




This room was so hot.
Not just in the “two sluts on a bed in heels and hoods” kind of way (though… yeah, that too), but literally. Like thirty degrees, sticky, no AC, just a tiny fan we had to switch off every few minutes so it wouldn’t ruin the audio. We were melting. But of course we kept going.
We’re both dressed in our matching (ish) black dresses. Mara’s is the sheer one, the kind that hugs her curves and shows off her massive tits — which, yes, my Owner told her to take out immediately. You’re welcome.
Mine’s more opaque. Still tight, still slutty, but a little more covered. And that contrast? It was intentional. He chose the fabrics. He knew exactly what He wanted each of us to show.
He always says I’m “the ass girl” and Mara is “the tit girl.” Which… fair enough 😇
So of course, the plan for this little scene was that she’d use her strengths to tease mine.
You’ll see what I mean in the next post. For now, let’s just say she had some shiny black gloves on… and I’m curious to hear your guesses about what exactly she did with them. And where 😏
I was so ready for it. Because this is one of the parts I love most about BDSM: the way it creates roles, contrast, structure. I’m not just a slut. I’m his slut. The one with the plug. The one who gets trained. The one who loves being shared.
And Mara? She’s newer, still exploring, but it’s thrilling to see her lean in. See her hands tremble slightly, then grip with more confidence.
That’s how it starts. Obedience builds. And submission grows from there.