Dear Angela:

Moaning.
Longing.
Aching.
Throbbing.
Wanting.
Gasping.

I know every night that I will always be yours.

Whatever my curiosity, whatever my own wants, I will always be yours.

Whether you say yes, whether you say no, I will always be yours.

I am conquered and the vanquished have no claims on the victor. Mark me and banish me. Mark me and keep me. Mark me and anything. Mark me, because the reality is that I am forever yours no matter what.

Yours,
Always yours,

Mr. Chastity

… … … … … … …

Isn’t he a good boy?

Or maybe I’ll let him have an orgasm. Then, afterward, measure his ardency to see if he still merits good boy status.

… on one single afternoon.

And four emails.

4:07 PM Can you force me to eat my own jizz?

4:26 PM Can you make me jizz in my own mouth?

5:05 PM I will call and you can make me jizz all over my own face.

[doesn’t call]

5:35 PM Can you make me eat my own cum?

……. ……. …….

Unfortunately, I couldn’t figure out what he wanted.

Email:

hello [sic] Miss Lawrence [sic]

are [sic] you able to Domme [sic] me on skype today (watching/giving orders)?

My Response:

Why the fuck do you think my “Call Now” button was on?

Now I am going to block you, because I don’t particularly want to dominate an idiot.

And by the way, it’s Miss St. Lawrence. Your carelessness makes you twice the idiot.

Also, your bad grammar makes you a lazy, careless, twice idiot.

Not to mention disrespectful, since I’d given you the benefit of the doubt the last time you pulled this shit and sent you 5 FREE minutes for your next attempt (today) and you squandered it by being a total dipshit.

Ms. Angela

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