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He was a quiet boy, subservient in nature. He stood there watching me, letting me do my thing. He made me smile. I made him smile. I said something to the effect of: "you don't mind that I'm late. I'm not tooooo late. It's fine, right." He agreed with me positively and wasn't going to do anything to impede me. He watched me, curious, perhaps appreciating my unique beauty. I imagined him in bondage restraints, with a light eyeliner, black leather body harness. I wondered if he imagined me in black thighhigh boots and a crop, tapping the crop on my boots.
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J, I forcefully tap college young age women, in my mind and r/t, to the point of their exhaustion. After that I restrain them spread eagle on the mattress or a table and put the Hitachi's to work. I love hearing them screaming. If they caned that is the icing on the cake  Howling at the moon and mal ad osteo.
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