her-master: Girls, next time you almost tell a man you’re “up for anything”, stop and think.

her-master: Girls, next time you almost tell a man you’re “up for anything”, stop and think.

Her-Master: Why Punish? I Received A Question From A Reader In A Long-Term Relationship Who Has Recently Begun Exploring D/S And Wanted To Remain Anonymous. (When I Say Long-Term, Think Decades, So Respect.) His Question Was Basically Trying To Understan

Her-Master: I Will Take You There, To That Place… I Will Drag You There, To Your Fear… Your Arms And Legs Weak, Your Stomach Hollow… Your Breathing Ragged Gasps… Your Head Spinning. Did You Make A Mistake? Can You Do It? Can You Go As Far As

Her-Master: Is That A Little Too Tight? Good.

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Her-Master: This, Too, Is Mine, Little One…

Her-Master: Shhh… Hold Still… Relax Little One. No… You’re Wrong… It’s Not Too Big To Go In… Good Girl… Just Relax… Feel Yourself Tighten And Push Me Out… Feel The Pressure Against Your Muscles… Push Me Out Again… Mmm.. Yes…

Her-Master: What Could Be Accomplished If We Had A Couple Weeks Of Uninterrupted Time… Perhaps Somewhere Isolated. So Many Possibilities…

Her-Master: You Are Mine. Nothing More Needs To Be Said. Nothing Else Matters–You Are Mine.

Her-Master: I Won’t Ask Much Of You, Little Girl. In Fact, I Won’t Ask At All. I Will Simply Take What Is Already Mine.

Her-Master: It’s Not Really Any Different Than Riding A Horse: If You Control The Head, You Control The Animal. Even More True With A Woman, And It Is A Delightful Moment When She Learns That For The First Time.

Her-Master: So Sweet… So Peaceful… So Exposed… So Ready.

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