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Always owned by MD

It had been a year since I had seen or heard from her. We had parted on great terms and wished each well the last time we had met. She had called randomly about something important, once we had cleared that up we began chatting like old friends. Her husky voice, switching from sweet and young sounding to commanding had made my cock grow. Out of nowhere she asked, "well, are you hard?", 'dripping' I had replied, my voice changing, softer, compliant. She laughed. 'well, well, nothing's changed has it?' 'I will always be yours, no matter what Mistress" I blurted out. She laughed again before telling me she would be taking me up on that soon and hanging up. Mistress D (MD) and I had been together for some time before splitting up. Near the end of our relationship we began exploring a D/s relationship. Since then we had both moved on and married, however she had come back and forth into my life, each time a little more .I longed to be used and controlled by her again. MD was 2 years younger than me, now approaching 30 she was as eye catching as ever. She was average height, brown hair and eyes with an extremely curvy size 18 figure. She has c cup tits which had swollen at least a cup size the last time I'd seen her due to recently giving birth. Her skin is pale, her lips a striking red. Her mouth is a complete fixation of mine, her blow job lips part beautifully when she takes shortened breathes while approaching orgasm. She has always been an amazing kisser and no one else I had ...

... ever met came close to her in terms of giving blowjobs. Her cunt was always hot and close to dripping wet, her and I had the best sex of my life during our twenties. I adored her ass. It was large, round and so silky smooth, even before becoming her sub nothing gave me more pleasure than to bury my face in her perfect ass and lick and suck at her asshole while she rubbed her clit. A week after the phone call I received a text – been thinking about me? It read. Yes, I responded, all the time, so much, you're the fixture of my fantasies. Good, she replied, that's all. My head swam as I sat at my desk for the remainder of the day I thought of nothing but MD as my cock throbbed in my pants. The following week I heard nothing from MD. Each time I received a text or phone call I'd be disappointed to see it was only my wife or a friend. A phone call was all it took for her to have me completely obsessed and on edge again. I would fuck my wife with my eyes closed, thinking of MDs perfect ass as my cock slid in and out of her, I'd wish MD was there, watching me, ordering me, controlling me. It wasn't until almost 4 weeks after the initial contact that MD emailed me. Her short email simply read, 9pm tonight, will you be able to be on cam? I replied that I would. Three excruciating hours later she emailed again – good, have your toy ready and be dressed how I like. Again I found it hard to concentrate until it was time to go home. As soon as I finished I headed into the city and went to ...