These are the Stories I write to my master… each one is different, but some things might be the same from story to story, and some might repeat.. they are not continuous…

So I arrive for the weekend, we decided that when I got there we would go together and get tested for HIV. So I thought that was all we were going to do. You had other things in mind, you pulled me into your room and kissed me passionately.. You pulled up my skirt, seeing that I was wearing panties, you frowned… Naughty girl, you’ll be punished for that later, you reach over and pick up a box, you kick apart my legs and bend me over so my hands and head are leaning against the wall. You slip in two large vibrating eggs, one in my pussy and one in my ass… You slip the remote controls into your pocket. You the tie a rope tightly around my waist knotting it against my clit, wrapping it up tight between my pussy lips and through my ass and tying it to the waist rope. You then drop my skirt back down, tap my ass and say come on let’s go. You grab my hand, and drive me to the nurses office where we get tested, your hand keeps slipping into your pocket and flicking the vibrator on and off, keeping me constantly aroused… Making sure that I am squirming in my seat. Luckily I am wearing a black skirt, because when you pat me on the bum as we are walking out you can feel that my skirt is drenched.