We still text each other constantly, mainly about what I am to wear that day. He may also have certain rituals that I am to perform for him. He sends ...e things to research, so that I am more knowledgeable about the BDSM lifestyle. I have been journalling and I send it to him daily so that is knows if I have a question or a concern. He is a very caring person and I feel special that he has chosen me as his submissive. It is a dream come true for me. Although, there are times when I feel. “Cassie, come help me touch up my face, okay?” Julie asked. “Sure, honey.” I replied. “Dan we will be right out.” We stepped into his bathroom and discussed our strategy. We decided to pretend we were hookers and would try to see how much he would spend to be with us. I thought it was a great idea. We both peed and fixed our make-up adding a fresh coat of lipstick. We slipped off our dresses and hung them on a hook on the back of the bathroom door. We were like total opposites, me in my ivory. Sits back down and turns the vibrator on low, sucks on it, and leans it back against my clit slowly gliding it through my lips. oddly. it feels good. i keep crying in hopes she will stop again. this goes on for another 5 min. this is when she turned it up. she starts down by my ass, and works up through my pussy lips. it hits my clit. un aware if it was pain or pleasure, my hips bounce into the air as wave of feeling showers up my spine, "BINGO" she yells and smiles. now focusing on my clit. I need to scream my passion for my Angel. Long nails scrape my hips as she starts to pull down my knickers, I sense her eagerness and try to help, to lift my arse, but my legs are dangling, my hands bound and in any case The angel is managing quite well on her own. I sag back, but only for a moment until she has thrown away my panties and I feel her warm breath on my pussy, her lips hovering just above and I try to push myself into her, but she maintains the separation. My minds screams.