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IntriguingAG © 2006

Okay, My life can get pretty predictable at times, but it is never boring. 

Perhaps, it is the stories that swirl around in My head - some true, some fantasy. Some both.

Take this one, about a girl with a banging body who asked to meet Me at a hotel in the middle of the work week, just to have Me screw her brains out. I said "no". I have a person in My life whose brains I could screw out regularly, if we'd both make a little more effort to close the miles between us. As it is now, I get enough pussy. So, the opportunity to get more pussy didn't feel like any great opportunity to Me. Not to suggest, that pussy is pussy is pussy, but to say that I try to keep My shit in My drawers, unless there is a definite plan to change partners. There isn't; so, I blew it off.

She called back. "Did I mention that I want to serve You before You fuck my brains out?" My antennae became erect. 

"Serve Me how?" 

"I want to place myself at your sexual and miscellaneous disposal to use as You see fit." 

"You want Me to use you?" 

"Yes. Wouldn't You like to, Sir?" 

"Dammit. she got Me when she threw in that 'Sir' !" 

"Why yes...I think. What credentials do you have to share that would help Me to believe you can do anything for Me?" I asked. "None, Sir. You can make Me into what You want; mold me. I am open, new, wet behind the ears and in-between my legs." "Well, damn. Had someone tol d her exactly what to say to Me to win My interest?"

At the hotel, I get right down to business. I review O/our session contract, and W/we sign it.

I explain what I expect and what she can expect. The main thing was that she has to remain quiet if she doesn't have permission to speak, and that she has to be willing to use her safe word - blueberries - if she needs to stop the scene. She understands and she is naked on her knees before I can say "nasty-ass slut"!

I let her see Me tie up her nipples with floss and then I blindfold her and rub My many implements across her skin, alternately spanking, stroking, teasing, flogging, caning, and licking her. She plays a game guessing what she is being spanked or touched with and wins a stick of gum.

I tie her ankles together and bind her wrists. By the time I pull down her panties to finger fuck her, they are glued to her pussy with so much natural lubricant that strings of it attach to them even after the panties are down around her ankles, sitting on top of the rope. Yeah, I took a picture. We discuss her enormous, bulging clit which I am teasing with an ice cube. She cries out, tenses, and shivers repeatedly. A glorious sight.

She asks to move to the bed and I give her persmission to do so where W/we alternate between vanilla and BDSM. She hears Me cum and begins bucking on My dick like a wild woman! 

I couldn't believe the space I was in and how much I wanted to say there. When I look into her eyes, I see it. I see the subspace daze that makes it all worthwhile. I couldn't tell her how much fun, how meaningful, how satisfying My time with her was, because I didn't want to create false hope about the future. She said over and over, "It's so sweet. I never, ever felt like this. I didn't know Daddi! I've never...You're incredible!" Our session exceeded My expectations. As W/we were leaving, she asked if I thought I could get into her, you know, get caught up. I was not going there! The more interesting question to Me would have been, 'do you think you can top tonight's scene next week?" She is definitely sub material. Although she doesn't remain submissive for too, too long before her go-getter self pushes its way through, she got to see Me naked, and to feel My weight on top of her just for trying so hard to be obedient!!! Oh yeah, I almost ate her pussy, but at the 11th hour, My tongue inches from her clit, she blurted out, "eat it Daddi!" and lost her opportunity. Ohhhh, that's when the tears came down. Mmmmmmmm. Dayuum. What a fucking rush! I had warned her about getting ahead of Me.

I think she'll remember now.