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The Limitless Submissive's Story, Part Two
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
- THE ENDLESS SUBMISSIVE'S STORIES - STORY NUMBER TWO
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With terrified eyes leveled some two and a half to three feet off the
cold dungeon floor, the sweating, panting, naked slave gazed fearfully
upward between heaving breasts capped with rigid reddened nipples
through the shaven valley so wet at the leather suspension straps that
gripped her heels and passed upward over the tops of her widespread feet
through the spread between her big toes and the cramped adjacent toes as
the straps vee'd upward to deep set eyebolts in the dark ceiling above.
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Her bound arms lay tight against her back and the long flowing
brown/blond hair hung silently and resiliently floorward, swaying with
her defeated body motions. For what seemed like hours, she had screamed
and begged and pleaded, all to no avail, as the suspended, vee'd column
of agony shone brightly under the single spotlight bathing the white
sweating, swaying naked form.
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The 18 karat gold rings that pierced her ears, nose, nipples and the
lips of her smoothly shaven and very wet nether orfice glimmered in the
glaring spotlight that illuminated the straining sweating form.
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Suddenly, without sound or warning, the swift, rushing sound of multiple
strands of well oiled leather reached her ears as the initial impact
registered upon her taut nerves, followed by the multi-thonged slap of
leather on flesh; wet flesh and oiled leather; As the lashes exploded
into view from between her legs and down across her quivering and
retracting belly.
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TOO LATE! The leather found its nine sweating paths and exploded in
feeling and sound and then retreated, rasping back through the spread
legs and split lips to hang beside the leather clad Master.
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"OH MASTER! PLEASE MASTER? AGAIN!!!!!........PLEASE!!!!!!???????.....
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ANYTHING......AAANNNYYYTTTHHHIIINNNGGG!!!!.......PLEASE........AGAIN!!!!
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(and, indeed, EVENTUALLY, she will........for HER MASTER is MASTER PAUL,
and well she knows the fate that lies before her..........for if she
would be HER MASTER'S POSSESSION, she must exceed the "performance" of
His best loved.......the so submissive, so profound and as yet unmatched
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The constantly quivering, shaking, now multi-orgasmic vee'd and
suspended column of sweating, moaning, pleading female flesh
tensed in anticipation as the Master's hand rose from behind the
suspended, split, spread legs and again presented the nine
stranded oiled leather "lover" in the exact track and path
previously traversed; This time to remain, as the handle was
dropped to rest between the spread nether cheeks and the thongs
slowly separated from the sweating, streaked belly to hang limply
downward toward the floor, barely reaching the valley between the
shaking, rigid nipple, peaked, breasts.
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"Please Master......IN BETWEEN..........please MMMAAASSSTTTEEERRR,
IIINNNN BBBBEEEETTTTWWWWEEEENNNN!!!!!"
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But all that could be heard and seen was the soft sound of bare
feet traversing the cold hard floor and the telltale sound of one
leather clad leg brushing against the other as the 6"-3" bare
upper bodied but black leather sheathed Master slowly assumed His
rightful position in front of the upturned, pleading, orgasming
"subject". A calloused forefinger reached forward, nail clipped
back to the quick, and slide slowly up and down between the
heaving, sweating breasts...........
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"yyyyyyyyyyyeeeeeeeeeessssssssss mmmmmmmmaaaaaaassssssttttteeeeerrrrrr...
recurrent and constant plea.
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the hissing, begging refrain never stopped as a pair of
forefingers, smoothly circled the sweat beaded bases of two
hugely swollen nipples, ever narrowing to brush the sides of the
now over senitized, deep red colored and gold ringed objects of
extreme sexual pleasure and fullfillment.
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Slowly, each finger raised the rings upward and over to lay
poised out of the way of future, further manipulation and teasing.
The short nailed thumbs joined their shortnailed forefinger
brothers as each pair slowly closed on the throbbing,
supersenitized nipples..........and closed, and closed and closed.
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"aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh............." came the hissing refrain, as
the leather bottomed tall figure tensioned each nipple more and
more and than slowly drew them toward Him........drawing the
entire, suspended, quivering upside down submissive forward and
upward, elongating the punished nipples and raising each breast
to a conical column of seemingly tortured flesh......seemingly
except for the resultant pleading response to this "tortured"
manuver, a response that reverberated through the stone lined
chamber..................
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"Harder, MASTER..........HARDER......PLEASE HARDER......more, oh
pppplllleeeeaaaassseeeee...........mmmmmmmmoooooooorrrrrrreeeeee!!!!!"
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A telling smile crept over the intense and always observant face
of the standing, leather clad Master, followed by a low, deep
masculine voice that uttered a single, repeated, questioning word.....
given......."MORE?"....and still more pressure was exerted by
thumb and forefinger as the retreating arms drew the now wildly
orgasming form ever further forward and upward by the severely
stretch breasts capped by thumb and forefinger captured nipples.
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"ooooohhhhhhhh MASTER.............yyyyyyeeeeeesssssss.........please
more...............cummmming.............more..........cumming......
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I want more, MASTER................ahhhhhhhhh.....iiiiiiieeeeeeee.....
pleasure, pain and then dropped back as the eyes fluttered closed
and a long sighing blast of air flowed from the mouth of the the
suspended quivering form in the wake of that one last dimming
scream of satisfaction and total completion. Glancing up, He saw
the black thongs and shaft of the nine tailed cat buried tightly
between now almost flowingly wet spread lips, and then He
released., walked around behind the limply hanging, sweating
naked woman and swiftly pushed a wheeled, high leather bench forward
from behind until the spent form was lying solidly on the black
leather surface from hips to shoulders, legs upraised but body
horizontal. There He stood silently, watching, waiting and listening.
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The eyes of the bound and spread, reclining woman flickered and
slowly opened, focusing with a longing, but very tired look of
extreme love and admiration......and the soft mouth spoke softer
words to Him........"thank you MASTER..............MY MASTER.....
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And, indeed, he is, for he knows the combination of fear based
pain and pleasure that brings this suspended beauty to such
exsquisite realms and reaches of complete sexual satisfaction. To
attain it she will pay any price.....give him any pleasure she
can develope in her fertile mind and confer upon him if he allows
and comes close enough to permit it.........something he seldom
permits or allows, and only when she is at the height of her
"flight" and charged with a hungering need to take him with her....
him through her orgasmic crescendo.........in perfect timing and
perfect harmony.
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This was "linda"...............and this is the absolute and
totally accurate profile of her successor...........wherever she
may be............and here, and only here, can be seen and heard
and felt and tasted and smelled, the total sensory joining of two
exact opposites, molded into one flying whole...........as they
float past the realm that Linda and HER MASTER knew well to enter
a place far far beyond.
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The "installment" presented here IS, in some *small* ways, a
creation of fiction from a fertile Master's mind; But the extreme
description and detail should easily tell the reader that
"someone", "somewhere" has the exact characteristics and profiles
described..................EXACT!!!!!!
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From the mind, keyboard, fingers and experiences of MASTER PAUL
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THE LAST MASTER OF THE RINGS
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6/5/88
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