Pinkie And Blackie

The Color Of Our Love - And Shopping!

Wednesday, August 01, 2007

On The Allure of a Commanding Male

"Strip." His voice was deep and commanding, and barely loud enough for me to hear. I obeyed instantly. I'd never obeyed a man before, but it felt so natural, so right. His voice gave me no choice and I doubt I'd have done anything else even if I'd been able to. I shrugged my shoulders and the gossamer gown slipped off and down my arms. Another shiver and then goose bumps crept across my chest. My nipples erected. The folds of my sex swelled and I knew I was suddenly, indescribably, wet.

(Read the rest of the story here.)

Ahhh, when he speaks thus, I follow him like a puppy... a pretty, pink, puppy!

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