Innovative Water Sport Session For A Scottish Slave In Shanghai

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 Among the sea of faces, I sought those willing to venture beyond societal norms into a world where pleasure and pain danced in exquisite harmony.

It was in shanghai that I would encounter my next canvas for submission: a Scottish slave, his spirit both intrigued and intimidated by the depths of the journey I was about to guide him through. We agreed to meet at a discreetly elegant restaurant, the kind that served exquisite delicacies concocted by master chefs, while offering an intimate atmosphere that possibly shielded us from prying eyes.

As I entered, I immediately spotted him—a tall man with rugged features softened by nervous anticipation. He fidgeted in his seat, eyes darting as he caught sight of my arrival. The thrill of what was to come electrified the air between us.

I approached him with an air of confidence, every step deliberate, teasingly slow. I ordered him to rise and embrace the reality of his desires, pulling him into an intricate dance of power. “Get comfortable！” I purred, my voice low and sultry. “Today, we shall explore pleasures you’ve only dared to dream of.”

The waiter delivered our meals, steam rising from plates like whispers of secrets waiting to be unveiled. I savored each bite, but my attention was solely on him. The delicious tension filled the air as I leaned closer, every movement deliberate, intoxicating him with my presence.

“Now,” I commanded softly yet firmly, “it’s time to prove your dedication. Unzip your pants and show me underwear” The color drained from his face as he registered my words. With a flicker of hesitation, he unzipped his pants under the table—a moment that blurred the lines between embarrassment and exhilaration. The thrill of public exposure heightened the deliciously forbidden nature of our encounter.

Moments later, we arrived at his hotel. With a firm hand, I guided him to the shower room. Positioning him just so, I inserted the funnel gently but firmly in his ass. The warmth of my body mirrored against the chilly air—a contrast that made every second feel amplified.

“Are you ready?” I asked, locking eyes with him. He nodded, both eager yet anxious.

I filled the funnel with my warm golden nectar; that sacred part of me now shared with him in this intimate act of surrender and dominance. As I released it into him, a rush of sensations surged through us—the warmth flooding his senses ignited something primal within. This was more than mere humiliation; it was an act steeped in vulnerability and trust—a surrendering to ecstasy.

“Feel my every drop,” I ordered firmly, watching as he succumbed to the sensation—each warm cascade ushering him deeper into submission. In that moment, time ceased; around us was but a thrum of existence that faded into soundless echoes, isolating us within our private universe.

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