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Megan was still asleep, and I had been watching her for nearly twentyminutes. Her blonde hair cascaded in waves over the pillow and her face waspeaceful and content. I smiled as I watched her breathing, her chest slowlyrising and falling in rhythm with her breaths. The sheet had fallen down aroundher waist, leaving her chest exposed. I slowly moved my hand over to herbreasts.

They were still asleep, just like the rest of her, but I had made up my mindtowake them up. I slowly began tracing her nipple, barely touching it, verycarefully circling her breast. The nipple sprang to life. I increased thepressure a little bit, rubbing the nipple until it jutted out from Megan'sbreast like a hard little rock. It was only then that Megan stirred.

She moaned a little, then stretched her arms up over her head and yawned.Finally, she looked over at me and smiled. "Good morning, gorgeous," I greeted her. She looked down to see myhand begin to squeeze her exposed breasts. She smiled at me, happy for thisearly morning gift. "Hmm, mmmm, that feels so good." Megan closed her eyes and prepared herself tofeel every sensation that I chose to give her. She arched her back a little,moving her breasts closer to my waiting hands. I smiled at her eagerness andbegan groping her. Her breathing became quick and shallow as she let herselfbetaken away in my gentle caresses. Just when she was beginning to feel reallygood, my touch stopped. Surprised, she opened her eyes and moaned in protest.My face was solemn and my eyes told her that something was wrong. "Have you forgotten about last night, my slave?"Her stomach dropped. She had hoped I had forgotten about her transgressionlast night, but I never forgot. It had started out so innocently. The twoof us planned on a quiet evening at home together. Megan had laid down on herbed, eagerly awaiting my return from work. She knew that once I was home, Iwould prepare her for my pleasure. She would be bathed in pleasant-smellingoils and her hair would be brushed until it shone like the sun. Then, I wouldapply the wax to her pubic area and under her arms and slowly, agonizinglyripthe hair out, one by one, prolonging the pain as much as I could. I wouldattach the leather collar around her neck and fit her ankle and wrist cuffson.Finally, I would attach the little bell to the ring that I had placed on Megan'sright labia. Megan knew that it was only then, when she was clean andprepared for me, that she would be able to serve me. She had looked at theclock. She still had at least an hour until I got home from work. Megancouldn't wait any longer. Moaning softly, she began to caress her bare breastsand her fingers slowly moved down to her pussy. Thoughts of me rushed throughher head as she began to rub herself. She wasn't allowed to masturbate withoutmy permission, but she had figured that what I didn't know wouldn't hurt me.Just as she orgasmed, she heardsomeone clear their throat in the doorway of the room. She had looked up tosee me staring at her, disapprovingly. "I see you don't need my company tonight, slave," I had said. Meganknew better than to protest. She sat up from the bed and hung her head inshame. I had gathered my things and told her that I wouldn't be back untilmuchlater. "Where are you going, Master?" she had asked, tears running down her face. Shenew she had failed me. "That is none of your concern, Megan. I will deal with this in themorning." When the door slammed and I had left, Megan had cried. She hatedtodisappoint me, and she knew that she had been a disobedient slave. All ourplans for a romantic evening had been ruined because of her. Now, the morningafter, Megan remembered that she had slipped into bed after midnight when Istill hadn't reappeared. She had cried herself to sleep and she hadbeen too exhausted to hear me return at two in the morning. Now, she knew shehad to face punishment for failing her master.

I had slipped out of bed and stood in front of her, tall and imposing. "I want you to do everything I say, Megan. Don't ask any questions and don'thesitate. Prove to me with your obedience that you are sorry and that youdesire to be a slave to me." I smiled secretly when I saw her lower lippop outand the tears begin to fall.I didn't really mind Megan's disobedience. It excited me that she was suchasexual creature. However, rules are rules, and nothing excited the two of uslike a punishment session. I tried to hide my amusement and instead said inthesternest voice I could muster, "Get out of the bed."Megan rose, her head hung low. She knew she had to take whatever I wouldgive her, and she would do it gladly. She wanted me to see that she wassorry and that she could take anything I would dish out. "Go over and face the wall, slave. Stand with your legs spread far apart andyour hands on the wall over your head."She did as she was told. She knew I was watching her every move, seeing ifshewould hesitate. She stood before me now, bracing herself against the wall,waiting for my touch. I stood behind her. "Megan, I put up with a lot from you. I don't ask for much, but you continue todisobey me, and I can't stand for that." She heard me rustling aroundin adrawer for something. "You need to learn a lesson. Prepare yourself forapunishment." Her stomach tensed in anticipation as she braced herself.Shefelt her whole body tense up, knowing what was coming. I put a hand on herbackso I could get leverage and brought the flogger down across her ass as hardas Icould. She jumped. No matter how many times she was whipped, the firststroke always startled her. She brought her hands down to her buttinstinctively, trying to rub out the damage done by the lash. She heard mesighat her from behind. "Slave, you know the rules are that you are not allowed to moveyourself from that position against the wall unless I gave you permission.Youmoved your hands. That just brought you more punishment." She quicklyreturnedher hands to the wall. "Now, slave, can you hold position or do I need to tie you?"She shook her head. "No Master, I'm sorry. I won't do it again."She knew the punishment would be much worse if she were tied. She wasdetermined to get through this as quickly as possible so that she could continueserving her master in the way that I deserved.

I waited for Megan to brace herself again, then once again brought theflogger down across her ass. She groaned a little, but held position. "Thatwas much better, slave," I told her. I increased my rhythm a little, landingfour strokes across her thighs as quickly as I could. She cried out and bounceda little from the pain, but her hands did not leave the wall. Smiling, I knewthat with the next stroke, she would have no choice but to disobey. I swungmyarm all the way back and brought the flogger up between her legs, landing ahardstroke right on her mound and her clit.

My hand, softly cupping Megan's pussy...just before I bring the lash oncemore under her...mmmm...soothing Megan's reddened ass with myhands...caressing...softly smoothing her pained flesh...roaming under her wetcunt, I move under her, tongue tasting the saltiness of Megan's groin whileher juices are flowing...and letting her pussy continue responding to my handwhile her hips are unashamedly moving her clit to rub against me, as I holdmy hand still for Megan to moan...and then...withdrawing my hand so sheknows...the lash...about to....*whack*...and Megan again jumps...with herslick juices now dampening the lashes...my grip pulling her hair back roughlyso she now looks up at the ceiling...I tell her..."You must learn to beobedient to me...to be a good slavegirl for me..."

I bite into Megan's neck, teeth marks showing...as my hand returns to herhotcunt...her pussy rubbing hardernow...then...*whack*...again...again...again...up under her legs she feelsthe lashes...jolting her entire pussy up into the air...it seems...as mystrokes are brutal...meant to hurt...and cause tears and pain now...

"Is my pussy wet, a bit...slave?", feeling the heat rising intohernipples...her face flushed with some degree of desire...then...as shefeels...a lash again...she feels my hand once again also...guiding my hard,throbbing...dripping cock to her pussy...so wet and brutalized now tellingMegan, "Tilt your ass...up on your toes...slavecunt...grip this cock insideyour lips...and hold it there" As I take each nipple...rubbing her cuntjuices on them to slicken them as my fingers twirl...and pull them topleasure ... enough to make Megan acknowledge the inescapable orgasm beginbuilding inside her errant pussy. As my cock is held so carefully...I bringmy lash back down HARD on her back legs...causing Megan to impulsivelysqueeze her pussy so hard she pops the head of my cock...out.

"Ohhhhhhh....bad slave!...very, very bad slave!...you've failed me...AGAIN!!"Now...I turn her to face me, grabbing Megans's shoulders, so limp now in myhands, daring not to show one sign of resistance...as I tie her arms tightlyabove her head..."Never ever find anything more important than my needsandwants...serving and servicing these things...are your purpose...to become theperfect slave to me!!"

I know you well, slavegirl...as you want this so at times, then you feeltrapped...and like a wild animal, you have to get away at any cost, butthen...you come back...because you want, but it's much more than just a "want"...without it you would suredly die...for I am more than just a part ofyou...I am your life...and you know I know that, so you want it as I can giveit to you...as you won't take it from anyone else, could never imagine yourlifewith anyone else...you not only love this...but as it became an expressionofyour life, slave...you have fallen in love with me, your master...

"You don't want anyone else knowing how you really want to be...needto betreated...how you really are, Megan...afraid to trust anyone else to be ableto give what you need...and then...let youalso be as you need...without it at times...but with it much much more thanyou ever can be without it...my sadistic domination of your life...as you askfor and need to be punished...for bolting from me...for any reasonwhatsoever, if I choose or not...it doesn't matter...you live for myattention, no matter how I dispense it...gently and lovingly...or likethis"...

"You do know you're to be punished, Megan"

"Yes I know Master"

"You need to be punished...to show that you're aware of being wrong...beingbad...needing to show me you're willing to take what I give you...so you'll tryharder next timeto please me. Also pretty slave, you do this because you know I enjoy seeingyou in pain like that...don't I?...and you enjoy feeling that pain...for me,don't you? You'll do anything for me, won't you?

"Yes Master."

"I'd love to see you arching your back now...on your hands andknees...pushing that redlil raw pussy up to me...asking me to fuck you...hard and rough. You do loveme to fuck you hard...don't you...my lil cuntbitch? You love to bepunished...but you need to be too...so...you can't get my cock in younow...Meagn, my bad lil cunt whore...you nasty lil dirt-rubbing pussy...I'dhave you begging now...as I have you on your hands and knees...to fuckyou...rape you hard and oh, so cruelly...so that'll be your punishment...toleave you lying in the dirt...all night...cum...squeezing out of your pussy.You better beg me...whoreslut...or I'll make you wish you were never born!"

"No, I don't want to beg."

"Then...find out what I do to bitches who think that they can refuseme!!"Laughing in some maniacal tone, I jerk you up by her hair...off thefloor..."No cunt of yours is going to entice me to fuck itnow...whore!"...dragging her...to the wall...taking each arm... tyingit wideto the side, parallel to the ground...with gravel toned voice telling Meganto spread those cunt lips by having her feet outside this 4' wideboard...never bringing them closer."

"No."

"Oh my gosh!!!!...Megan, you foolish lil idiotbitch!!

I grab her cunt...squeeze it so hard she has tears flowing freely...her lipstrembling...can't breathe it hurts so bad...as my nails dig into Megan's cunt...squeezingit like a foam rubber ball...over and over again...I grabit...hard...harder...even more harder now, with fingernails tearing into hersoft smooth skin...looking into her squinted eyes, closed so tightly...teethclenched...as if anything she could do now would avert my tempestous lust todevour her impertinence...

"You like this, bitch?...you feel like cumming for me...like the lildogwhore you are?" Then...as I squeeze these cunt lips so hard...and biteon hernipples, watching her eyes as she looks and sees her nipples pulled outwardbetween my teeth...my eyes drilling into Megan's soul, this aggression shebrings out in me..."You better cum for me loud and hard...like the whorefuckyou know you are to me...bitchslut!!"

Megan did...screaming a most terrible primal burst of energy...screaming fromboth the pain and the exquisite orgasm she finally was allowed to haveripping herself apart from within...her body...likewise bucked and contortedas if volts of searing electricity possessed her totally...god was she sogorgeous right at this very moment...

"Now look what you've done to my hands, you sorry little fuckslut...allwetand slimywith your cunt juices!!!...Fucking whore!!!!...lick it off...kiss myhands...tell me you love me to hurt you...want to be punished like the filthyslutfuck you are."

"No"

What a mistake...and she knows what it does to me to ever have anythingnegative shown to me by any slave...ever...

"You think you can defy me, don't you, Megan?...even now?"

"Fuck you"

I slap her tits now with my lash...20 times...each tit...criss crossing,under and over...directly over the aerola, the nipples...refusing to soften...

"Stop it you fuck head...let me go!!"

Over and over again...I bring my lash over her tits...hurting,stinging...ripping...taking a gag now...ball gag...press it into Megan'smouth to stop those stupid driveling words ofhers..."You are so foolish"...as I rip her legs now wide open...tyingthemthrough iron rings to weights, now off the dungeon floor...so she can hardlymove them...before they stretch that cunt open so wide it feels like she'lltear in two.

...I love to watch her struggle, her spirit...so erotically arousing to me...

Megan knew the game we played. She lived for it - punishment asdeviously as Ichose, each time a bit different, maybe not more severe or intense, but itwas how sheenjoys body-shuddering orgasms like she has to have. Addicted to it, to me,she is verygood at "asking" me to use her body and mind as my erotic tool, mysexualinstrument forbringing pleasure to her. She'll immediately deny that this is her drug, heraphrodisiac,but she knows that I know her better than anyone on this earth. What sheconfides in me,during times of confession, relaxed intimacy, is not only her way of lettingme know herpast and the particular "sexual imprinting" that sears her soul,but also herunique recipefor pleasure. The game increases now in tempo.

"You pathetic little whore!!! You deny me and then think you candefy me??!!"She was spread as tight as a banjo string, her legs gradually giving up theirresolve toremain anything but closed, away from me. The double-stacked plastic milkcratesalready are mashing her reddened ass into a lattice-work of pressure points.Her arms areshackled above her, sadistically chained and now wrapped into her braidedhair, more knotted than braided, but I did not care at this point for herdelicacy in alluring me to her...yet still Megan isbeautiful and still smelling so fragrant from her dedication to alwayspresent herself tome as my willing sexslave. What is about to happen, unbeknownst to her isthe struggleto not only keep her legs and pelvis from dipping into an excruciatinglytortuous anglebelow horizontal, but if she does not now pull up with her arms as fiercelyas she can, hergorgeous blonde hair will slowly be drawn so severely, she might rip it out-an event shenever expects. But not willing to damage this exquisite creature, she alsodoesn't knowthat above her wrists, another short chain is also attached in that maze ofwebbing so shecan only sink a few inches. This chain itself tightens to the support,keeping her aloft withonly the sensations of needles piercing her scalp.

To you, the reader, this seems so sadistically cruel, but I do thisnot for me, butfor her. She only orgasms when she masturbates alone, and when she canrelive thetorture - and the more fiendish I express this to her, the more intensepleasure herorgasms build.

What a totally vulnerable sight this hard-bodied professional model -nowsexslave is. Tears run down her porcelain smooth face. Perspiration dripsfrom herbreasts. Teeth try to clench inside her gagged mouth as snorts of air plungedown hernose. Her eyes shut so tight. The exertion on her legs, facilitated by theunforgiving 50#weights looped through rings and then tied to her ankles, cause even herouter labia toopen, revealing her wet, swollen clit.

Pondering the moment, "Should I bring you more despair, my gorgeouslittlegirl?", as I flick her rock-hard nipples, twist them as I lick the saltinessfrom between herheaving breasts. She only moans. "Really? More? Then allow me to helpyoureallylearn what your defiance earlier has purchased."

Wide-eyed I step away, move behind her to place a wide nylon strapunder andaround her thighs, ratcheting this momentarily up, then kick the milk cratesout fromunder her, banging them across the slate floor. Whispering into her ear, "Now my sweet,your legs are spent," as I bring the flogger down fiercely at the junctureofhermagnificent legs...again, and again, and again, and again...directly onto herswollen cunt.Her arms grab hard to pull herself...where??...away from me?? I laugh untilI almostchoke. "No, no, no, no, noooo precious girl. Your situation gets much,muchworsenow." The ratcheted nylon strap was only as supportive as I choose. "Oh,pretty baby,now I'm going to relieve you of this burdensome old thing," and I slowlyletthe clackingof the reversing ratchet loosen the support. Not only her wearied legs givecompletelyout to the demands of the ankle weights, and her perfectly rounded ass beginsitsinevitable descent below horizontal, but she also feels the incredibletension now on theroots of her hair.

Snorting with terror-filled eyes, she pulls hard on the support aboveher head,knowing I'll really leave her...until it does rip her hair. (But we know I'vealready plannedto avoid such a senseless waste...shhhh).

Her arms tremble and shake from the hideous demands I make on them.Theloose ends of the chains tinkle like a wind chime. Her tears flow freely,dropping off herexquisite cheek bones. "Darling, let me give you something to take yourmindoff of thismean old predicament." I attach clamps to her shuddering nipples, so wetthey slip offthe first two times I try to close them on her buds. Then I smile into hereyes so sweetlyas I pull her wet outer lips of her precious cunt and do likewise. Muffledscreams.

I can almost hear the pain sear through the gag as she writhes, theweight of herentire body easily too much for even her toned arms to prevent for long.It's only whenher absolute desperate terror of immolation is certain, that she's saved fromlosing herhair by the sadistic exactness of my predicted slack.

"My pretty girl, so ready to say 'no' again to me? To use profanityin my presence,and directed towards me?" She looks with eyes begging, constrained mumblingrushingfrom her gagged mouth. "No? I don't think you do either", and I releaseherhair byunclipping my snap-link, letting it drop onto her back, rivulets of sweat nowrunningdown and dripping of her pointed ass.

"But precious girl, I have a new instrument I created and I do thinknow is theperfect time to 'give it a test run', whattya say?" Now Megan is surehercareless wordswill never be uttered again. It doesn't matter. She's mine. I don't care.

With her mouth already crammed full of the foam rubber ball gag, shewatches asI bring a swimmer's nose clip in front of her eyes. I love to see how widethese incrediblygorgeous blue eyes can spread. With her hair released, she now shakes herhead violentlyaway from me as I shush her, stroke her matted hair...then grab a vise-gripfull of it andjerk her face to within an inch of mine. "Why do you still resist me,precious, when youknow it only buys you more of the...same?" I kiss her dewed little nose,socute...then letthe clamps snap her nostrils shut - completely.

I didn't realize what an inverted angle a woman's legs can reallyspread into, asmy unfortunate sexslave demonstrates. She bucks and screams as if she canshake thenose clip loose, and gradually, gradually she surrenders to the laws ofnature...and passesout. Her head droops forward.

Attentive as ever, I lift her chin softly. You'll remember that Ireally do adore andcherish this creature of my pleasure. First, taking the nose clip off andthen removing theball gag, she begins to draw into her parched lungs full breaths of gloriousair...stillunconscious.

Kissing her sweetly, she stirs, then groggily awakes to see me whereI left her...aninch in front of her face. "Please Mark, please!!" "Shhhhh,precious girl;you will eitherbe totally silent or I'll again have to let my gag and clip silence you -understand?" She isso very smart, one of her more attractive allures to me. She nods, lippoking out asrenewed tears descend. "Good girl", and I step back to reveal mylatestinvention ofpleasure. Megan stares in wonder, as I slide it towards her. A wheelfastened with, whatlooks like eight inch leather straps - obviously a whipping machine.

"No darling, I wouldn't just create something so one dimensional.What you don'tsee is the air compressor which supplies pounds of air that not only propelthis wheel toturn at any given speed, but with this valve here, I can choose the amountofair that fillsthese industrial-strength balloons that are encased by the two dozen sheathsof leather.And, by the way, they are well oiled with hypo-allergenic topical cream thatmakes themso very soft or turgid as any human tongue...or, given my whim, as taut asany eight inchlash you've ever imagined. Care to see?"

"You know, I was thinking of you when I devised it, my littlepain/pleasure slut.Now here, let me get it right at the juicy little cunt of yours, so neglectedbut so very,very wet." Allowing first the desired amount of pressure to make caressingtongues, Ibegin the revolutions of the wheel to create for her an ingenious degree ofthe best oralsex a woman could ever care to experience. Flipping from under her pussy, Imake sureit does what I intend. Her clit is also totally lapped over and over andover and overagain ad infinitum as Megan begins to feel such total pleasure, onlymomentarilydisturbed by the always surprising jolt of pain when I remove the clips fromher pussyand nipples.

"If you care to be a good girl to me again, Ms. Megan, I'll placethat wide strapback under these tortured little legs and raise you up ever so slightly soyou can relax andget tongue fucked with only delicious pleasure in mind. Care for me to dothat?" Shenodded. Very, very smart girl - didn't' I tell you?

Being the indulging Master that I am, I not only comfort her painedlegs by fullysupporting her weight with the straps, but I also recheck the angle of thewheel tomaximize the surface area along her sopping pussy. Gently increasing thespeed ofrevolutions, Megan begins to show all the signs of a deliciously, blossomingorgasm.

"Now precious, I'm going to get some refreshments and I just want youto spoilyourself with the new toy. Just remember...no sound...and I'll be rightback." She nodswith a look of complete rapture as she gives herself completely over to theministrationsof the tongues. What she doesn't know is that cameras and listening devices,along with aremote control for the wheel will, unfortunately, make sure she can't keepher promise.(Told you I was devious.)

Megan's tight cunt begins to throb as the spasms engorge her womb,contractingher uterus, sending waves of complete pleasure flowing throughout her entirebody andmind. Relentlessly the tongues lap...lap...lap...lap her shuddering cunt asshe once againstrains against her chains, this time in abandoned ecstasy. All of this I'mwatching on mymonitors, listening for that inevitable moan. I did not have to wait longfor my sweet, toovocal slave.

"Unnnnnnnhhhh.....Ahhhhhhhh......Mmmmmmmmm!!!", she so tries tosuppress,but I only smile, my cock alerting inside my pants. "Poor Megan, whatam Igoing to dowith you", as I witness a truly wondrous display of her sexuality. Herentire bodyconvulses, her head wavers from side to side, back and forth. Her teeth bitedown on herlips, but I only raise the volume of the microphones, as I touch thedungeon's outer doorso she too will know...She did it again...tsk tsk tsk.

As my feet reverberate down the stone steps, all that is heard is therapidity of thewheel's tongues...increased even more now, slapping a wet little naughty cuntthat is thebane of my poor Megan. Her eyes meet mine as I stride toward her, tearsagain soprecious and so sweet as I flick the machine off.

Her nose running now, eyes red with free flowing tears, my pitifulcreature's lipstremble as she so realizes how awful her plight continues to be. "Don'tfeelso muchself-pity, my sweet," as I hold a soft cloth for her to blow her red nose. "You do knowwhat I know, so we won't dwell on it, okay; we shouldn't make this any worsethan italready is, now do we?" Her eyes...gosh they are sooo beautiful, lookup atme like anexpectant child's, so ready to hear the good news.

"Well, darling girl, if I just 'let this go' for once, and...'justkeep it between me andyou', would that be all right?" She nods so cute, making her very besteffort to show meshe's learned her lesson. I gently stroke her tear-stained cheeks and leandown kissing hersoft hair, inhaling her feminine essence.

"But, but...you know pretty Megan...if I did that...you may loserespect for me,thinking your sweetness could just manipulate me some other time.Then...where wouldI be, baby?...Just a mockery of my former self, who I am?" That look ofimpendingdespair sweeps over her totally, realizing I am fair, firm, sometimes evengentle, butalways honorable to my own integrity.

"No prettiest girl ever...I think I'm going to have to show you theother feature ofthis newest toy...and I was so hoping to have a good reason to do so...withyou...tonight.And, with you being such a sweet, adorable little slaveslut...well, you'vebeen more thanwonderful in allowing just that!! Aren't you proud of yourself, now?" Thatgorgeouslittle bottom lip...immediately pokes out as the first tears drop by.

"Now, now, now...behave for me, my pet. I really did mean for you tomoan youknow. Here, let me just show you what my machine can do besides lapping yourlittlepussy into a frenzy. If I reverse the wheel, it will come over in a downwardmotion...AND...the other sides of the leather straps have the graingoing...hmmm, shallwe say...against you, not with you, if you catch my drift. So where the onemotion waslike a delicious tongue, this time when I pump more air into the leather,your soppy, wet,nasty, crusty cunt is going to be whipped incessantly till there's no moreofanything left -and it won't stop, you know, until I make it!!"

As I start the medieval torture device, I bend down to whisper, "Nowprecious, I'llbe good and won't make it hurt...too fast...too soon. I have to go backupstairs and leaveyou once again, because I have to meet a very special visitor.Hmmm...someone youknow, in fact!! Your younger sister has been exchanging e-mails with me thelast fewmonths, and she really thinks this idea of being a slave is just what shewants too. Iinvited her here to the sanctuary where I do intend to "give her" everythingher youngheart desires. Bye for now, prettiness. You know I'm as close as thenearest monitor." Tears/Panic/Hyperventilation...just when she thoughtshemay, at some time, be nearing the end of my pervisity. Hersister...mmmm...much more than I expected for one so young...but, do wait forthat story in the near future...

***Later, some hours pass...that same night...when Megan's strength istotally spent...the devious invention set to perform varying regularities ofspeed and intensity...never allowing her to know when, how much, for howlong...totally and desparately alone...to be a victim of some lifelesscontraption...used...only for my desire...even if I'm not there to witnessher depravity...her body finally and hopelessly droops as much as thistautness allows...

Absorbing this erotic scene in my heart, I silently creep back down thedungeon steps...Carefully assuring myself of her safety, it's only then Islowly allow my darling girl's limp body to seep to the comfort of the softfurs I have arranged below her...In her sleep, she is so incredibly deliciousstill to me...as she always is, truthfully...even as the imp she loves tobe...

I cradle her in my arms, as my precious little girl...with the mixtures ofmaster/lover/mentor/father all playing upon my heart...stroking her softness,her curled hair...now that she's had such a moment of exertion...and whisperinto her ear..."Megan, Megan...I love you darling girl...I love you sovery,very much...as you have captured my heart like no other...and have found yourplace within my soul...where you are always needed...alwayswanted...always...loved." And with the last words breathed into her...thosegorgeous eyes, that make my entire being rejoice, open up and I fall sodeeply into them, into her...as she reaches for me to hold us together in akiss...that lasts from the time I scoop her up into my arms, until I gentlylay her down once more...in my bed...where she will be cherished andadored...for the balance of this night...and even longer into the followingday...***

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