IT'S MAGIC!
I'm enjoying playing the field so I went back through My online studs looking for one who enjoyed good bud. As I flipped through the potential guys I saw a face that caught My eye. Oh My, he sure was pretty and living here, right in My city. I shot off a message to test his mettle. I had to make sure he was worth the trouble. Had to know if he could go with the flow. I had to see if he was able before I let him join My stable. Ablebodied and kind of naughty. That's how this Stryker likes them. He replied on the double but I got the impression he's a head full of bubbles. We chatted for a bit about 420fun and all sorts of nonsense under the sun. An airhead for sure, this toy "le jour," but he seemed so sweet and his pictures were a treat. I decided he deserved a meet and greet.
It was a Hot day in Spring when we began our Scandal. I wore a clingy, crimson dress and stunning, strappy sandals. We met at a beach cafe and his boyish charm just blew Me away. The waves tumbled through a melody as the two of us synced in harmony. We shared sativa and the Sunset. Underneath My sheath, you can bet that I was wet. We teased and taunted long after dark. I was feeling quite the Spark. He was nearly 40 with a playful soul. I knew right away that he'd be easy to Control. I grabbed his hand and said, "Let's go for a stroll."
"Your wish is My Command" he said, then he turned three shades of red. He bowed with a bashful grin, then he kissed My palm as we took a Spin. At first we walked in silence, tuned in to the sea, then came all the questions. Inevitably. He gave in to curiosity and grilled Me on Cosmology. He hurled all the Classics: "Are You really a Witch? Can You do Magic? What happens during one of Your sessions? Seriously, Can You make me do whatever You want?"
The dude was running off at the mouth but I had plans for him to go down South. I laughed, "Whoa horsey! Whoa! We were having so much fun and I've got other notions, hun. I was thinking you could service Me, in the sand, by the sea. Since you asked I'll demonstrate and have you under by the count of Eight. Focus on the Stars. Now close your eyes. Breathe in. Breathe Out with the Tide. Listen to My Voice as I count." With the snap of My fingers, he was out.
He sank like a stone. Mine to Own. I made him Worship at My Throne. I demanded that he Rise and put his head between My thighs. "Lick My clit while you're on your knees. You had better aim to Please." He jumped at the chance to dine at My buffet. The way he worked his tongue truly made My day. I ground My pussy on his face and reveled in his warm embrace. He held Me close while he ate Me out. A cunnilingus connoisseur without a doubt.
After I came a time or three I told him to prove his fealty. "Strip then run into the sea. Show that you belong to Me." I watched My sexy, naked slave body surf the salty waves. I let him frolic for a while then called My merman to My side: "Get your ass back on dry land and write a secret in the sand."
He ran to drop his hidden dream which had Me bursting at the seams. I filmed it for the world to see the things he did for Victory. I made him read it loud and clear for all the birds and bees to hear:
"Mistress, have me as Your puppet while You peg me up the butt."
I chuckled when I chastened him, "Not tonight, My curious friend. Now it's time for your trance to end." I snapped My fingers once again. He fell to the ground without a sound. I woke him up and he looked around. Soaked to the bone. No clothes, too. He had no clue what I put him through. The poor boy squealed, "What on earth did I do?"
I showed My date the proof of his fate: "No need to be embarrassed. It's way too late." He was pure perplexed, simply Mystified. He blinked and blinked his bright, blue eyes.
"How did You make me do that stuff? Get me out here in the buff?"
"What do you Think? IT'S MAGIC, dear." Then with a wink, I disappeared.
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