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There she kneel, as I had requested, nude, on a yoga mat. She wasn’t a brat, there was no need to bend her will to mine. Anything I wanted, I could have. There were only a few limits we had discussed. She told me she yearned to fully submit to someone. And she yearned for that person to be me. 
She was beautiful, in her submission, in her gentle way of showing me affection. 
 

Things had recently gotten in the way, buying an old farmhouse, work, working on remodeling the farmhouse by hand. We both needed this. 
 

We had booked this home, it was exquisite, and it had cost a small fortune. I sent her ahead, with explicit instructions. 
 

Nude kneeling, she was there. Not paying attention to me as per my written instructions.  The scene that I had told her to expect was fresh on my mind. She had laid out all my tools exactly as I had requested. Everything was perfect. I sat down on the Italian leather sofa, and looked at this beautiful scene. 
I was grateful for that submission. Grateful it was for me she was doing it. 
I picked up my camera, shot several frames, wanting to memorize this perfect moment created by her. 
She didnt move or protest. She knelt. 
I sat back down, and clapped. She looked at me and started crawling towards me across the freshly cleaned wood floor, dragging her nipples, just as instructed beforehand to do. 

Perfect, I thought. 
“good girl” I growled. 
She slowly stood, letting me take in her entire naked body, then turned and bent over to reveal to me that she was being very obedient. She wore the butt plug I had told her to. 
It all turned me on, know that she carefully followed my instructions. “Very good girl” I said, licking my lips, as I touched her ass. 
My passionate feral, primal side was starting to take over as I could feel the lust grow and the desire to take her started to come over me. 
Wait, I told myself, this will only get better the longer I hold out. 
As she was bent over, I felt how wet she was, probably from anticipation. She was very wet, almost soaking. And she quivered as I touched her to check. 
“You are very wet” I stated “good”

I slid one finger into her wetness easily, feeling her squeeze her muscles, 
she gasped and let out a small involuntary moan. 
Good I thought, very good. 
I clapped twice, and she stood up straight. I stood, towering over her, and I bent to kiss her neck, and cup her breast, pinching her nipple as I touched her skin. 
Over her eyes I applied the blindfold she had placed on the sofa, and clapped once again. 
She turned and knelt again, this time with her breasts against the coldness of the leather couch, and her ass completely exposed. And she said, “I am yours, sir, please do with me as you wish”

My pent up primal ness and my desire for her and to prove to her that I was her Dom flared up once again almost ruining the scene we together set up. 
I wanted her.  More than ever. I wanted to give in.. but I held back, trying to make the scene and this perfect moment last longer, I selected the rope, quickly tying her wrists and then tying her arms to her ankles. 
I stepped back to admire my handiwork, this night was going perfectly as planned, I only had to hold out a little longer, I thought. 
Her ass, now rounded to perfection, her face buried in the sofa, her restrictions in place… I slowly unbuttoned my pants, I was throbbing to enter her. Wait, I thought, as I grabbed the flogger. 
I lifted the flogger silently into the air… Whoosh, smack… the quietness was ripped apart by this moment, she gasped, then said, “thank you sir, may I have more?” Perfectly execution of what we had discussed, there will be some rewarding happening very soon, I thought, as I delivered one after another blow to her reddening ass cheeks. 

With every blow, the desire to stop and enter her, feeling her insides squeeze my cock grew. 20 blows. 26 blows. 30 blows.. 
She was in tears, but still repeating and asking for more. 
I stopped, felt her ass, it was hot from the *** it was getting. 
Slowly, I removed her plug, and grabbed her vibrator, I pressed it to her exposed clit. 
Her legs started quivering as I pressed harder and then softer and repeated this action. I knew she was almost ready.. 


To be continued…

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