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After I hit send I knew my life would never be the same…and I was right.

It didn’t take long for me to see the return email which I immediately opened.

I hope to continue to see Mistress as our joint schedules permit and grow in her stable of male slaves.” “They say people near the end of their life regret the things they didn’t do more than the things they did.

With this in mind, I realized it was time for me to stop wondering and finally explore my life-long interest in BDSM.

I was made to kiss the whip and then learned how persuasive her whip can be.

Once again, as I found myself tied firmly to her cross, being stimulated beyond my control and suffering at my Mistress hand I slipped into a total submissive state. She was using me, tormenting me, teasing me and beating me because it pleased her. After she had enough of the cross she cut me down, bound my cock and balls and had me crawl on all fours to the base of her bondage table.

Rest assured she will require you debase yourself for her amusement and has ways of making you do so. Mistress introduced me to some dynamics I had not experienced previously and did so flawlessly.

She then placed a black hood over my head, affixed a slave collar around my neck and my transformation was complete. You are here to please me, to do whatever I wish, to take whatever punishment I give you, to worship my cock, my legs, feet and ass.Over the years I had looked at many websites and directories wondering with whom I should explore this deeply personal interest that I had grown so passionate about.When I came across Mistress Lauren’s site and read her “About Me” section the choice was obvious.Mistress Lauren greeted me wearing her black corset, black seamed Wolford pantyhose and high heeled pumps.As I have a nylon fetish this is one of her looks I absolutely adore. I was ordered to strip and then Mistress dressed me for our session. I was there for my Mistress, to be teased, tormented, used and abused in whatever way she desired.

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