Delicadeza, porque dominar no es hacer el bestia.
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Delicadeza, porque dominar no es hacer el bestia.
From the first moment Gordon had laid eyes on her, he decided, she would belong to him. He was after all a patient man. Many had referred to him as a Wolf. Not only because of the fact he had purchased the property close to Wolf mountain, but more, because of his cunning business acumen, his tenacity in pursuing and obtaining that which he most desires, in exactly the way he desires it .But mostly in business or personal life, what he wanted most was loyalty. Loyalty for him, identical to that which he had for those who worked for him and those he cared most for.
He had already been vigilant in his pursuit of her. Had he known it would have been as simple as having his nephew fall into the river while his extended family was at a family party in the park, He would have arranged for it he thought sardonically.
She was as gracefully as a crane as she dropped her handbag and cell phone to the shore, while she peeled off her jacket and slipped out of her shoes, then dove smoothly into the rapidly moving water, after the flailing child in a second. In a mere moment, she was all life saving action. She swam effortlessly to the little boy and pulled him to her. Gordon watched her in the water with the terrified child, holding him and speaking calmly to him. He watched as Tommy nodded his head and then he climbed on her back and she swam a frog like stroke, strongly back to shore with his small arms wrapped around her neck. He called everyone away from the shore while going in himself to gather his nephew, and then to assist her in exiting the water.
It was fall and the red and gold leaves had fallen in a beautiful carpet under the trees. Even with her wet hair, it’s deep copper color seemed to have been masterfully matched like the color swatches his designer would present him with for the corporate lobbies. She was a vision of beauty to him, even dripping wet and shaking from the cold.
Blankets had some how magically appear, He folded her inside one of the blankets, his arms holding her close for warmth. That day was 2 years ago, He had slowly overcome her defenses. and won her loyalty and admiration. All his efforts had led to this day. The day she agreed to become not only his submissive, but his wife, his property. From this day forward she would wear his collar.She would wear his ring. She would be his, together they would remember this unforgettable moment, when she presented him with her honor, her body and her soul, She relinquished the control of her life to him. she swore her love and all which was her, to him, from this day forward, forever more.
She was now claimed. She was his.
Trish Nielson
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Ella: Te cuento un secreto del Skype del otro día? Bueno... dos secretos El: Cuenta Ella: 1... Me dio una vergüenza horrorosa! Y no se por qué! 2... Casi me corro solo con el mango del cepillo!!!! Sin tocarme!!! Tenemos que volver a probar eso!!! Tengo que volver a probar ese cepillo.... El: Bueno quizá lo necesitabas, que tanto relajo no es bueno. Tensar la situación de vez en cuando tiene esas cosas Ella: Va... otro secreto... No me apetecía nada de nada... Pensaba, pero si nos vamos a ver el viernes! Que necesidad hay de esto!?? Pero luego me sorprendió lo super bien que me sentí después... y no sólo por el orgasmo El: Ah no? Y porqué entonces? Ella: Tu cara de felicidad (seguro fruto de tu orgasmo)... tu cara de orgullo... El: Jajajaja que grande eres. Sabes que haces que te ame? Que me vuelves loco? Lo sabes? Ella: ☺... me encanta hacer eso!!! El: Y por cierto... que te pasa? Te estás acordando y te estás mojando y te están entrando unas ganas de tocarte... Ella: Offuuuu.... El: Pues me encanta que la vergüenza te excite y verte cerda perdida abierta de piernas y ofrecida para mi como una puta perra en celo. Y luego... luego... llenarte de abrazos y mimos y decirte una vez más que te quiero como nunca quise, porque nunca tuve, realmente nunca tuve y hoy SI tengo. A ti. Ella: Siempre!!! El: 😂😂😂😂 tú dirás lo que quieras, pero eres una cochina en toda regla, que lo sepas. Ella: 🙈🙈🙈 Por tu culpa!!! 😅 El: No no, esa es tu esencia, la llevas desde siempre, eres tú, aunque te avergüences. Yo solo lo saco a flote. Y además, te pasa que aunque sabes que no está bien, que no deberías hacer esas cosas ni sentir lo que sientes... no lo puedes evitar. Y eso te provoca más vergüenza, y esa vergüenza más excitacion y ganas, por lo que te avergüenzas más, luego más excitacion y así en una espiral que no puedes evitar. Te encanta en el fondo ser mi cochina. Y ahora... escóndete, pero vas a seguir siendo la misma puta sumisa 🤷🏻♂️. Y además de sentir todas esas contradicciones y tener esos conflictos internos que no puedes explicar ni evitar... te encanta, que es lo peor, cochina. Ella: Me ENCANTA que te encante a TI!!!! El: No te engañes, a la que le encanta es a ti, independientemente de mis gustos. Tú esencia necesita humillación. Ella: Vale... pero tus gustos me gustan 😅 Ale... dejame trabajar, por favor 🙈 y permíteme que de momento me siga escudando en tus gustos... te lo ruego mi Amo. El: Venga va!!! Jajajaja te amo. Ella: 😁 Conversaciones al borde de la locura by Jonaga
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Photo Credit:Krzystof Zablonski
He adored her kneeling at his feet. He also was touched by the offered wine. But what held him captive, by his own slave, was the raw devotion for him which sparkled in her eyes. Naked trust and devotion, an unbeatable presentation. (tn)
Crédito de la foto: Krzystof Zablonski
Él adoraba verla arrodillarse a sus pies. Él también fue tocado por el vino ofrecido. Pero lo que le tenia cautivo, de su esclava, era la transparente devoción, que hacia que por él brillaran en sus ojos. Desnuda confianza y devoción, una presentación inmejorable. (tn) @newlifeahead
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