I'm at The Dominion. Chatting to Ladies and subs, relaxed but expectant. The familiar box appears in the bottom right corner. He has logged on.
My heart beat quickens, my stomach flips: My boy is here. My gorgeous, sexy, funny, clever, horny little slut is here to worship at my feet.
He arrives and scurries over. I grab his leash. He greets me in his usual fashion. I am smiling at my computer. I am smiling at him. My own, MINE. I am proud of him. He gives me my power, he brings out all the best that is within me. He fires me up. He excites me. He makes me feel like a Goddess.
I want to deovur him, consume him. Possess his very core. I want to claw at him, bite him, grasp him, tease him and torment him. I love to hear him cry, beg, and whimper. And moan, oh how I love his moans, his desperate, animalistic grunts and gasps.
His presences makes me wet. My sex throbs just having him at my feet.
I want to know him inside and out, I want him. I WILL have him.
I am the ying to his yang, the control to his yielding. His submission empowers me. He completes me.
I lust him.
It is beautiful.
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