You would watch your pets play and run around. We would cuddle up on the sand and you would take control of me so deeply and passionately. You were al...ays worried about me. If it was cold outside you would make me wear a hat and gloves to stay warm even though I didn't want to. I had never known anyone like you. Yes you were strict and demanding, but I loved every minute of it. I just wish I would have realized this then. I ran away from my destiny, I ran away from who I am and who I was. ?This is so you don’t swing too much while I torture you.? She said, standing up and looking me in the eyes. ?I guess it’s time I explained what’s going on. You’ve been my slave for a long time now, but at the same time, you haven’t. You’ve had too much control over what I do to you. Telling me when you’d had enough so I’d stop. I didn’t want to stop. I wanted to hurt you more. To see tears run down your face and listen to you scream. From this day forward, you have no more control. I WILL do. Shut up and lick my boobs! I ordered as I ripped my blouse open, revealing my braless breasts. Unfortunately, the beautiful blonde was still too shocked to understand what was happening. Taking things into my own hands, I grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her forward. Less than a second later, I had forced her to her knees and inserted a nipple into her mouth. Mmm?! she moaned. Before she could even think of pulling away, I ordered her to lick it. Too confused by the unexpected turn of. She scooted up onto the high armchair and crossed her legs with an unprecedented grace.The bartender excused herself, as she placed the portable bar tray in from of me and delivered my meal. A reflex action of licking my lips arrived simultaneously with the aroma of the grilled steak. She was watching me, as my dinner was placed before me and the ritual began. I leaned forward slightly and closed my eyes, inhaling the steam that rose from my plate. Once more I licked my lips. My mouth was.