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Xalice Cam51 - What a horny chick that you will ever...

follow that bitch/youth"... and so on. Eventually, I smile at each of the dozens of e-mails I have received and down-on-my-old-head mind. The e-mails include autographed photos, honest letters and erotic stories from a women who was involved with the organization that was going to torture and abuse me. And the stories all tell of the beautiful women who were in between, out of control and horny as hell nites, being either passed over by their masters or simply bored. What makes this book special, I know and enjoy it deeply. It's the stories that blow my mind and uplift mine. Even the degrading stories, that once would have marked her as 'renditioned', have now become part of my heart. While some may view these as 'dirty' (bad) women, I view them as precious gifts, meant for another person, someone who has endured the fulsome pain/pleasure of the truly depraved and perverse. I hope that I have done my authors a service by allowing this vision to bloom so gloriously within their demented minds. I wish nothing but the very best for all involved, and I am the most fortunate individual here in the circumstances. The images and stories in this book have seared my very soul, they have pushed me beyond the realm of reason and reason itself, almost into the ecstatic dimension that only this book can enable me to experience. I hope that it will serve as a stunning inspiration to those of you out there in the physical world, who might not necessarily believe that you can achieve great things by simply following orders. All the images and stories in this book serve as a wonderful double dose of electric charge to the senses. They give us a way to channel the senses in creative ways.The visions in this book are beyond words. There can be no description of them, for there is none.

Our imagination takes over, our senses pound against each other as our vision quest takes us into the sometimes blinding light of day and sometimes the murky darkness of night. All at the same time, there is only this one thing that I can do, and that is what I choose to do. What I don't do is leave a lot of body in an airport security line. I have to follow my instructions exactly as they are given, or they disappear from my memory. That's why it's so important to follow my instructions carefully. I don't let a physical release of the spirit or a loss of inhibitions stop me from experiencing the forbidden fruit. Those that do, they are lost, lost souls, they are never with me. In the past, I tried to experience what the forbidden fruit entailed. I got very confused when I tried to call a friend over to get a taste of the forbidden fruit, because I knew my instructions had been given to me. It was during my flight into Dallas that I first tried that, quite by accident. A friend of mine was sitting in the car next to me, but when the car stopped in front of her, she got out to see what was going on. I had to keep my eyes open very carefully because the limo was wrapped around my head. It was obvious to her that I did not follow his instructions exactly. She got out of the car, walked over to the door and shook the door open. She drew her jacket over her shoulders and walked in, motioning me to step off the car.

She closed the door again, walking over to a chair. Standing in front of it, motioning me to step off the chair and sit down, she made me sit across from the four poster bed. She sat down and arranged the pillows so that my head was lying between them. Again, she took my hand, wrapping it around the phallic, my mind starting to float. I tried to move my arm from the other arm, but her hold still kept me bound. She rose up, straddling my waist, straddling my feet, straddling my knees. She reached behind her back and pulled my hand behind my back. I found that my release was almost to the edge of the earth, if not into it. Her hold still kept me bound. I felt her fingers play with my nipples, lightly, gently, only enough to move me slightly toward a release. A small moan escaped my lips, my arm muscles working harder, hoping she would move me closer to the edge, closer to the moment of release. She gently guided my hand to my butt, then her right leg. The feeling of being in that position was almost more intense than I had ever dreamed. She rose up, straddling my waist as her hand softly touched my back. She pressed her body closer to mine, forcing my head to please her. With that, she parted her lovely lips and kissed my back, first softly brushing the silky hair, then harder, with the utmost effort..

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