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You will introduce me without my name, as ‘Sir' or ‘Teacher' that let’s me know you are comfortable with them knowing about us sexually. I will say, once you introduce me, that means I can give you sexual direction at any time in pussy front of them. You might say, ‘Friend, this is Teacher…Teacher, Friend' and the next words out of my mouth might be, ‘Her, mature introducing me like that means she’s comfortable with you knowing I control her sexually. Any direction I give her will be done without hesitation, enthusiastically…are you comfortable with knowing this?’ or, ‘Did you know she had sexual thoughts of you? An introduction like that is usually meant to tell me she wants you fetish to join us…’ it might just mean I say something like ‘blue shirt dark hair at the bar…three questions' and I would expect you to get up and leave, having already received your assignment. Your friend and I will watch you approach the person at the bar and ask three questions, proper responses are rewarded with specific sexual favors. I’ll be explaining it to your friend as you ask, and if you disappear, your friend will know you’re going to suck him off and/or fuck him. Are you okay with that level of indoctrination when introducing me?” Both nod agreement, their mouths hanging open at the thoughts racing through their heads. “Yeah, imagine introducing me to a guy this way and me asking if he is okay knowing I control you sexually…imagine me asking him, point blank, ‘did you know she entertained thoughts of you sexually?’ Now, imagine my next words, directed at you, are, ‘salty breath'. You stand up, grab his hand and lead him somewhere private to make him hard and make him cum, swallowing his load.” Their jaws drop further at the thought. “Remember…” my eyes focus on Kelly, “…you are MY sex toy…” moving my gaze to Lori, “…you are MY student…” switching back and forth between them, “…you have given yourselves to me COMPLETELY…” stopping at Kelly, “…so you can learn to control your body and expand your sexual experience…” back to focusing on Lori, “…and to learn how someone trusts enough to give themselves to someone so completely, so you can find a person who will willingly give themselves to you…” back and forth again, “…this will be AMAZING, fun, and sometimes stressful. If you trust me, I’ll keep you safe and make sure you enjoy every interaction you have…agreed?” “Yes Sir!” “Yes Teacher!” Followup : Alerts abound through Teamwork tonight! First, is Kelly’s second Fantasy Journal, from this morning: I forgot to post about my restraint fantasy as my first post, sorry, Sir. I think it has to do with my control issues…how I always want to just get off, all the time. Having someone tie me down, BDSM have their way with me, continue to take me to the edge of Bondage a Big-O, but never beyond. It would drive me crazy not to be able to just shift my hips or pull him deep to get myself off. Now that I’m learning to control my body, this may disappear, but, thinking someone is getting off because of me, without letting me get off is kinda hot! Her picture attached was from her hand, near the bedpost, low profile style, her breasts like mountains in the foreground, her bald pussy visible in the background. Then, her Experience Journal from tonight: Well, today was certainly unexpected! Sir told me to send the kids (mine and Lori's) to Tina's. When the kids were safely there, I was to come into Lori's house and strip naked, folding my clothes neatly next to his in the living room. Then, head upstairs to Lori’s bedroom. "How did she react?" What other commands had he given now? “I’m so glad your husband has sent you here,” one of them said. I whimpered in wondrous delight. He collapses on top of me and pulls his cock out of BDSM my ass. My initial surprise and possibly anger slowly turned to pleasure. “Yes, yes, fetish yes!” Anemone moaned. “Sometimes I don't feel beautiful anymore. Gawd that was exciting. “I kinda like seeing you all vulnerable like this. Point of view: Luther He took off his boots, placed them by the door and quickly unbuttoned his brown shirt, placing it on the pussy desk. I started testing out the woodstove, making fires in the morning and evening to keep away the chill. I tease your breasts for Bondage a few minutes until you start moaning in frustration, wanting me to work my mature way down. I push myself up as I feels under my suit is now soaking wet with my own pussy juice. Any time he has a bad day he uses me and my kinks to relieve his pent up frustration. Ethan’s eyes widened for a moment, then he nodded slightly, a little resigned, “Alright…” Know what was happening was wrong but torn by the need for some relief. I squealed as the sides of the thong were pulled up almost to my ribcage. None of us look happy or excited, our little flaccid penises shrunken, shy, scared.