Torturing Me Like Old Times

So last night I was dancing at the club all coked up and as I was walking to the bar in the club I locked eyes with my old master. At first, we just looked at each other for a minute or two. Then with a roll of my eyes I Sarcastically said “hi Master” turning and walking away from him. We have not seen each other in years but I knew that would get him pissed enough to put me in my place. He walked up behind me in the club and grabbed my neck tightly just like old times. He pulled my hair with his other hand so we were eye to eye. He kisses me and says “Damn kitten you still taste the way I remember.” Grabbing me by my cunt and whispering dominantly in my ear. “I am going to tie you up and take a blade to your tits slicing lines in them so your blood trickles down for you to taste.” His words are music to my ears down to my cunt and he knew it. We got out of the club right away and went back to his torture chamber for a little old reminiscing session. I was horny as fuck so this was definitely needed and I still never fell out of love or “subspace” with him. I deep down still know I belong to him and only him.

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