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Please share that fateful day that has caused you to become who you are. I’d say my sadism started when I was around 5 or 6. My friends and I were using jump ropes at the playground. Since there were 5 of us, we decided to do double dutch. Everything was all good fun until one of the girls had gotten struck by the rope. We stopped as she stood there, red faced with pain as she rubbed her arm. I’m not sure why, but I just stood there and stared at her. The look on her face just brought…satisfaction to me. The image lingered in my head for days. Every time we went to the park, I just couldn’t get rid of the feeling to strike her again. Finally, one day my hand “slipped” and the rope struck another. Not the same girl, but still the same feeling. I realized that seeing someone else receive my pain made me feel good. After that fateful day, I’ve spiraled into knowing what else could bring me the same feeling. And that path has lead me to the world of BDSM.

To make mistresses laugh is the best privilege you could have

It's like you're prove your existence huh lol "hey I'm a good boy I'm still here look at me plz" Very cute

Hahaha no way

I love brats

Your "boys" are so lucky. I bet it will make a lot of subs jealous of the sweet treat from mistress lovely

Such a flattering review… I might let your “boys” recover. Then again, you did call me hotter than asphalt. I may have to live up to that next time 💋

Yesterday I had the privilege of sessioning with Mistress Lovely. She is highly intelligent, articulate, and excuse me for being a boy, hotter than the asphalt in Phoenix in July. We began with my being commanded to kneel to receive a flogging. Mistress Lovely teased me by dragging the flogger over my exposed skin prepping my flesh and psyche for the inevitable. Beginning slowly, then increasing the speed and stroke, I watched in the mirror as the agony I experienced was registering red on my flesh. After sating her sensual impact desire she tied me to a table face up. Being restrained and completely vulnerable with a beautiful dominatrix hovering above you is the most exquisite moment in a slave’s existence. Mistress Lovely lit a candle allowing it to burn down slightly. While this was occurring she looked into my frightened eyes with an impish smile of sheer delight. I was squirming already. Slowly, deliberately, she began dripping painful droplets of hot wax onto my torso creating a design that she was quite proud of. After Mistress’s artistic endeavor she had me flip over on my stomach. Just in case I had forgotten, she reminded me whose little slut I was, spreading my legs and demanding that I watch myself in the mirror. For the finale, Mistress Lovely resorted to some good, old fashioned ball busting. My “boys” were treated to slapping, twisting and pulling. And I bet they thought that they were going to escape her loving attention. Mistress Lovely may be new to TFF but she conducts herself like a seasoned professional. She listens and is attentive to her subs interests. Any time spent with her will reap the rewards you desire.

What part of the south are you from?

Tell your friend: it’s not either/or. We smear the pretty ones and break the brats 💋