Giving ourselves over to the storms of passion our Masters ignite within us, without concern for propriety or demeanor, can be a scary prospect. However, if I want Master to display and unleash passion on me, I must overcome old lessons and give myself over to the fires He fuels. He does not want me perfectly coifed and demure when I am in His bed; He wants to see my hair mussed by passion, my lips bruised from kissing, my cheeks streaked from crying. He'd rather hear my voice husky and broken than cool and controlled. Restraint in the bedroom is not a virtue.
I earn my Orgasm...
And its usually controlled if I am demanded to stop... I stop
it makes the session more intense..
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