A Masochistic Lesbian Slave
Previous Post | Next Post (Please keep in mind that this post was written a full year ago before the time of publishing.) “Am I allowed to take the clamps off please, Mistress?” Lois: “Not yet. Make yourself cum and collect squirt in a bowl or similar, if you squirt.” She wanted me to do what? I mean… I had thought about how she might Continue Reading →
Previous Post | Next Post (Please keep in mind that this post was written a full year ago before the time of publishing.) Lois came online unexpectedly and I was so happy because I was free and no one was home! Maybe we’d finally be able to do a session again? She said that she thought I needed a new mask and that sparked a Continue Reading →
Previous Post | Next Post (Please keep in mind that this post was written a full year ago before the time of publishing.) I’d bought myself a new toy without Lois telling or suggesting me to and I didn’t ask her about it either. This was fine, of course; no rule against it but I never usually got things for myself. But I was curious Continue Reading →
Previous Post | Next Post In the morning of this particular day, Miss Lois had been briefly online and asked if I had a busy day today. She said that she had to go but that she might say hello later on if her day wouldn’t be too crazy. Three hours later she came back online and pointed out that I’d seemed to be rather Continue Reading →
I was very insecure and hated myself a lot, as I still do when I start having a depressive breakdown. I asked her: “Do you ever just wish that you would’ve met someone that’s a true slave but without all this extra baggage?” Continue Reading →