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I avoid commitments. I tense up when things get real. I build the walls up around me even thicker. I don’t admit feelings, I deny their existence. I don’t fall in love because I don’t want to feel the pain of being hurt. Six months is a long fucking time for me.He’s my Dom, my Daddy, my Sir, my boyfriend and my rock. He’s allowed me to feel and be me. He doesn’t judge me for my faults. He loves me for them. He’s been the first person to breakdown my wall…hell he shattered it.As many of you already know, I am in a triad. The Giant’s other sub/girlfriend (la la) and I have really been able to bond and connect. The dynamics of my relationship with her are complicated. I am submissive to her…but I am not her sub. There’s sexual attraction and energy between us and she and I play quite well with each other and with Him. See? Complicated is good. But, because of an insane workload, I have not gotten to spend much time with her and we really haven’t been able to work out a group night with. This was her fem side and no one even had the slightest inclination that this was her reality. ‘Poor thing they all thought. We’ll have to give Johnny, or Carrie, a night of ecstasy.’ They secretly planted a tiny camera in her bedroom that was linked to their phones. They could pick the opportune moment when they would give Carrie the night of her life. Even though their intentions were considerate and based on compassion she would have been furious at the personal intrusion. All three of them were linked to this spying device and all secretly wanked over the images. One Saturday night, Carrie had a night to herself believing that her friends were going away for the weekend. She was all set and spent three hours shaving her body, painting her toenails and fingernails, dressing in her newest basque and stockings, shoes makeup hair, and jewellery. Johnny was now Carrie again and felt divine.She had about four mirrors on the wall in the bedroom at differing angles so she could peruse.
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