The Most Beautiful Nightmare You'll Never Have…
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Writings from Mistress Cara Sutra

The familiar mind fuck

Her latest conquest was to invade his home and, in his mind, effectively his family. His last refuge violated by her. How dare she? What right did she have to do that? Who does she think she is? His hatred went through the sleepless night. The following morning he would email and tell her she’d overstepped the mark. He was no longer her slave and she was to blame.

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Imprisoned in freedom

Today marks 7 days, a full week, since you last returned the keys to me. It is my 7th day of freedom. Well we might refer to it as freedom but that merely describes the fact that my cock is not locked in its plastic cage.

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Cuckolding our chaste slaves with lesbian sex

We lay together, tangled legs on the bed and explored each other’s mouths fully. Tongues dancing and the occasional teasing nip of her lip with my teeth. Occasionally I’d glance over and see the slave boys very deliberately not looking. It really turned me on to imagine how hard they must be in their locked chastity devices, how much suffering they were going through. The torment of knowing that their two hot Mistresses were just beginning a long night of sex and carnal enjoyment in one another. Without them being required. For them to be rejected and for us to find sexual satisfaction in each other while they could only imagine and languish in pain.

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Ramming my submission home

The day to day fashion was unisex. Tight, sky blue jeans were virtually a compulsory uniform out of school, in the evenings, weekends and including dates to the pictures or coffee bars. When I say tight, I do mean tight. The outer shape of external genitalia was on full display. Our cock and balls didn’t just create a bulge, the jeans were so tight you could distinguish every item. The camel toe of every girl was proudly displayed like a beguiling receptacle.

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