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Meeting My Master

Though I've never met you in person, and we've been chatting and calling for only a short time, you've become a close friend, an adored lover, and my Master. Since we live across the country from each other, three time zones apart, I thought I'd never get to actually meet you. And, more importantly, as a married woman almost twice your age - my oldest being 25, just two years younger than you - I felt I didn't deserve you, my sweet boy. But you called me your MILF, and through your care I came to believe I deserved the intimacy lacking in my marriage, the intimacy which you have given me, your slave, your slut, so freely. And somehow things fell into place, and soon my dream of meeting you will come true. My anticipation increases as the plane lands and taxis to the flight terminal. When I find myself on the walkway disembarking from the plane, my heart jumps into my throat. My hands shake, and I can barely swallow or breathe. As I step around the corner and the l
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The Teenage Dominatrix Ch. 05

Stephen's alarm woke him and he started his morning ritual until his sleepy conscience realised it was a Saturday. It was the second weekend in succession where his body had tricked him and, now dressed, he made out a shopping list. On a hunch, he also sent a text to Hugh and asked him to meet, who responded almost immediately. Stephen met his friend in the corner of a quiet cafe, on the outskirts of town. Hugh's mop of untidy hair and bead necklace offered a nod to his new age upbringing and liberal attitudes. "Victoria Braithwaite," Stephen said as he changed the subject. "What do you know of her?" "Avoid her," Hugh replied and sipped his fizzy drink with a wide expression. "She's weird, and that woman is bad news. You're not getting involved with her, are you?" "A bit." Hugh rubbed his eyes and sighed. "I'm not saying much. If you are thinking of doing anything with her, don't. I've still got the me
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