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Her-Master: “What Is It About A Girl With A Tail?” “It’s A Little Degrading Isn’t It?” “Uh Huh.” “Humiliating Too, Right?” “Yes, That’s My Point.” “Yes, That’s My Point Too.”

Her-Master:  “What Is It About A Girl With A Tail?” “It’s A Little Degrading

Her-Master: Ready?

Her-Master:  Ready?

Her-Master: Girls, Next Time You Almost Tell A Man You’re “Up For Anything”, Stop And Think.

Her-Master:  Girls, Next Time You Almost Tell A Man You’re “Up For Anything”,

Her-Master: Why Punish? I Received A Question From A Reader In A Long-Term Relationship Who Has Recently Begun Exploring D/S And Wanted To Remain Anonymous. (When I Say Long-Term, Think Decades, So Respect.) His Question Was Basically Trying To Understan

Her-Master:  Why Punish? I Received A Question From A Reader In A Long-Term Relationship

Her-Master: I Will Take You There, To That Place… I Will Drag You There, To Your Fear… Your Arms And Legs Weak, Your Stomach Hollow… Your Breathing Ragged Gasps… Your Head Spinning. Did You Make A Mistake? Can You Do It? Can You Go As Far As

Her-Master:  I Will Take You There, To That Place… I Will Drag You There, To Your

Her-Master: Is That A Little Too Tight? Good.

Her-Master:  Is That A Little Too Tight? Good.

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Her-Master: This, Too, Is Mine, Little One…

Her-Master:  This, Too, Is Mine, Little One…

Her-Master: Shhh… Hold Still… Relax Little One. No… You’re Wrong… It’s Not Too Big To Go In… Good Girl… Just Relax… Feel Yourself Tighten And Push Me Out… Feel The Pressure Against Your Muscles… Push Me Out Again… Mmm.. Yes…

Her-Master:  Shhh… Hold Still… Relax Little One. No… You’re Wrong… It’s

Her-Master: What Could Be Accomplished If We Had A Couple Weeks Of Uninterrupted Time… Perhaps Somewhere Isolated. So Many Possibilities…

Her-Master:  What Could Be Accomplished If We Had A Couple Weeks Of Uninterrupted

Her-Master: You Are Mine. Nothing More Needs To Be Said. Nothing Else Matters–You Are Mine.

Her-Master:  You Are Mine. Nothing More Needs To Be Said. Nothing Else Matters–You

Her-Master: I Won’t Ask Much Of You, Little Girl. In Fact, I Won’t Ask At All. I Will Simply Take What Is Already Mine.

Her-Master:  I Won’t Ask Much Of You, Little Girl. In Fact, I Won’t Ask At All.

 

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