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Saturday, January 21, 2012

The Mistress Takes A Slave

Naughty Nurse Sophie got her hair did!
My little toes fit perfectly in the little mouth of my newest slave! When he presented himself to me, he said he could be of service in many ways- cleaning, laundry, cunnilingus. But I hear those things from potential slaves all the time. Like my idea of a good time is running around my house after my slave, making sure he knows how to properly use the steam cleaner and is separating the whites from the colors. And I also have plenty of wonderful and sexy friends who can provide me with oral service, thank you very much. But this guy really piqued my interest when he told me that he is a recent graduate of a very prestigious hair styling academy.

Finally, someone who can really help me out!

A little secret about me - I hate washing and blow drying my hair. It is so thick and lustrous (I know, I know, it's hard being so beautiful). It's a absolute chore and I dread it. So I met the hairdresser for coffee and we chatted about the lifestyle, our experiences and our needs. He described himself as a giver, someone who really gets off on making people happy. I am really fascinated by people like him, since at heart I get off on being served and pampered. The hairdresser seemed sweet and sincere and he had huge exotic black eyes. I took him home and he washed and massaged my scalp for 20 minutes. It felt so good that I could have let it go on for hours. When we were done, he opened his bag of tricks, pulled out styling tools, hair products, a variety of brushes and combs, and went to work. I looked so glamorous and I was so pleased, that I took him out to my patio, made him lay on his back, and stuck my little toes right in his mouth. He licked in between each toe and groaned in such ecstacy, that I felt something I don't usually feel. I wanted to do more. I wanted to take him further since he devoted his entire day to me. So I pulled down my panties, squated over his face and pissed right in his mouth. He swallowed every drop. (He was obviously quite experienced at drinking piss!)

He was so intoxicated with pleasure he could barely whisper a "Thank you, Mistress." It turns out that I can be a giver after all!

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