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The
Dream Never Ends
 i could not get Ms. Lilith out of my brain. Awake or asleep, She was there with me, instructing me, barking orders at me, telling me what to do and what not to do., i told Her that was not my style, and She smiled and continued on. i could not get enough of Her. if She was absent one day or one night, i recreated Her, just so that She could use me as She wanted and needed to use me. in my dreams, i did not have to tribute for sessions with Her, i had become Her assistant and Her accomplice in the dirtiest bdsm tricks anyone had ever invented.
One day, out of the blue, She tied me to a wall, facing the wall, my nose practically crushing against it. i was uncomfortable and told Her so,. She was offended, She stripped off my shoes, socks, then pants and underpants, and She paddled my ass until i said i was sorry, Then, i cried. She brought a very large man into the room, and told him he was going to fuck my ass,. he declined the opportunity., right then and there, She beat him up, big, tall, heavy set mother fucker of a man, and She slapped him, bitch slapped and finally got him on the floor and stomped all over him. When She finished, She told him to "get the f out of Her dungeon and never came back. She knew i had a plane to catch, so She released me, but told me to come back in 10 days, because She had another idea about how i might be useful. |
