating from my nipples.&nbsp; A twist and a whimper escapes my mouth, my nipples where not all that sensitive, but whenever they where pinched or abused, my body would be swamped with an almost overwhelming sensation of heat and weakness.<br><br>I miss the feel of your muscles and flesh beneath my hands, but allow my body to be positioned in whichever way you liked.&nbsp; bound to the chair, so close to that part of you I lust after I can smell the scent that belongs uniquely to you; mix that with having my arms immobilized, lust and the feeling of confinement intensifies inside my body.<br><br>Forced to look down at your twitching cock, I lick my lips and is able to let out a quick,<br><br>"Yes Master,"<br><br>Before leaning down and taking you into my mouth.&nbsp; At first I allow my tongue to play along your tip, tasting and savoring you, until I slip down to your base and lick a trail all the way back up, fallowing the little nerve that runs along the underside of your cock.&nbsp; When I'm back to the tip, I open my mouth wide and take you inside, slipping down your cock slowly.&nbsp; I can feel your length along my tongue, and start to suckle you gently.
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				Post by: <strong>Dawg</strong> on <strong>16-03-2009, 03:42:33</strong>
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				My hands remain on your arms for the moment while your tongue caresses the tip making it jump at you as rivulets of energy bolt from there into my core.&nbsp; From there the feel of your tongue slides down to my base and back up the underside to the tip tracing the nerves there causing me to breath in a deep sigh.&nbsp; <br><br>My hands remain motionless on your arms belaying any of the pleasure you just elicited from my body, but if your head had been looking up you would have seen my own tilt back momentarily as your mouth descend upon the pole.&nbsp; You can feel it begin to form and expand as your lips reach around it. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>16-03-2009, 04:11:23</strong>
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				I can feel it twitch and grow in my mouth like a living thing.&nbsp; Humming in pleasure, I want to move my arms, my hands so I can stroke your pole while I'm pleasuring you.&nbsp; But the bounds holding me keep me from doing that.&nbsp; Taking you into my mouth I go down farther, trying to get you all inside me, but as you grow it becomes harder to do.&nbsp; Suckling you, I can taste a slight bead of precum on my tongue, and moan in pleasure.&nbsp; <br><br>Your taste something heady and metallic to my senses.&nbsp; It takes me a moment to realize that even your cock intimidates me, makes my knees go weak.&nbsp; The pressure of your arms resting on top of mine makes me acutely aware that I want to please you.&nbsp; Sucking you harder, I slide some more of you deep within my throat, tears springing into my eyes, as the strong sensation to gag comes over me.
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				Post by: <strong>Dawg</strong> on <strong>16-03-2009, 04:22:12</strong>
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				My cock continues to grow as you pump your mouth up and down, larger in both length and girth as it begins to stretch on your jaw and creep deeper into your throat.&nbsp; Almost at full hardness you attempt to take all of me in and find it difficult as I hear you gaga a little and I buck my hips up slightly to complete your attempt for you.<br><br>Up until now your hair has fallen down over your shoulders hiding the beauty of your mouth swallowing my cock so for the first time my hands slip off your arms and comb your hair back up and into my fist where I hold it out of the way for my view and follow your actions up and down.<br><br>Your lips gliding up and down my shaft send streams of gratification tumbling up my shaft to my root where for now they diffuse in sensory pleasure.&nbsp; But with each stoke of your mouth the erogenous feeling grows and expands as it begins to crawl up my core causing my breathing to quicken and my heart to pump faster in order to keep up with the blood as it flows to my groin.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>16-03-2009, 04:41:25</strong>
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				I can feel your cock slide down into my throat, and I try to take it.&nbsp; knowing that you can now see as your pole is being fucked by my mouth, I moan, getting wet knowing your eyes where on me. <br><br>Hoping that I was pleasing you, I bob my head up and down, sucking harder, wanting to have all of your creamy white cum in my mouth.&nbsp; I want to taste you so badly, to feel it coat my tongue, and slide down my throat.<br><br>Moaning at the thought, I can start to feel the slight pulse at your base beating faster.
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				Post by: <strong>Dawg</strong> on <strong>16-03-2009, 05:02:38</strong>
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				As your pace increases so does my lust to cum in your mouth, until now I wanted to prolong things but there is so much more to do that I give in to the pleasure you are affording to my cock.&nbsp; You begin to pump up and down my shaft as it fills your mouth and the pleasure zone you created at my root has now spread from my knees all the way to my gut, a deep burning ember as it heats my blood and begins to create a sexual lust.<br><br>My hands tighten their grip on your hair causing slight stings and no longer content to follow your motions they begin to pull you up and down my shaft as your suction feels as though you will pull me from inside out.&nbsp; with the increased frenzy now the ember starts to burn and reached my chest causing my heart to pump faster and my breath to become raspy,
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				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>16-03-2009, 05:15:25</strong>
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				Feeling you jerk at my hair, my mouth fucks you harder and faster.&nbsp; Making little noises, I don't know if they are distress sounds at the rough treatment, or sounds of pleasure.&nbsp; But either way I don't want it to stop.&nbsp; Trying to look up at you, I can only go as high up as you chest and than no farther, resigned I look back down and get back to work.&nbsp; <br><br>Loving the feeling of you in my mouth, I suck in my cheeks trying to make it tighter for you, trying to make m mouth feel more welcome and more pleasurable to you.&nbsp; <br><br>All I can think about now is your pleasure, needing it like I need to breath.
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				Post by: <strong>Dawg</strong> on <strong>16-03-2009, 05:35:53</strong>
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				The feeling of you on me has almost reached its peak as my balls start to pulsate and my head becomes light.&nbsp; The rest of the room is started to fade from my senses as I smell your own scent mixing with my own in a mixture of sexual frenzy, I can't tell if you are excited but can only presume you are from your eagerness. <br><br>The saliva from your mouth has drooled out and down the skin around my cock leaking onto my balls and following little streams down my thighs inside of my pants pooling in the back of them.&nbsp; Knowing you need to breath I pull you up and off my cock for a moment so you can catch your breth and turn your head up to face me, the lust apparent now in my eyes, <strong>“That’s it my Jouet Sexuel, suck me dry, take all of my cum and swallow it.”&nbsp; </strong><br><br>As soon as you catch your breath I direct your mouth back onto my cock and start bucking my hips and thrusting your head down on me, deeper into your throat I drive until the fire begins to ignite and my balls crush in the inevitable, <strong>“Ungh YES, that’s it Jouet, Suck me!”</strong> I command.<br><br>I am about to explode as you can feel the shudders in my cock begin to pulsate while it stretches your jaw and pushes against the roof of your mouth, your tongue sending blinding flames of fire up me into my core.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>16-03-2009, 06:03:22</strong>
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				Being puled backup, I take a lungful of air, breathing heavily, I look up at you, my eyes filled with lust to match your own, telling you exactly how much I desire you.&nbsp; My voice is hoarse but I manage to whisper,<br><br>"Jouet Sexuel...Master I want your cum so badly."<br><br>Pushed back onto your waiting cock, I suck you harder, fucking you, wanting you, showing you all this with my mouth, until I start to feel your heart beat on your cock.&nbsp; It's than that I earnestly start to suck every time you pull out, like I never want your rod to come out of my mouth. <br><em><br>cum, cum, cum oh god please cum inside my mouth!</em>
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				Post by: <strong>Dawg</strong> on <strong>16-03-2009, 06:52:21</strong>
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				<strong>“Oh Yes!”</strong> I grunt as I explode into your mouth, your skilled tongue and mouth drawing my seed up from deep within me.&nbsp; I can feel it as my balls contract and shudder my cock from the root up.&nbsp; It travels up the stem and erupts out of the tip, the first thick rope of cum slamming into the back of your throat as you descend upon me.&nbsp; My hands pull at your hair forcing you onto me filling your entire mouth and into your throat as I pulsate and shoot time and again into you.<br><br><strong>“Yes Jouet Sexuel, fuck me with your mouth!”</strong> in an almost animal like frenzy I pump into your mouth and pull on your hair bringing you down upon me, grunts beginning deep down in my chest and crawling loudly up my cavity and finally eliciting from my throat.<br><br>My body convulsing as my muscles tighten and I freeze for a moment, back arched, legs tight and hands in your hair holding you on m y throbbing and shuddering cock while it spills down your throat.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>16-03-2009, 07:12:31</strong>
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				The first sweet squirts hit the back of my throat, and I had to keep the sensation to gag at bay.&nbsp; But once that went away, I start to enjoy it.&nbsp; &nbsp;Loving the way your liquid fills my throat, and I try my hardest to swallow all of it, you can hear me swallow, time and again.&nbsp; There's more cum than I though possible but the sheer amount of it, makes me admire you all the more.&nbsp; <br><br>Some cum escapes my lips, but I plan on cleaning that up with my tongue so it doesn't worry me much.&nbsp; I can feel your orgasm, feel you arch up.&nbsp; And a feeling of immense accomplishment fills my entire body.<br><br>The sounds coming from your throat, making my toes curl and all I want to do is watch you cum.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Dawg</strong> on <strong>16-03-2009, 08:01:21</strong>
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				The waves that sweep over me are just like any other wave in nature, eventually they approach the shore rising in strategy and intensity. The swell of the ocean brining them up from the very bottom and drawing on powers beyond what they alone can produce. Eventually they approach the shore and all the energy stored in them curls over the top and smashes into the beach in a thunderous crash leaving anyone in their path soaked to the core.&nbsp; After they release such mind numbing power they recede back from whence they came leaving a littering of debris in their path.<br><br>And so it was with these waves, the intensity sweeping over me causing intense pleasure and euphoria, but Jouet Sexuel unable to take it all and dribbling some out with her excitement.<br><br>As I settle back down and regain my breathe my hands caress the sides of your head where I pulled on your hair, always soothing but at the same time extending that tight sting and drawing it out a little longer as the pain dissipates from your skin and is drawn away leaving behind the thrill of the heightened sensitivity.<br><br><strong>“You listen well Jouet Sexuel and that pleases Master, but look at the mess you made, now clean it up before we can continue with the treats you deserve,”</strong> I pull your hair back and tie it in a pony tail with one of the leather straps, the ends which drape over onto your neck and then lean back in the chair resting my back against the backrest and lay my arms back upon the top or your still bound arms.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dawg's Private Dungeon III</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>16-03-2009, 10:46:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				I can feel your hands on in my hair, your gentle but firm, the pressure feels almost like touching a brand new bruise.&nbsp; But the dull almost sharp pain relents and releases me from it's grip.&nbsp; I can feel my scalp tingle with a dozen little pinpricks of feeling.<br><br>"Yes Master"<br><br>Smiling in delight, I bend down and lick the at the few drops of cum that had landed on your thighs.&nbsp; Once I was sure you where squeeky clean, I grin and lick at your cock head once before thinking about how I would clean what cum was on my face.&nbsp; my tongue takes care of most of it but there was a drop on my chin.&nbsp; moving over I wipe at it on my arm and than lick at the traces I had left there.<br><br>When I was done, I look back up at you and smile gently.<br><br>"Master I've tried my best to lick everything clean,&nbsp; do you find that I've done it to your expectations?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dawg's Private Dungeon III</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dawg</strong> on <strong>16-03-2009, 21:28:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Reaching down I scrape the little bit cum that you couldn’t reach with your creative cleaning of your face and place my finger in your mouth allowing you to lick it clean.&nbsp; <strong>“Yes Jouet Sexuel, you cleaned well, Your master is happy you decided to come down here,”</strong> my voice somewhat still haggard from the amazing rapture you had just performed on me.<br><br>I reach over and untie the leather straps on the arms of the chair allowing your arms the freedom they so lacked while you did your task, <strong>"Now go Kneel by the horse while I get myself ready.”</strong>&nbsp; I point to the somewhat a framed bench to the one side of the room an the other side of the table.<br><br>I get up and go over to the side of the armoire where there is a small sink and taking a towel clean any juices that may have been left drying myself off and then zipping up m pants and redoing my buckle as I tuck my shirt in.&nbsp; I look over to ensure that you have listened to me and are kneeling by the correct piece of furniture I spoke of.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dawg's Private Dungeon III</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>16-03-2009, 23:59:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling endearingly up at him,<br><br>"Master, I am happy I decided to come down here also."<br><br>Once I am free I scamper off to do as I'm told, stretching my muscles as I go.&nbsp; My arms had fallen asleep while I had been servicing you, so I while I sat in front of an odd looking bench, I could feel the tingling start to disappear.&nbsp; Kneeling there, I look at the horse, and knowing what is coming next I squirm.&nbsp; This would put me in the position of staying on my toes, or else feel the pain of having too much pressure centered on my weakest of points.<br><br>This was an experience I both looked forward to, and well feared.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dawg's Private Dungeon III</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dawg</strong> on <strong>20-03-2009, 00:49:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				This is not the pony, you can see that jutting out from the wall near the horse, that is only used later on if you fail to obey promptly and yes it can be very strenuous on your muscles or painful on your weakest of points, but that choice between where you would feel the pain would be up to you and not I.<br><br>You can here the jingling of some chains as my boots clunk up behind you.&nbsp; Suddenly you feel the cool metal links as I drape them on your back and let them slide up your spine.&nbsp; <strong>"Climb up on the bench Jouet Sexuel, and give me your hands."</strong><br><br><div align="center">(http://img19.imageshack.us/img19/7010/imagnitfetishdesignsbon.jpg)</div><br>There is a certain tingle I feel as the chains rest against your skin and slide up, a sort of bonding between you and them slides through the metal and up into my hands sending charges of anticipation into my hands. As you begin to stand i run my fingers through your silky locks and bring them closer so I can smell your sweet smell.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dawg's Private Dungeon III</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>20-03-2009, 01:30:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes Master"<br><br>This is said in a breathless voice as I can feel the cold metal against my skin.&nbsp; A shiver runs down my spine, and The sound of the metal makes my skin tingle.&nbsp; Feeling your hands in my hair, I let out a content sigh, loving the feel of you so close to me.<br><br>Allowing one knee to rest against one side, I swing my other leg up and around the other side.&nbsp; Sitting back in my butt, I hold out my hands to you palm up, to do with them as you wish.<br><br>"Master..I've never used one of these before, I...I want to perform well for you, but I might make a few mistakes."<br><br>Blushing I look down at my offered hands.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dawg's Private Dungeon III</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dawg</strong> on <strong>20-03-2009, 08:00:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Slipping around to the front of the horse I slip one end of the chain in through loop in the front of you collar and down forming a v from one leg to the other apexing at the collar and kneeling down in front of the horse pull the links Clink Clink Clink through the loops in the legs until your face comes just inches from my face.&nbsp; I pucker my lips like a kiss but do not kiss you.&nbsp; Savoring the look of trepidation on your face and the anticipation I see.<br><br>I sense the excitement in the air as you try to figure out what I have planned for you, <strong>“Your such an obedient little toy Jouet.”</strong>&nbsp; You hear the Clink as I secure the chain to the legs.&nbsp; Next I do the same with your wrists fastening them together and pulling them to the edge of the top before securing that chain to the front Clink Clink Clink.<br><br>Standing and moving to the side you feel the unexpected <strong>SMACK </strong>as I spank your bare bottom with my hand feeling the sting in my palm and seeing the red finger marks grow on you tart bottom as I know the heat rushes there, <strong>“I think you know why they call this a spanking horse don’t you Jouet Sexuel”</strong><br><br>Once behind you you feel me adjust your legs and secure them with a chain Clink Clink Clink.&nbsp; Your nether regains slide along the leather over the pointed top of the horse giving you enough freedom that you can rock back and forth rubbing your folds and nub along its surface, <strong>“Feel free to rock if you want, I will be right back.”</strong>&nbsp; <strong>SMACK </strong>another slap on the other cheek feeling the wonderful sting in my hand and seeing more read finger marks surface on your skin.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dawg's Private Dungeon III</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>20-03-2009, 08:29:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The first blow from your hand on my ass made me rock forward, the stinging sensation at first a surprise and than becoming a pleasant heat that spreads down to my aroused sex.<br><br>"Oh yes Master now I know what it's for now."<br><br>And indeed now I did, here I knew, I would feel more blows on my waiting ass, here I would have my cheeks reddened and depending on how hard the smacks, maybe even bruised or bleeding.&nbsp; I grin thinking about it.&nbsp; <br><br>The feel of the leather against my folds and clit made me moan softly and rock back and forth slowly.&nbsp; The next smack was expected but still a surprise.&nbsp; Rocking me forward on my perch, the heat, and sting of your slap combined with the feel of the leather against my sex made me moan louder, a wanton sound that filled the room, telling you of how much pleasure I was getting out of this particular subject.<br><br>"mmm Master.&nbsp; &nbsp;You make me feel so very very good."<br><br>I moan out as I rock myself back than forward, awaiting your return.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dawg's Private Dungeon III</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dawg</strong> on <strong>20-03-2009, 08:42:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				You hear me walk across the room wondering what is happening, some shuffling and a little bit of humming, <strong>“Ah yes, this will do”</strong> and you hear my return by the now familiar clunking of my boots along the floor.<br><br>You feel the warm caress of my hand along your ass, a firm squeeze and then you feel my digits slip underneath to your sex and run along your fold.&nbsp; Even with your dutiful job to my cock earlier, it begins to stir inside my pants again.<br><br>Next you feel the soft touch of cool leather along your ass as I rub the paddle over it, followed by the cool air as it pulls away before …. You feel the sting before your hear the <strong>SMACK</strong>, a sharp broad heat as it pulsates into your skin making the blood rush to the cheek.<br><br><strong>“Enjoying your self Sexual?”</strong><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dawg's Private Dungeon III</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>20-03-2009, 08:57:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Your heavy footsteps make me anticipate your body coming close to mine, And I lick my suddenly dry lips.&nbsp; The feel of your palm on my bare ass makes me suddenly sit up, but still the moment my pussy is touched by you.&nbsp; My breath coming out faster,<br><br>"Oh god Master."<br><br>The hard, unyielding smack of the paddle hitting my cheek, made a small yelping noise escape my lips and this time the sting is more intense, the warmth more overwhelming.<br><br>"Yes Master, thank you Master."
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