he's a SuperFreak!


A few weeks ago, on a Sunday afternoon, I was chatting with My friend, Ms. Tiny Sparxs when I got a text from a number I didn't recognize.  All he would put in writing was that I had seen him before and he needed a Role-Play.  He wanted me to come to his house and offered a Gift I couldn't Resist.  So I went over a Rule or two, got his address, and then off I Flew!

I unlocked his gate and knocked on the door.  When it opened I was floored!  That damned cat from a Couple of Boys Come to Play had circled back to enjoy My Sway!  Talk about Manifest Destiny.  I just rewrote his bisexual story. It was featured in Elust with All it's Glory! Had I called him back to My Feet to sample another Treat?  Now we were on for One on One, so I sauntered in for Fetish Fun.  

Here we were. Face to Face so I told My sub to state his Case.  Before I tell y'all what he wanted to do, let me refresh his description for you.  When we met years ago, he was roly-poly, short and 63.  He had lost a lot of weight, but it left him with sagging skin and a much older appearance than 65.  He looked 70 for sure, so when he confessed what he had in mind, a Startled Laugh was My Reply.  I had to Force a Compromise.  

This old man has an Incest Fetish and his first plot I did Not relish.  I gave that fool his New Rewrite and he surrendered with Delight.  He had begged to play My son home from school, but way too young and Against My Rules.  I laid this down for that Ancient one: I would Allow him to pretend he's My step-son.  While on a visit home from college, he turns to Me to drop some Knowledge.  Mommy Dearest with a Whip spanking on his naughty prick.  He wanted to suck My Juicy Fruit while I beat his dick in Mad Pursuit.  A Mama's boy in Utter joy getting his little bits destroyed. 

 In My Best Clinical Estimation, he'd Regressed in Devastation.  I won't share those Savage Scars that turn us into who We Are.  Suffice it to say he's adopted with abandonment issues that really Rocked him.  Trapped his brain in a younger stage; locked in a Meme set on Replay. But Anyway...

I made My Place on his face and flew him straight to Outer Space.  When he Chanted, "Mommy! Wow!" I hit him with My Sis! Boom! Bow! Then My Crop went Pow! Pow! Pow!  I sent him Reeling like a sprocket and he shot off like a rocket.  

Yes he is My superfreak, so in Love with My Technique.  Lucky for him, I am the Queen of the BDSM Scene.  In that Book of Who is Who, I'm Proud to Be a SuperFreak Too!


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