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    Momma_andrea
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      First, Thanks every one for comments and encouragement. There is nothing worse for a writer than Apathy, thinking no one is reading or cares. you keep me going.  Oh and always, Thanks Steve. kiss

      Second, I just wrote this next piece and It IS short but very interesting I think. We get more into Laura's head and how she feels about her “Hobby”
      And I don't want to wait. I want to share it now.  Thanks.

      Mistress Zythra had an appointment for Friday night at a hotel in Columbus. The Manager job paid her bills but just barely and when she started this it was fun. Now it was a chore but $200 dollars could go far. A key was waiting for her at the front desk. She goes to the room and dresses. The client will never see her street clothes. She has a black vinyl teddy with red striping on the seams, dark hose and over the knee boots with a studded strap that wraps to the top of them. Finally she covers her blonde locks with a pure black wig. With riding crop in hand she is ready for the worm. The client is an older business man. She has seen him before but still at the door she is all business, collecting upfront. With the door locked, the performance begins. And that is what it is, a show, an act. She smacks his ass around the room, commanding him to strip. The old codger is dropping his pants and taking off his shirt and tie until he is kneeling before her in boxers and socks, begging for her mercy. She won’t give it. He didn’t pay for mercy; he paid to be spanked and sat on, to be forced to sniff her ass. She swats at his cock inside his boxers with the crop and the old fart loves it.

      Mistress Zythra finishes the routine. The old guy is on the bed already spanking his monkey begging her to stay and finish him or at least watch. She grabs her small case. She will change in a lobby bathroom and no one on the hotel staff will say a word, if they see her. This crap and worse is done by their rich clientele, besides she is fully dressed, old geezer in his room…not so much.

      in reply to: Why does everyone want to fuck my ass? #76447
      Momma_andrea
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        I have been wanting to answer this since I first read it.
        Why does everyone want to fuckmy ass?

        In my best Groucho impersonation “I don't know. Let me see your ass”
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        in reply to: Laura’s bunny #76819
        Momma_andrea
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          Part 6 ( all I did was write today ;D)

          John drove home went inside and kissed his wife. It wasn’t too late, his rendezvous with Mistress Laura didn’t last that long. He went upstairs to the master bathroom and locked the door. He took off all his clothes, even his socks and sat on the toilet.
          ‘I did everything she wanted’ he said quietly. ‘I ate her out, I made her cum. I gave her pleasure.’ As John thought of it, he got a little upset but he looked down to also notice his cock was stiffening. Thinking of the sexual acts with Mistress Laura, even though he didn’t get release, still excited him. ‘She said I could jerk off.’ He mumbled. So spitting into his hand he began to rub the head of his dick. He grew harder and the head got red. John closed his eyes and he saw her. Those sexy big tits, her true blonde hair and her long legs were all beckoning to him. In his mind she stood over him, his tongue lapping her as he beat his meat. In his mind she encouraged him, said what a good boy he was. And said ‘please cum for me, Johnny’ and he did. John caught his ejaculate in a wad of toilet paper. His nipples were hard and his breathing rough and the toilet tissue was filled with a big load that he dropped between his legs into the toilet ‘God, what she does to me.’ He thought to himself. ‘But why wouldn’t she let me cum there. I would have jacked off for her, just so she could watch.’

          John felt a little cheated but chalked it up to ‘Women, go figure’ and he put on sweats and went down to eat. He got online that night but not chat. He looked up FemDom stories and hated all the ones he read. None of them were Mistress Laura, she wasn’t like that. They were all mean. Mistress Laura cared for him. He was her good boy and she called him Johnny and she kissed him. Next time he would beg to jack off for her, to show how he adored her, she would let him then.

          The next day John went grocery shopping with his wife. He didn’t like it but if he wanted fresh fruit and raw vegetables it was something he had to do. They wandered up to the service desk because his wife couldn’t find white kidney beans. The manager at the desk turned when Jill said, “excuse me, Miss.”
          And beautiful blonde haired Laura stood there. John was in shock for a moment. ‘She had said she saw me at the store all the time’ he remembered. John came back to the present.
          “They are also called cannellini beans Ma’am” Laura was explaining. “You will find them in isle 9.
          “Oh” his wife simply said, she wasn’t much for pleasantries with people she thought were beneath her.
          “Thank you very much, Laura” John sincerely said.
          “You’re welcome.” And Laura smiled at him. John and his wife walked away.
          “How did you know her name?” Jill asked, shrewishly.
          “Mm, Name tag.” John waved fingers across his right pocket.
          “Oh” Jill said simply.

          That night John did get online. He so wanted to talk to her. His Viking Goddess was a manager at his grocery store. How did he NOT notice her?
          She never appeared but John sent her a message anyway and she immediately answered.
          “What Johnny?” the screen read.
          “You’re Invisible? Are you hiding from me Mistress?” John typed.
          “Obviously not, I answered you.” She typed.
          “Why did you not tell me you worked at the store?”
          “Was it something you needed to know?” she typed.
          Her writing seemed defensive and that is not what he wanted.
          “I’m sorry, Mistress, I don’t mean it like that.”
          “Then how do you mean it?” she seemed to type quickly.
          John had to answer quickly “I’m just surprised that a woman as beautiful as you, I never noticed you. How did I not see you behind that counter? You were just so mysterious when we first met and I find out I probably passed by you once a week. I’m such an idiot Mistress. That’s’ what I mean Mistress Laura”
          There was a long pause and John hung his head, he had fucked this up. He knew it.
          “I needed that mystery at the beginning, my sweet boy.” She wrote honestly. “Would you have fell for a stock Manager from Kroger’s”
          “But you’re beautiful Mistress, you are a Goddess and wonderful.” He typed quickly
          “You are sweet, Johnny. That’s why I picked you.” She told him.
          “You picked me, Mistress?” He felt a little special.
          “You were different from all the other cyber dicks out there, you stood out and I said ‘I want THAT one’, so I picked you.”
          “Thank you, Mistress. And we happen to live in the same town, Wow”
          “Wow, Indeed my sweet boy” She typed “I’ll see you in a few days hun”
          “Yes Mistress.” John answered and Laura logged out.

          ‘It was a half truth but still a truth’ Laura told herself. She found out they lived in the same town and THEN she picked him but he was sweet, so very sweet. Much better than the guys that paid her. She wasn’t a prostitute; she didn’t have sex with any of them. She went to their house or a hotel room and beat their ass or peed on them or even once, helped their wife beat them but no one ever entered her, she was a Mistress Dammit. She got the money and left. She was Mistress Zythra and for the right cash you got treated like a worm and loved it.

          She let Johnny come over on Wednesday night when his wife and kids went to church. He was ready to bolt upstairs like last time but she sat on the couch and put him on the floor, next to her. She played with his hair as they watched the rest of an NCIS rerun and sweetly, Johnny massaged her feet and she didn’t even tell him to. When the show was over she pushed her pants down and kicked them away. She spread wide and crooked a finger at her boy. He smiled and looked at her pink panty covered pussy.
          “Well go on” She laughed. “It’s what you came over for.”
          Her Johnny dove between her legs and wrapped his hands around her ass and put his face to her warm pussy. He made mmm sounds as he licked her inner thighs and pushed her panty crotch away with his nose and then started lapping at her honey slit. Laura took hold of his hair, not to guide him, just to remind him who commanded here. She scooted lower into the couch until she was lying down and she wrapped her legs around his head and rested them on his back.
          “Get it, Johnny. Get the banana.” She egged him on.
          He looked up “There’s no banana, Mistress”
          “Pretend, silly” and she lightly wacked him in the head with her hand. John went back down and did his best to shove his tongue up inside of her.

          ‘He was such a good pussy licker’ she thought as she looked down on the top of his head. ‘and always so eager.’ Laura still holding his hair stood up and laid him on her floor. Then she sat right down on his face, mashing her pussy right to his lips and grinding it.
          “You love it, don’t you baby. You called me a Goddess and I am Johnny, I’m your Goddess.” She looked down and all she saw was his eyes but they looked at her so adoringly. His nose mashed her clit and his tongue was deep inside her and she rode his face, moving her hips back and forth, she bent over putting her arms on the floor and ground one out, she gave a quick shudder and pushed her clit to his nose. Laura rolled off of him and looked at her adoring slave.

          Quickly she got up and told him to strip while she went quickly upstairs. He was stark naked when she returned and she was wearing the last strap on she had used on him. Slowly and seductively she moved to her boy. She watched him, watch her with such lust and wanting. She ran her fingernails across his chest as she slowly went behind him. She got up close to his standing body and slid her hand up his torso till she got hold of his throat. Then she said in his ear as sexily as she could.
          “Spread ‘em bitch” Johnny put his legs apart and reached back to try and open his butt. Laura guided the dong between his cheeks and roughly entered her boy. He groaned, it wasn’t well lubed but a rough fucking was what he needed. They stood there, tight against each other with Laura right over his shoulder and next to his ear. She nibbled it, sending jolts of excitement to poor Johnny’s body. Her left hand rubbed his tummy and the other still held his throat.
          “Say it again, my sweet Johnny. Call me a Goddess.” She thrust deeper into his ass.
          “You are a Goddess, Mistress Laura or else a dream come true.” He told her. “Oh, you are the sweetest boy” she whispered in his ear while she ground the dildo into him. “You’re MY boy.”
          “Yes Mistress. I’m yours. Your good boy.” He admitted.

          She held him upright and tight and fucked him with quick strokes. She let both of her hands wander his body now, tweaking a nipple, brushing his hard cock. She nibbled his neck and licked it, all the while Johnny quivered and moaned under her touch.
          “May I cum this evening Mistress?” He begged.
          “Didn’t you cum last time, Johnny?” She asked as she thrust up into him.
          “At home Mistress” He admitted to jerking off.
          “And did you think of me?” She questioned.
          “Of course Mistress.”
          “Then you came, sweet boy. If you want me to get you off, you must really earn that Johnny.” She grunted to him as she pounded into his tight butt.
          “I will do anything Mistress asks.” He petitioned.
          “I know you will baby, you’re getting there, my good boy.” She could tell he was as hard as he could be and it was getting late. She pulled out of him. “Go to the bathroom, March” she ordered. Johnny obeyed immediately and she followed him.

          Upstairs she positioned him with is cock over the sink and stood next to him. “So show me, Johnny. Show me this thing you’re so proud of.”
          “Mistress?” He didn’t catch on.
          “Jerk it off for me Johnny.”
          John grabbed his hard throbbing cock and began to pump quickly.
          “Mmm, look at you go. Are you thinking of me?” she said next to him.
          “Always Mistress.” He said looking her up and down.
          Laura shook her chest to tease him. “Then make it cum, Johnny. Show me your lust for me.”
          John grunted once and then threw his head back with a moan and his cum pumped from his rod and splattered in the sink.
          “Hmm” Laura was impressed “You always cum a lot, good boy, must be that healthy living.” She lightly kissed him on the cheek and then patted it. “You were a good boy, now go home, baby.” And she dismissed him again like last time.
          ‘But this time’ John thought, ‘she let me cum…for her.’

          in reply to: Laura’s bunny #76818
          Momma_andrea
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            Part  5 (lesson 2)  ;D

            John went home but Laura said she would talk to him in chat. It was just a little past 8pm and the kids were in the living room with the TV blaring and his wife was in the dining room on the phone. He had told her he had to do a business seminar in Cleveland and it seemed no one had missed him. John took himself upstairs and got undressed and laid in bed hugging a pillow on his side. His butthole was a little sore but deep down it felt good. It reminded him it had been real, it wasn’t’ a dream. He now had a Mistress that gave him attention and he adored her back. He thought of everything they had done and how it had made him feel. He loved eating her out and making her cum. It thrilled him. ‘Mistress Laura’ he ran it through his mind ‘God she was beautiful’ He thought, ‘a sexual animal, that took what she wanted and she wanted him’. He smiled wide at that and being exhausted and sexually fulfilled, he fell asleep.

            Sunday morning the wife and kids went to church. John said he wasn’t well and stayed at home. He logged into chat the moment they left. Some people where in the lobby but not many, definitely no Laura. He hung around and talked to a few but no cyber. He just didn’t want that. He left Laura a message telling her how wonderful yesterday was and he logged off.

            After lunch, his wife took a nap and he took to the internet while the kids watched spongebob. She was there already and his heart started racing.
            “Mistress” he quickly typed.
            “Johnny, hi sweetie.” She wrote back.
            “I slept so well last night. You wore me out, Mistress.” He put honestly.
            “You really liked it?” She teased. “I wasn’t sure.”
            “You were amazing. I don’t know what to say.” He told her.
            “Say you’ll meet me” she put in quickly.
            “I’m not sure I could get away with another 8 hours Mistress” he apologized.
            “I just need a 2 or 3 Johnny not a whole goddamn day again.” She typed.
            “Today?” his butt still hurt but he was hopeful.
            “I’m working today hun, Monday?”
            “Right after work, a little after 5?” he offered.
            “OK, here’s the address” she typed.
            John didn’t want to write it down so he read it over and over until it was locked in his brain.
            “I can’t wait Mistress Laura.” He wrote.
            “Oh but you’ll have to hun. LOL” and she signed off.

            John made it to Monday in a half daze, his mind was already with her. He imagined what they would do and tried to think of new things she might show him. He left a message at home about working late and speed across town to get to his “date”.
            The street was off of the main drag and was filled with 40’ row houses. All a little run down but not too bad a neighborhood. He found the house number and parked in front and quickly went to the front door. Before he could knock she opened the door.
            “Get in here, Johnny.” She said.
            Once inside she shut the door and grabbed him by the back of his shirt collar and forcefully escorted him in front of her upstairs, into what must be her bedroom.
            “I thought you didn’t want me at your house.” He said, remembering their first rendezvous
            “That was then. Things are different now aren’t they my good boy?” and she patted his cheek. “Now strip, baby.” She lay back on the bed propped on her elbows.
            John was pulling his shirt and tie off tossing them to a chair and unbuckling his pants.
            “Oh,” Laura put in, “if you leave your socks on, I’ll throw you out naked. I hate that.”
            John hadn’t planned to but he would remember for the future. Finally he stood naked before her eyes. His hands clasped in front of him. She was inspecting him, eyeing him all over from her perch on the bed.
            “Stroke your dick. Make it hard Johnny.” She commanded him.
            John felt a bit awkward but did as he was told. “May I see your body Mistress?” he asked for stimulation.
            “No, jerk your cock and stop being silly.” She said a little annoyed.
            John closed his eyes and thought of her tits that were in his face on Saturday, her ass that covered his nose as he lapped her hot pussy. Slowly his cock rose.
            “What are you imagining, Johnny?” She asked.
            “You, Mistress” he answered honestly.
            She smiled from the bed, “Good boy. Drop to your knees but keep jerking it.”
            John went down quickly. He so wanted to obey. Laura kicked off her shoes and scooted into a sitting position. She shoved her sock covered foot right under his balls and pushed them up to his body. Rolling them and playing with them as he stroked his dick.
            “What do I look like in your mind Johnny?” She asked in her sultry voice.
            “Perfect, Mistress.” He offered.

            She kicked up lightly into his balls. “Oh you can be more descriptive than that, baby.”
            John winced but got the message “Your round soft breasts Mistress, I see them in front of me. They look so pale against your light blue bra and that rosy nipple almost pink, as you allow me to suck it.”
            “Only good boys get to suck it Johnny.” She reminded him “Continue.”
            “I think of your long legs, Mistress Laura’s legs are creamy white like her tits. They feel supple and strong” John was beating his meat as he talked of her.
            Laura was smiling and gently massaging his balls with her toes and foot. “Try to control yourself Johnny, if you cum I will be very upset. Can you smell me in your Imagination baby?”
            “Yes Mistress. My Mistress wears Obsession. I adore Obsession, Mistress. On you it is the smell of sex and passion, Mistress.” John was calling on all the skills he used in chat and he was really liking this. “My Mistress intoxicates me”
            “Oh you are being very sweet, Johnny.”  She patted his head “Drop your pecker and take my pants off baby.”
            John couldn’t wait to comply. His hands unbuttoned her Levis quickly and he began to pull them off with her still sitting in them. Luckily she laughed at his enthusiasm.
            Laura spread her legs wide and leaned back. Grabbing his head, she ordered “Satisfy your Mistress.”

            John tried to use his hands to move aside her blue panties.
            “NO! Hands behind your back. You lick around them.” She yelled.
            John lapped along the seam at first as it ran along her flesh then he worked to slide his tongue under the material. He was just getting a taste of her nectar but couldn’t dive into it. Her panties held all her scent though and as he tried to lick her pussy his nose was bathed in her smell ‘God, it’s wonderful’ he thought. John tried grabbing the clothe in his teeth to move it but it would just quickly go back. Finally he planted his mouth over her pussy anyway and began sucking it and running his tongue up and down her slit through her panties. Mistress Laura moaned deeply and then purred and he knew it was right. He sucked on the fabric and the taste filled his mouth. Mistress finally lifted her beautiful ass.

            “Take them off, good boy” John smiled and slid them down her thighs. Now he could dive into her sex and bath her sweet pussy to his and hopefully her delight. John greedily plunged his tongue inside her. His nose rubbed her clit and he wished he had a 7 inch tongue to truly explore all that was her. Laura lay back fully and enjoyed his attention.
            “Hold my legs up.” She ordered. And she began caressing her nipples and squeezing her tits.
            John held her by her lower thighs just below her knees and kept her wide so he had all the access he could get. He sucked gently on her clit and she moaned loud and arched her back
            “mmmmmm, my boy” she purred. John began slurping loudly, eating this pussy like ice cream, licking and sucking on everything that was there. Rubbing his lips over her swollen sex.

            “May I use fingers, Mistress?” he pleaded, he so wanted her to cum and cum hard.
            “Do it.” She put simply.
            John took 2 and slid them with his palm up into her drenched hole. He lapped softly at her clit as his fingers slowly began to fuck her. He found her g spot but he lightly hit it with his passing fingers, he wasn’t grinding it out yet. He just slowly fucked her with his digits. His other hand spread the hood of her clit, trying to expose as much as he could and he tried blowing on it. John licked at it as he had been doing and increased the pace of his finger fucking. Mistress Laura began to moan more under his work and he knew it was the right time. His fingers curled and he stayed on her G spot. The tips of those 2 fingers rubbed that nubby area inside of her. Lightly but quickly he moved them back and forth. Laura really arched now. Then she pushed herself upright with her pussy almost hanging over the bed and her feet on either side of him. John’s fingers worked up into her. She looked down on her little slave.
            “I’m gonna drench that face, Johnny.” She sneered down at him.
            John pumped her pussy and rubbed that spot vigorously with is face right under his hand. If that is what she wanted, he wanted it too. He could feel her walls pull in, squeezing his fingers. He accidently pulled them out and she moaned loudly as they flicked up as they pulled away. Quickly he got them back in and it started. Her cries were loud and he felt the puffiness of her sex. He pulled his fingers out and his face was indeed drenched. Her juice flowed out almost like pee but from her pussy hole and it tasted of clams he thought. Mistress Laura quivered above him through her whole body. John put his mouth back to her slot and kissed and caressed her again till she shoved him away and sat down.

            “MMmmm. Good boy.” She praised him and John smiled up at her. His cock was raging between his legs but he waited on her pleasure. Laura composed herself and moved to her dressing table and pulled out her Strap on harness and selected a bigger dong then last time and sat back down in front of him.
            “Take my socks off Johnny” she wiggled her feet at him and quickly he yanked them off. Laura wrapped his dick between the 2 arches of her feet “Open your mouth.” She stuffed the dong in his lips as soon as he did.
            “Do you remember being fucked, Johnny?” she asked. John nodded. “Did you like it?” again he nodded quickly with excited eyes. She caressed his cheek and chin. “I love it when you are so enthusiastic, you know that?” She smiled at him. “I’ll teach you everything you need to know my sweet boy but until then your excitement for me saves your ass more than you know.”
            John wasn’t exactly sure what she meant but he loved to please her and she always excited him.

            Laura stood over him and dropped the straps in his lap. “Put it on me, slave.”
            John knew that word should be demeaning but it wasn’t, somehow it meant the world to him from her lips. He helped her step into the harness and once around her waist and thighs he tightened it up for her. Laura took the dong from his mouth and attached it to the base and now his Mistress had a cock.
            “Bend over the bed, Johnny” She ordered. As he stood and got into position she took lube from her nightstand and greased up her cock. Then she smeared the remnants into his ass. She lined it up but before entering.

            “I’m going to take you hard Johnny, not like last time.” John was a little concerned but he was so excited by her. He reached back and spread his butt cheeks, showing his enthusiasm. Laura grinned wickedly and SHOVED it into him. John didn’t cry out but gave a yelp like a puppy. She showed no mercy, she grabbed his hips and began to FUCK him, POUNDING into his newly deflowered ass. John howled now but with his face in the mattress. Mistress savagely fucked, he could feel her groin smash into his ass. It hurt but something was feeling good. She was hitting his prostate on every stroke and if he clenched down, if he squeezed down on her rubber cock ‘It felt sooo good’ he discovered. Soon her little slave was moaning under her.
            She gave a warning, “If you leak cum on my bed I WILL beat your ass. Put your hand under your dick head.”
            It was just in time too because liquid seeped out. What seemed like pre-cum. Laura pumped his tight muscled ass for some time bringing herself to orgasm once and poor Johnny was milked but never came.

            Mistress Laura pulled out of him. “Take this off of me she ordered.” John turned and worked the straps loose till Laura could step out of it. “Bathroom is down the hall, wash it.” He hurried to obey and when he came back Laura was pulling her pants back on.
            “Where should I put it Mistress?” he asked a little disappointed they seemed done.
            “Toss it in the drawer, Johnny.” He did and returned, putting himself at her feet. She tousled his hair like he was a little boy or a puppy.
            “Get your clothes baby and go on home.” She instructed.
            John was a little confused. She wasn’t being mean to him, in fact she seemed satisfied. Why were they done? He needed to cum so bad.
            He took a risk hoping his enthusiasm saved his ass like she said and asked the question. “May I cum, Mistress?” he asked hopefully.
            “Not here, my good boy.” She said evenly. She wasn’t upset. “Remember how you stroked your cock and thought of me my sweet Johnny?”
            “Of course Mistress” It was just a little more than an hour ago he thought.
            “You will go home and you will think of me and you will jerk off, or you won’t, however it pleases you my good boy.”
            John was still confused but she wasn’t angry and that was good. “Of course Mistress,” he went along. “May I have just a kiss before I go Mistress?”
            She smiled at his request, “Stand up, good boy”
            John stood and she took him in her arms and pressed that full bosom into his chest and kissed him deeply, even slipping her tongue into his mouth. It was a long kiss that left him wanting more but he did ask for it.
            “Dream of me, sweet boy.” And she left him to get dressed and went downstairs.

            in reply to: Your thoughts on facials #76469
            Momma_andrea
            Participant

              I had a facial  with me on my butt on the floor and back to the bed with my glasses on.
              And hubby creamed all over my glasses as well as my face but because I was lower than his cock I guess I got none up my nose and none in my eye
              And he said he loved it with me wearing my glasses, not sure why.  So it worked out well for both of us  ;D

              in reply to: MF. Pose Review – 80. The F Spreader Bar #77302
              Momma_andrea
              Participant

                it is very much like the pic but I have seen such things in RL if that helps
                It has many animations, I can’t name them off but I was very excited with it. well worth what I spent.

                P.S. I have now used it twice and it is still good, filled with options.

                in reply to: MF. Pose Review – 80. The F Spreader Bar #77297
                Momma_andrea
                Participant

                  IT WAS FABU  except it did freeze on us but it was AWESOME.

                  in reply to: Dick obsession #68833
                  Momma_andrea
                  Participant

                    Oh …My…GOD….

                    BRAVO BRAVO BRAVO BRAVO. excellently done.  You made me adore his penis too.

                    in reply to: Discovering Andi #75116
                    Momma_andrea
                    Participant

                      We speed down into Denver in Steve’s car and when we drove past the grocery store. I couldn’t help but remark.
                      “Um, you past the store, Master.” I said pointing.
                      “We’ll catch it on the way back” He kept his eyes on the road.
                      “You’re not going to tell me are you?” I said
                      “Nope” he put flatly with one slow shake of his head.
                      We were going into the downtown area and then we were on south Broadway. Finally Steve parked in front of a store that looked from the outside like it used to be a bar; the sign said “The Crypt”. Steve as always opened the car door for me and led me into the store.

                      I smiled wide as I saw the mannequins wearing different leather pieces, harnesses and collars and an entire wall of dongs, dildos and vibes.
                      “Oh, it’s that kind of store.” I said slowly as I scanned the open room with wide eyes. “Are you buying me something naughty, Steve?” I said being silly.
                      “You could probably address me as Master here. I’m sure no one would be scandalized. Hell, it might give ‘em a thrill.” Steve said.
                      But in truth it was still morning, if just barely, and we seemed to be the only ones here, until a clerk walked up.
                      “Can I help you find anything, Sir?” he addressed Steve.
                      “We have it covered. Thanks” my guy responded and the clerk went back to his unpacking.

                      “So what are you buying me, Master” I said happily. I love to shop and this was going to be interesting.
                      “Well” He began walking the isle, “a collar for that pretty neck is first on my list and some ankle and wrist restraints.”
                      “You don’t need to chain me down Master, I’d never run from you.” I smiled sweetly at him.
                      “I like the look of them,” He explained. “You will be…enchanting in collar and cuffs.”
                      “Oh, I guess I never thought of it as sexy wear, Master.” I confessed.
                      “The look of it all can be very important to a man.” He explained “We can be very visual in our stimulation, Andi. And the thought of seeing my girl in chains is thrilling.”
                      “Then I will be happy to be chained at your feet Master.” I wrapped my arms around his waist as we walked. “Do I get to help choose?”

                      We left with a thick red collar, with three D rings and Master bought a leash that he said could double to spank me with when I read about Brats and Daddies again. Wrist and ankle restraints that I begged matched the collar but they didn’t have red. And a butt plug. I’m not looking forward to that one. We also chose some delightful vibrators. Then we went to a hardware store, He bought lag bolts and eye bolts and other bolts. I wasn’t sure what they were for but I had a feeling they would have something to do with me.
                      “Can we go grocery shopping now, my Master?” I asked impatiently. I love shopping but hardware doesn’t do it for me.
                      “One more thing my precious.” We stopped at a jewelry store and I couldn’t hide my excitement. When a man takes a woman to a jewelry store…well it means she’s getting jewelry, doesn’t it.

                      Steve went down the counters rapidly as if he already had something in mind. I followed but would stop at things that caught my eye, after all he might want to present it to me, I hoped. He was talking to the lady behind the counter and I thought I heard ‘choker’ and the Lady looked at me. After a moment Steve crooked his finger at me to come over. I obeyed but tried to be nonchalant about it.
                      “The gold or silver Andi?” The clerk was holding two snake-chain chokers each with a free floating heart made of the same material.
                      “Oh Steve, they’re both beautiful.” But I made a quick decision, “My heart says the gold. The gold definitely.”

                      He smiled at my happiness and handed over his credit card and took the gold choker. As the lady rang it up. Steve told me to turn. I did quickly and lifted my hair. As he brought his hands around my neck he whispered in my ear.
                      “This is your collar, my sweet. This is the bond between us. I promise my care and my love, my guidance and my hand.”
                      Tears welled up in my eyes. ‘He was MY knight, he was!’ my heart screamed.
                      “Do you accept my gift and my demands?” Steve finished.
                      “I do, Master.”  I said aloud. The clerk may have heard but I really didn’t care.
                      He clasped the choker and turned me and I threw myself on him hugging his neck and then kissing him deeply. Steve held me and kissed me back. He even dipped me there in Denver Diamonds & jewelry. But I’m sure they see that kind of stuff every day.

                      As we drove I kept fondling it and playing with it. I was absolutely ecstatic, he may as well have proposed and I’d feel the same.
                      “I want you wearing that all the time.” Steve commanded. “It’s eighteen carat, so you can wash with it or whatever. It’s your collar Andi, never take it off.”
                      I smiled at him, “Never Master, never.”
                      “Do you still want to get groceries?” He asked.
                      I had completely forgotten about that. “Oh yes, Essentials.” I remembered, “I want to cook dinner, Master”
                      “OK.”

                      Steve left me to it and he wandered the adjoining strip mall. I bought him tea bags and flour and of course bacon, some fresh fruit and milk and some cereal. For dinner I would make him eggplant parmesan with fettuccini. I loved to cook but of course it was just me too, so I probably ate as much take out as Steve. None of it took long and I was at the car when he walked out the video store and saw me.
                      “Ready for home?” He asked me and I nodded enthusiastically.

                      Steve was upstairs drilling and hammering, on what, I’m not sure.
                      I cheated and used jarred sauce but the breaded eggplant was fried to perfection before getting cheese and a quick trip to the oven. I plated the food, lit candles and poured wine. Dinner was ready.
                      I went looking for my lover but he wasn’t in the bedroom.
                      “Master? Steve?” I walked back into the hall.
                      “Don’t come in.” I heard him yell.
                      He was doing something for me; why else would he hide it. “Dinner is served, my Master.”  I spoke to the other door and went back down stairs.

                      Steve came down and we had a wonderful meal and I was a good girl and didn’t ask what I sorely wanted to know: what was going on upstairs?
                      “Do you have plans for me this evening, Master?” I sipped my wine.
                      He leaned back in his chair smiling, “I do indeed. I want you to go bath, dry off and put on only panties. Then,” he leaned forward putting his elbows on the table. “The bags from the sex store are in my bedroom. I want you to lay everything out neatly on the bed and examine it. Open everything, put batteries in everything but most importantly, the restraints, the collar, familiarize yourself with them. Touch them examine them get to know them.” He finally finished.
                      “They’re just things, Master.” I said confused.
                      “They are your things. I don’t want you afraid when we start to play.”
                      I shrugged. “If you wish, Master.” I decided to ask permission to leave. “May I go now, Master?”
                      He smiled, liking that. “Of course my sweet.”

                      Steve has an old cast iron tub with decorative feet and I have to climb in it but it’s huge. I scrubbed all over and even back there because… well a girl never knows. I had to sit on the edge with a mirror on the floor to do as Steve had commanded Friday night. With the greatest care I shaved along my pussy lips and around my mound to shape a much smaller patch of hair. I thought of making a heart but the best I got was an arrow pointing to my pussy. Finally done I dried completely and lotioned a little and put on my red panties.

                      In Steve’s room, I emptied the bags in a heap and first lined up the leather gear neatly. Then I opened the vibrators and the batteries we bought and got them all ready and in a line as well. Climbing on the bed from the other side, I sat and picked up my new leather collar. The clasp gave a little clink when I moved it. The D rings were stiff in the bindings. I lifted it to my nose and smelled the cured hide. Wondering what else he might want me to do, I licked it. It was a little salty. I held it around my neck. I quickly got up and looked in his dresser mirror, turning my head from side to side, one hand holding the collar closed and then the other holding up my hair. I decided right there to put my long hair in a pony tail, one of those high up ones right near the crown. It should make it easier when he put this on me. I thought and it might look sexy. I just got done looking at the ankle restraints when my sexy Master came in wearing just his jeans.

                      “Did you finish?” He asked.
                      I nodded “Just now, Master. Do you like my hair like this, Master?” I tilted my head for him.
                      He smiled, “Very classic BDSM, love. But I like it when it’s down too.” He moved the sex toys over to clear a space between them and the leathers. “Sit here.” He patted the bed and I moved quickly for him, my legs hanging off the side.
                      “Lay back, love and we will begin with the ankles.” Steve reached for a leather cuff.
                      I lay back and relaxed and lifted my right leg. Steve pressed my foot into his warm, furry, hard tummy and wrapped the leather around my ankle and buckled it closed.
                      “See, not to tight. But if it’s loose it might chafe.” He dropped my little foot and I offered him the other. “Now, if I wanted I could chain them together and my sweet girl couldn’t run away.”
                      I smiled mischievously. “I’d only run if I knew Master would chase me…and catch me.”
                      “Hmm, Sit up, precious.” He took each wrist and wrapped the leather around like the ankles. “Very nice.” He said “One last piece.”

                      I was waiting for this. “Should I take my gold collar off, Master?” I asked about my new choker.
                      “It may fit just over it. Let’s see, huh.”  I closed my eyes as Steve wrapped the leather around my neck. Somehow it was very sensual, having his hands near my throat and then feeling my neck encased and feeling it buckled down. I finally opened my eyes and looked up at him.
                      “Is it sexy, Master?” I really wondered.
                      His eyes kept going up and down me, so I guess he thought so.
                      “Go look” and he closed the bedroom door so I could use the full length mirror there.
                      I looked at me and swung my head, making the pony tail swing and feeling the collar rub my neck. I shook my arms but nothing Rattled.
                      Steve had a fix for that and got carabiner clips out of his top dresser drawer and attached one to each D ring I had.
                      “Now when I want to shackle you, they are right here.” He grabbed the one on my collar and pulled me quickly to him surprising me and then kissing me with my eyes wide.
                      “Master!” but I giggled. God, that was exciting though, being physically controlled by him.

                      Steve picked up the leash he had bought and clipped it to my front ring.
                      “Kneel down, my pet.” I complied and he led me to the foot of the bed where he knelt and wrapped the leash around the foot board and leg, bringing my face inches from the floor and my ass up. Steve began fondling my vulnerable bottom.
                      “You were very bratty Friday night, Andi.” And he swatted my ass.
                      “Oww, Master” I pouted.
                      Steve put my hands around the bed leg and secured me with the Carabiner. Then he ran his fingers up and down my panty covered slit.
                      “Weren’t you? And he swatted my butt again.
                      “Oww, but I was just playing Master. I been good.” I tried wiggling my butt to entice him to other things but he smacked it again, not hard but it still hurt. In between the spanks he would go back to rubbing my slit.
                      “Do you want to be a brat, Andi?” and he swatted my other cheek.
                      “No Master, please. I’m your good girl.”
                      Steve swatted my left cheek 3 times in quick succession. I could feel it warm up.

                      “You are my good girl but I want to smack this ass, precious.” He admitted. “Sometimes Masters spank because Masters want to spank” I felt Steve yank my panties halfway down my ass. He spanked the right cheek really hard making me cry out.
                      “Owww oww, Master!” I begged. I felt his fingers rub the warm spots of my ass. Then he spit into my asshole and I felt his fingers trace his saliva around.
                      “Tell me of your ass, princess. I haven’t had it yet. Is it virgin?” Steve rubbed it around and around.
                      “No Master, it is not.” I confessed “But it’s very tight.”
                      Steve poked just a finger tip inside. Then I felt more spit hit my littlest hole. “It is tight, isn’t it Andi?” He pulled the finger out and I heard him get up and cross the room. Steve returned and I felt a cold gel hit my butt hole. Steve began pressing the lubricant into my asshole. Then I felt his finger.
                      “Please go slow, Master, please.” I begged from the floor. “I will try to relax”
                      Steve worked the finger deeper, despite my plea, and pulled it out quickly and plopped lube into the hole.

                      Putting his finger back in my bottom I heard a buzzing noise and then he was gliding a fat vibrator up and down my slit. Slowly he shoved it in but kept working my ass with his single finger. Steve pushed the dong into me fully and then let my half down panties hold it in place.
                      “There, is that better?” He asked.
                      It was helping; I wasn’t so fixated on the intrusion into my bum. Steve worked the finger downward, rubbing my anal wall into the dildo in my pussy. Slowly I began to purr under his touch.
                      “Master, more lube please.” I begged.
                      He put another dollop on my tight hole but added another finger, stretching me. I groaned, wishing I could reach back and move the dildo in my pussy. I began grinding my hips, trying to get some motion out of it. It vibrated but it didn’t move, it didn’t plunge into my sex, it was just there.

                      “Please Master, Please.” I begged him.
                      “Please what, my sweet.” He asked as if not knowing.
                      “Please fuck my pussy.”
                      “No. I think not.” And he pulled the dong from my hot cunny. I cried even louder now that it was gone and I had nothing at all.
                      “Nnnnmmmm Master, give me something.”
                      “OK, pet.” And I suddenly felt the dildo head intrude into my asshole. It pushed my tight ring wide, wider than his two fingers. I cried out and tried to get away but Steve wrapped an arm under my waist, holding me to him.
                      “And you said you would never run from me.” He chuckled and worked the dong deeper into my butt, twisting it and then moving it in and out.
                      “Master, please, I don’t like it.” But my wiggling bottom just made it more entertaining for him and worse for me.
                      Steve smacked my ass really hard this time. “Andi, HOLD STILL!” he barked loudly. I stopped trying to get away and just dropped my head, almost scrunching up to my knees.

                      The dildo went away and I thought I was saved but Master pushed something else into me and it grew fatter as it went in. I just bit my lip and took it. The butt plug filled my hole and my ass ring clamped around its stem. It was in and the stretching kind of burned. I wanted to push it out but it made it hurt worse. I kneeled there, almost in a little ball on the floor, trying to breathe shallow, trying not to move. I really didn’t like it but I didn’t want to use the safe word, not this early.
                      “Andi.” He said to me and I didn’t respond. “Andi” He said louder and swatted my ass. I jerked, not from the smack but the way it made the butt plug move.
                      “Master” I said meekly into the hard wood floor.
                      He unhooked my wrist restraints and unwrapped my leash and started to lead me across the room. I really didn’t want to move but as the leash went taut my arms and legs slowly moved.
                      “Is this difficult for you, my pet?” he finally seemed to show concern.
                      “I am trying Master.” And I kept moving. It was getting better. I breathed deeper now, trying to get more air and breathe through it. I followed him out the door of the bedroom and when we got to the steps, he told me to stand.

                      I walked down the steps in front of him. The plug going left or right each time I stepped down. Once I reached the bottom, it was just uncomfortable not hurting anymore.
                      “See that was easy.” Steve said. “Now back up.”
                      I started up slowly but Steve wacked my ass “Run” and I ran to the bedroom. I knelt on the floor because Master had dropped the leash on the way and it made my butthole feel better.
                      He stood above me and looked down at me “Why didn’t you use the safe word?” He asked.
                      “Because I could take it Master, it was bearable.” I looked to the floor.
                      “You cried and I expected you to use the safety.”
                      “Was this a test then, Master? Did you put me through pain to see if I would give?” I didn’t like what just happened but I wasn’t sure if I should tell him that.
                      He squatted down and lifted my chin to see my eyes. “Andi?”
                      “I didn’t like that Master. I didn’t but I did it for you.” I turned from his fingers and looked back down.

                      I wasn’t sure what would come next but he sat down with me and pulled me into his lap.
                      “It wasn’t erotic?” He asked, his hands stroking me
                      “Not for me, Master.” I said what he already knew.
                      “What was it then?” He asked softly.
                      “A little humiliating.” I confessed.
                      “Which parts?” he smoothed my hair and kissed my forehead.
                      “I didn’t like crawling Master. I told you I wasn’t a slave.” I said with some force.
                      “You did, at the very beginning and I guess I kind of ignored that.” He kissed me softly and looked in my eyes. “I’m sorry”
                      And we talked for the rest of the night. No more play, we just talked and did the real homework that both of us had glossed over. Eventually we did take the butt plug out though.

                      P.S. All these places in Denver actually exist. Highland Gardens Cafe, The Crypt (sex store) even the Jewelry store but I don't live in Denver.

                      in reply to: What Uniforms do you like? #76494
                      Momma_andrea
                      Participant

                        I kind of like the Kitty outfit and I have never done that kind of play ever in my life
                        but it sounds intriguing

                        in reply to: Pantless Fridays! Protest! #51223
                        Momma_andrea
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                          I took my pants off.
                          or is this a guy thing?  hmm.

                          in reply to: raelyn. I’m new to the forum #77157
                          Momma_andrea
                          Participant

                            Hi, my fellow Newbie.  It is fun and there are very nice people here.

                            in reply to: Pregnant body and lactating boobs kink #76996
                            Momma_andrea
                            Participant

                              LOL

                              in reply to: Pregnant body and lactating boobs kink #76994
                              Momma_andrea
                              Participant

                                We have talked about in several topics… two of them I give the link. There are more ideas and opinions and I suggest to use these threads.

                                https://funnyadultgamesplay.com/forum/index.php/topic,911.0.html

                                https://funnyadultgamesplay.com/forum/index.php/topic,1728.0.html

                                I hear what you are saying, you dont want a duplication of topics.
                                But I think TaraRizen (I know I was) was talking about Breeding.  IE. Getting pregnant in a scene.
                                Am I wrong Tara?

                                in reply to: Discovering Andi #75115
                                Momma_andrea
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                                  I describe my characters Loosely, so all of you can form your own Image in your mind as to what they look like
                                  But this is what Steve looks like in my mind  (It's Nathan Stark from Eureka (tv show))

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