look me in the eyes Look me in the eyes. Abandon that expression of superiority. Abandon all hope. Yesterday you were ju

look me in the eyes Look me in the eyes. Abandon that expression of superiority. Abandon all hope. Yesterday you were just a housewife who read stories in a Web and you found yourself getting excited with stories that your morals rejected. This Tomorrow you took your children to school. Then you went to get waxed, to the hairdresser. you have walked along Paseo de Gracia, while your mind invented a thousand and one excuses not to come to our appointment. Look me in the eyes. You have come. You know it. and now you are tied in a hotel bed. Naked Look me in the eyes. Because I'm going to sell them Your will belongs to you but outside of this room and this moment. This afternoon you had lunch with a friend and you were about to confess that you had met with one of the authors of stories on the Web that You visit furtively at midnight, when your husband has all his senses put on television and your children begin with their first dream. Barely You have fifteen minutes but you go on the Internet and look for new stories with that bug that runs through some space between your heart and lungs. You told your husband that this afternoon you had to go to chat with a friend who "allegedly" had problems and he will take care of it pick up the children while you remain tied and naked in this bed. The one that has a problem now it's you. You know it and it scares you. It scares you because You don't know my intentions and it scares you because you are starting to like what I you feel. You are tied low down, your thin and brown legs are bent backwards, tied to your narrow waist. Your ass is the size perfect and your shoulders are wide and bony. You shouldn't do so much swimming. You roll around in bed but can't get free. Last night you wrote me a mail. The definitive email. And I accepted your proposal. Now you are at the mercy of a stranger who first immobilized you with ropes and Now he is going to proceed to blindfold you. You feel my hand going up your calves, for your glutes, for your back. I grab you by the hair and after One last look I put the blindfold on you. You start to shake involuntarily and you make an effort to contain a few drops of urine that are about to escape You are truly scared. Truly excited. I I go to my bag and take out the riding crop. Listen carefully to my movements, try Guess what I'm doing. The first blow falls on your right glute and you make a short scream. You feel like saying "don't do it" but you bite the bullet. lip and lower your head. The blows burn your buttocks. It's a pain different from the one you know. It is a necessary pain. When the blows stop silence is overwhelming. Listen to your own breathing. Know yourself. Of again some noises announce to you that I am taking something else out of the bag. Bit then something starts to burn in your legs, an intermittent burning that goes up up to your buttocks and slides down your back. After a while you guess that I'm pouring drops of wax on you. You think the pain is necessary again and slightly unbearable. But I'm actually holding you up high too high. It's your first time and because it's your first time I'm letting you The drops cool as they fall. The next time the candle will be lower and the Wax will burn your skin. Silence again. The wax is starting to solidify on your skin. It is a strange feeling. The pain of the spanking muffled by the pain of the wax. You need a new pain. Suddenly you feel my hands massaging your buttocks, I'm opening them, looking at your ass and trying to guess how much resistance You will oppose what I am going to do. To what you have asked me to do in your email. You know what's going to happen and you put your forehead on the pillow and breathe in. deeply. One of my fingers enters your anus. It is oily and enters practically alone. You have never been sodomized. And you don't know if you want it now. But Something tells you that the time has not yet come to say "enough." a second finger enter your ass. Now it's starting to hurt. I insert both fingers until the second phalanx and you cry out in pain. I take them out gently and look at you ass. It is dilating. It's going to be easier than you think. This morning you were with your children at the school door and you looked at the other mothers and tried guess in their looks if they had ever done what you were going to do. That is impossible to discover. Tomorrow when you take your children back to school, they will look at you and not be able to guess that today you have been sexually humiliated by a stranger. I take off your blindfold. In front of My semi-straight cock belongs to you, it's not too big but it gives you the impression that it is a monster that is going to destroy your insides. After I blindfold you again, I smear my cock with oil (you can hear it and I you guessed) and I sit on top of you, my cocoon is at the entrance to your ass totally virgin. I start to push gently and your ass dilates little by little. bit. It hurts a lot and you grunt in protest but then you tighten your grip. teeth. It is what you have decided and you are willing not to appear weak. You've thought about it a lot and as my cock begins to open step on your ass you keep repeating to yourself "I must hold on". When tomorrow you If you get up to make breakfast for your children, your ass will hurt. and that will make you feel good Because it is something exclusively yours. It's your decision and your experience. You've been through this and now you know what it's like. You clench your fists while I begin to sodomize you with force. You are an excellent first-time submissive so I'm not going to make you suffer too much, on other occasions I usually delay the orgasm while I sodomize my submissives (changing the rhythm of the assfucking) but I'm going to be merciful with you so I give one last blow of my hip and nail it to you. even the balls while I fill your intestines with semen. You are crying and that are not just tears of pain. I take out my cock and go to the sink to clean myself. I have to leave you alone to figure out what's happening. You feel dirty. Tea you feel good Tomorrow when you take your children to school everything will be different although for the rest everything will be the same. Just like this morning. -- "Reflect night and day on the unreality of what you surrounds and of your own personality"