Hello naughty friends, his event took place over 20 years ago and I can remember it like it was last night.

I’ll set the scene for you. A seedy nightclub, where everyone was on “the pull”. Myself, I was married and a good girl. A seductive and flirty good girl but that was as far as it went, Usually.

It was towards the end of a hell of an evening, a bloody good girlie night out. My girlfriends and I had been flirting with guys all night and the drinks had been flowing.

It was 0600 when I received a text message from the wonderful Mr S. be ready for your instructions the message read.

I had attached a sound effect to his phone number, so I could recognise it was from Mr S.

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Every time it buzzed so did I.

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"Bzzzzz… Pack a sexy outfit, something suitable for fucking."

It was 0600 when I received a text message from the wonderful Mr S. be ready for your instructions the message read.

I had attached a sound effect to his phone number, so I could recognise it was from Mr S.

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Every time it buzzed so did I.

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"Bzzzzz… Pack a sexy outfit, something suitable for fucking."

Let us talk about Lactation and Evie’s Leaky Boobs.

This happened more than 20 years ago after my firstborn was around 6 months old. I had an abundance of mummy milk, but the baby wanted more food less breastfeeding. Whilst talking to friends I discovered, it was not unusual for their partners to enjoy suckling at the breast whilst they were lactating.

Today I thought I’d tell you about one of my naughty boys his name is Bob.

Bob comes to Mistress Evie’s secret room and least once a month. Our time together would normally involve many forms of torturous pleasure and he is devoted to me.

I decided to treat Bob today, no punishment today unless of course, Bob failed his task.

He turned up for his therapy time and I inwardly smiled as I noticed his reaction to my outfit. Mistress Evie loves a tight PVC or leather outfit but today I was wearing a satin and lace robe loosely tied at the waist.

We had arrived at his address and it was only now that I was instructed to remove the blindfold. I could see from the car a beautiful property in a rural location. No neighbours, nothing visible from the front of the property, only open fields.

 

I liked the thought of being away from everyone. No one would hear me scream!!!!

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Come on in Evie, Let’s get you inside and get started.!!!!

Sifting through my emails on the swingers site I subscribed to. Uneventful, uninteresting, self-centred, jargon, followed up with dick pic after dick pic. Bored reading the same ole badly formed sentences, I did not want a hook up unless I wanted to just screw anything with a pulse that is, admittedly some of them were big pulsating pulses. 

But then I stumbled across this guys profile.

Gorgeous face pic already available…TICK, location…TICK, and praise be to the lord of darkness he’s dominant. I read through the profile….