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  2. Poor šŸ‚. But at least no mules were harmed in making this photo.
  3. I had posted about this a few years ago in another thread. I've always had a fondness of a womans backside and a scent fetish, but my fart fetish developed from this moment in memory.
  4. Today
  5. …combine it with a gloved hand in my mouth for a job well done, and it’s unmatched.
  6. When I was in middle school there was a school dance, and I was there with a sweet girl in a sun dress. A brilliant girl one grade older with punk-styled hair, the scent of unshaven pits and cigarette smoke, and piercing eyes behind over-sized glasses pulled on my belt loop and said ā€œcome with me.ā€ I followed her into the dark gym, and she grabbed me and thrust her tongue down my throat. I followed her like a puppy for a year, and I’ve never been the same.
  7. Mistress Kildare

    Mistress Kildare

  8. It was the electrics for me... When I was 7-ish, I had a friend whose backyard had an invisible electric fence to keep their dog inside. One day, we convinced her little brother to wear the dog's collar and roll down the hill, across the electric line. Seeing his body jerk made me feel euphoric, or high, almost. I remember thinking that the sound he made was so funny! The best part of it all was that he agreed to do it again... When I was a teenager, I got my hands on a tens unit and had quite a bit of fun lolololol Also, did anyone else ever tie up their dolls?
  9. HAHAHHA
  10. She is beauty, she is grace, she will slap you in the face ā¤ļø
  11. I don’t know, but if they could loosen them I would appreciate it
  12. Yesterday
  13. 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 ā€œslippedā€ 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.
  14. To make mistresses laugh is the best privilege you could have
  15. 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
  16. Your "boys" are so lucky. I bet it will make a lot of subs jealous of the sweet treat from mistress lovely
  17. If I don’t fail sometimes, how could I ever learn to do better!
  18. Such a flattering review… I might let your ā€œboysā€ recover. Then again, you did call me hotter than asphalt. I may have to live up to that next time šŸ’‹
  19. 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 ā€œboysā€ 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.
  20. theDumbMule

    Workwear

    Yes Mistress
  21. I want you wearing nothing but a bowtie next time. You won't have to work too hard to amuse me wearing that. See, always looking out for your best interest.
  22. theDumbMule

    Workwear

    I like the work place dress code at the Fortress šŸ˜
  23. Uh ohā€¦ā€Someā€ is probably a good way of putting it. But willing to voice the pain I’m experiencing for feedback to the mistress is what I was trying to convey šŸ˜‰
  24. What part of the south are you from?
  25. Oh you know it! Let’s just say actions speak louder than words. šŸ˜
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