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		<title>Ruined orgasm</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[she had been a bad girl so her punishment was no masturbating or sweets for one week. I had decided to make this even more hard on her so I cuffed her hands behind her back and lock her in the cage. I was still dressed in my red latex and heels from a shoot I had earlier. I walked walked over to the kitchen and open the cabinet that had her favorite candy, which was red vines, in it. I'm sure she could here the package crinkle as I began to open them.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>she had been a bad girl so her punishment was no masturbating or sweets for one week. I had decided to make this even more hard on her so I cuffed her hands behind her back and lock her in the cage. I was still dressed in my red latex and heels from a shoot I had earlier. I walked walked over to the kitchen and open the cabinet that had her favorite candy, which was red vines, in it. I&#8217;m sure she could here the package crinkle as I began to open them.</p>
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<p>I walked over to the cage. My gaze was lock on her eyes which where locked on the red vines. I waved the open package under nose making sure she got a good wiff of the fresh red vines. I plopped down in front of her maybe a foot away from the cage. Her gaze still never left the package and she swallowed hard. I pulled the first one out and started to nibble on it. Red vines were never one of my favorite but in this case they were delicious. she let&#8217;s out a sigh. &#8220;If you want it so bad why don&#8217;t you drool for it&#8221; a small strand of saliva ran down her check &#8220;Is that all you got?&#8221; I chuckled out loud. &#8220;I want to hear you began like the little bitch that you are&#8221; she knelled down on all fours and started to wimpier and bark &#8220;your a pathetic sight hush!&#8221; I stood up and started seductively dancing and removing my top. she let&#8217;s out an other sigh. I know she is starting to get wet. I grind my ass against the cage teasing her relentlessly. I bend over with My ass facing her and remove my latex bottoms.</p>
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<p>I unlocked the cage and shoved her into the wall. I reached down between her sopping thighs and start rubbing her clit. I started out slow and gentle work her up. I slightly pulled back her hood to reach the more tender part of her clit. She was on edgy her legs begin to shake, her breath panting. Her time hadn&#8217;t passed for her punishment so she is unworthy on me finishing her. I let go of her and she collapsed on the floor. I grabbed some water and chucked it in her general direction and walked out. she was lucky to get any attention at this point.</p>
<p>Story inspired by the sexy images of Sybil Hawthorne. To find out more information about Her please click below to visit Her personal site. <a href="http://zoeminx.com/" target="_blank"> http://sybilhawthorne.com/</a></p>
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		<title>On the ottoman</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 23 Jan 2010 04:57:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[my Mistress had to leave early for work this morning but before She did i was left with specific instructions. i woke up around 10am and hoped in the shower the way i start every day off. i finished washing up and go back into the bedroom. i open up my Mistress toy chest and pull out my favorite glass dildo, butt plug, and lube.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a rel="attachment wp-att-67" href="http://cots-blog.com/2010/01/on-the-ottoman/zoe1/"><img class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-67" title="Zoe1" src="http://cots-blog.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/Zoe1-682x1024.jpg" alt="Zoe1" width="600" height="900" /></a>my Mistress had to leave early for work this morning but before She did i was left with specific instructions. i woke up around 10am and hoped in the shower the way i start every day off. i finished washing up and go back into the bedroom. i open up my Mistress toy chest and pull out my favorite glass dildo, butt plug, and lube. i also fetch a cup of ice as i was instructed by Her to do so. i sat on the ottoman which was in perfect range of the web cam. Being the brat that i am i knew i could wait 30min till Her lunch but i thought it would be more fun while She was in Her meeting. i turn the computer on and get everything set up. i send Her an IM informing Her that i am about to start and She connects to my cam. i start out teasing and slowly removing my my slip. i slowly pull the straps off of my shoulders covering my exposed breast. i turn around slightly bent over the ottoman pulling the slip down past my hips and over my curvy ass.</p>
<p><a rel="attachment wp-att-68" href="http://cots-blog.com/2010/01/on-the-ottoman/zoe2/"><img class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-68" title="Zoe2" src="http://cots-blog.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/Zoe2-682x1024.jpg" alt="Zoe2" width="600" height="901" /></a>i crawl on top of the ottoman slowly turning around and sitting spread exposing my moist opening. i run my fingers over my hood piercing that marks even my orgasm&#8217;s as Hers. Slowly one of my fingers drift into my warm opening. i vigorously run my finger over my G-spot. i pull the glass dildo out of the cup of ice and hesitantly enter the smooth ice cold glass inside of me. i quiver from the cold but it turns me on. There&#8217;s something that i always love about cold fingers inside of me and as well as cold glass. i moisten the cold glass cock with my mouth and begin to<br />
work it inside of me while i begin to grope my breast. They began to have red finger prints all over as the groping turns to more of a squeezing. Still working the glass piece in and out of myself i am about to cum. i tense up as i squirt all over the ottoman which i know I&#8217;m going to have to pay for later but the moment of ecstasy was well worth it. After i recover and caught my breath i flipped over on to all fours to insert the plug my Mistress had given me. i cover it in silicone lube and work up to the crown. i take a deep breath and push out as hard as i can and then push the plug completely in. i arch as wave of relief and endorphins pass over me. Everything belonged to Her; my ass, my cunt, my heart, and my soul.</p>
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<p>Story inspired by the alluring images of Zoe Minx. To find out more information about her please click below to visit her personal site. <a href="http://zoeminx.com/" target="_blank"> http://zoeminx.com/</a></p>
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		<title>Rubberpup</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 11 Jan 2010 06:32:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I pull into the drive way after a long day at work. As soon I shut the car door I can hear barking coming from the house. she was My alpha rubberpup. she always knew how to keep My other pups in line but always remembered to heel to Me.  I open the door and she sits patiently waiting and wagging her tail with excitement. she knew the routine W/we had every Friday night. she was dressed in head to toes rubber. I walked passed her slowly motioning with my hand I say “Come.” she follows me on all fours in to O/our play room. ]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a rel="attachment wp-att-26" href="http://cots-blog.com/2010/01/my-rubberpup/january/"></a><a rel="attachment wp-att-24" href="http://cots-blog.com/2010/01/my-rubberpup/january2/"><img class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-24" title="January2" src="http://cots-blog.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/January2-682x1024.jpg" alt="January2" width="600" height="900" /></a></p>
<h3><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">I pull into the drive way after a long  day at work. As soon I shut the car door I can hear barking coming from  the house. she was My alpha rubberpup. she always knew how to keep My  other pups in line but always remembered to heel to Me.  I open  the door and she sits patiently waiting and wagging her tail with excitement.  she knew the routine W/we had every Friday night. she was dressed in  head to toes rubber.  I walked passed her slowly motioning with my hand  I say “Come.” she follows me on all fours in to O/our play room.   I always was a voyeur at heart. I order her into the cage to strip.  she struggled slightly undoing the clasp of her corset because of her  rubber mitts. I find pleasure in giving her task that are sometimes  challenging with the rubber mitts on. she knew better then to tear the  rubber.  Still slightly shy and coy she covers herself as she begins  to remove the skirt. </span></h3>
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<h3><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">Now completely naked and vulnerable  I slip my fingers through the O ring of her posture collar as I pull  her over to the pony. Bending her over exposing her moist pussy I began  to salivate knowing how sweet she taste but tonight she was going to  be my bitch. I caress her ass and feel that it is slightly cold. “Cold?”  I ask her. “Bark” she responds. It was always bark once for no and  bark twice for yes. “I wonder what W/we could do to warn you up?”she  whimpers already knowing what’s on My mind. Canes were not one of  her strong points but she was learning to love them for Me. I just couldn’t  help but love the red lines that rise up with each strike.”Now last  time W/we had to stop at seven. This time you will make it to ten”  I caress her tight ass with the bamboo cane teasing and contemplating  my first mark. <em>Thwack</em> her legs tense up as a red line appears  across her ass. W/we seem to reach seven with much more ease this time.  she is slightly panting and I am memorized for a moment watching her  body rise and fall with each breath. “Good girl” I say while caressing  her warm ass.”Good girls always get treats” she barks and perks  up a bit. I had given her a beautiful latter running from her ass to  her thighs. Eight and nine she seems to take in great stride by relaxing  her muscles and controlling her breathing more. I squatted down to her  ear level. “Remember that last week when I was out of town and you  pissed in my shoes?”she whimpers. “I think it’s time you take  your punishment for that.” I caress the cane in the sweet spot right  where the ass and thighs come together. “Inhale” I tell her sternly.  she sucks in air and exhales with a sharp yelp. “Such a good girl”  I whisper to her sweetly as I watch a huge welt rises on her skin. </span></h3>
<h3><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">“Take it” I say holding out the  cane that now lies resting between her lips. I pull My rubber harness  on over my jeans and insert My favorite black cock. Walking up behind  her I grab her by her hips and scooting her cunt to the edge of the pony.  My cock slides into her cunt slowly I start working up a rhythm. Frustrated  with not being able to pull her hair I recklessly remove the hood and  grab a fist full of her lushes brown hair. her back arches beautifully  as I pound her relentlessly. she moans in pleasure.  I can tell  she is on the edge of cumming by the way she thrust her hips into every  pump. I tight my grip on her hair and fuck her as hard as possible.  she screams so loud I’m sure that our neighbors can hear her.  I can  feel her wet pussy drip down my thigh. I slowly pull My cock out and  I walk around to the front of her holding out my hand for the cane “drop  it” she places the cane in to my hands. she looks disheveled from  the fucking I just gave her. I grin and laugh to myself as I walk away.</span></h3>
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<p>Story inspired by the tantalizing  images of Mistress January. To find out more information about Her please click below to visit Her personal site.</p>
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<p><a href="http://www.mistressjanuary.com/">http://www.mistressjanuary.com/</a></p>
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