Livejasmin Es - You are going to work on me.

You have the red polo t-shirt, and the shorts, but your real job is going to be here, as my plaything. You will strip for me, for me, when I am not looking at you. Until you are hard and ready for me to fuck. You are not my plaything, you are my slave. The only thing I can do with you is what ever I want, whenever I want, and nothing more. You will submit to me, whenever and however I want, whenever I desire. I will own your soul, if you will serve my purposes well. You will learn the meaning of true submission, the true meaning of service, and the true meaning of loyalty. I will tell you when you can be of use to me, and what you musts can be for my pleasure. Yes, you will obey me. I will own your soul. I will teach you what true submission means." "But you are my slave, aren’t you?" My head tossed from side to side as I wondered how he could so casually confide in me. "Yes.

Yes, I am your slave. I will serve your pleasure," I said with a hint of nervous excitement in my voice. I noticed his lips twinkling as he answered me. "Are you an evil woman, Livejasmin Es?" I felt like an idiot. I could barely stutter "Ye..?" "Did I say that? What did I say?" "No, I….I apologize. I won't say that," he said without thinking. I blushed, like some people with a broken record. "You said I was your slave. I never said that. I will only mean you. My real name is Livejasmin Es, but I will always refer to you as Livejasmin Es. Do you understand?" I only smiled. He didn't respond.

I sighed deeply, and walked around behind him, ignoring the fact that he was watching me. I put my hand on his shoulder, trying to put some of my nervous energy into calming him. There was an unfamiliar quality to his smile, and I wondered if he understood it. It was almost as if he could read my thoughts. I tried to get more of the floor, but it only came out as a complicated series of whimpers and groans. Finally, I thought I heard his breathing increasing. I could tell that he was angry with me, and I hoped that he would act on it. Taking a deep breath, I felt him grab one of the few remaining ties from the nightstand. I pulled it violently away from my body, and almost came as a surprise, when I felt the warm, wetness of his hand caressing my pussy lips. I didn't fight it, but slowly began to let my breath in through my lips. I was trying to be quiet, but my head was pounding so badly from his touch that it was hard to keep my lips from shaking. He leaned close to my ear, and whispered, "I will give you what you want, slut. I will give you what you want." I moved my hand away, and tried to concentrate with the shaking of my body..