each of us tried to live on with the same views, in itself, like a lone wolf, not feeling in full that our meeting changed everything. The feeling of fear has not passed and will not pass. Now there is something to lose, because the one who is not afraid of anything does not love anyone! For many years, in fact, my entire adult life, I was the absolute leader, charisma for myself first and foremost and suddenly ... I - the first violin in my life orchestra for the first time heard a conductor from somewhere above tapping with a wand false! My falsity, your falsity! I am amazed and discouraged, but the rehearsal is not over, but the premiere will not take long: a gala concert - our whole life!

I became quiet from the unexpected insight: what kind of confidence you need to have, what feelings of sympathy you have in order to share such revelations with me! After all, from the very beginning and up to the present moment all our sexual relations were based on the principle “Mistress is a slave”. And then recognize their own delusion, mistakes, discuss them with me, the bottom - it is worth a lot! So not the lower self for her, or rather, not the lower sex.

- So “Pedestal” took the dominant role in your life and in our relations?

- “Pedestal”? Dictatorship? Domination "Pedestal"? I don't think he dominates me ... above you ... above us. He seems to have a different mission altogether. Rather, he is like a guardian angel, in any case, in that situation in which we found ourselves by our own stupidity. He showed us the abyss, the abyss of the loss of what had just formed, still so tender and fragile. Demonstrated the abyss, let hang over her in the twilight consciousness and grabbed the scruff when the body and soul fell down, saving us a chance for the future. Maybe there is no “Pedestal” at all, and there is none at all, but there is such a miracle as Love, it just has a lot of guises, including in the form of a mysterious ridicule of two people doomed to reciprocity.

- You said guardian angel. So, he, this very “Pedestal”, from God or from Satan?

- Well, dear, it is necessary to ask the father, though ... I think so, whether there is love in the world or not, everyone decides for himself! If for you “Pedestal” is Love, then Love is from the Lord, from the Savior, and if lust and debauchery, then it is from the evil one. Ce la vie!

Diamonds are forever.

All the same hospital ward, but after meeting with my Treasure, the mood is already major. You can calmly reflect not only about the experienced days, but also about more abstract concepts. For example, the mysterious Black Queen! She stirs my imagination. The Black Queen and my Mistress. What common? The chain of conclusions inevitably led me to the only conclusion on this riddle. What is obvious? My Lady would never have transferred the organization of this delicate operation to another person, even if it were the Queen. It is guided by the principle, if you want to do something well, do it yourself. And this her confidence in the actions, improvisation on the move without looking at anyone else. Itself, all by herself, personally. So ... only one answer ... Do not look for the Black Queen in the night in the dark, in the black room! No need when she is near!

And when the Sun rose in the chamber again and the air was filled with the fragrance of my Beloved, I started a conversation about it:

- I thought a lot about what happened. And something came to me. The situation gave rise to the riddle: the Black Queen. In my opinion, I solved it. There is only one option, only one person, corresponding to this title. I firmly believe that the Black Queen is my beloved Mrs., you and only you!

I expected a protest, I expected an embarrassment, but I received a calm irony.

- You know, she herself was going to tell you everything over time, but once the case turned up, I won’t fool your head, although you are not well-versed in the domestic Femdom and you could still hold your nose for a while.But I do not need it, and it is not decent either ... Well clever, I guessed it! I will not deny. Black Queen in front of you! Be silent and pale, miserable smerd!

She laughed, then spoke seriously.

- I will definitely tell you as a girl who has not yet turned twenty, due to circumstances, could roll down the slope and become a whore, dear, bright, beautiful, but still a paid call girl serving someone's lustful whims. As an accident saved me from this, as I met the patroness, who in time transferred the arrow of my life vector and a different fate awaited me. I became the Black Queen from the first session, from the first fan! Immediately! So I was prompted. For almost girls without experience - it was unthinkable ambition. But my patroness, insisted on it: immediately and to the queens, no half measures, the princess is a candidate for power, and the power must be taken immediately. She adored a smart tale about Alice from Wonderland and the Looking Glass. There, the pawns, moving along the route of fate, eventually became queens. But she defined my task differently: all the pawns are on the chessboard, but they are all different! Some will not move at all, others will take a step without playing a remarkable role in the game, and others will die in the fight. What is the pawn from the second to the eighth rank? Only the one in which the queen already lives, whose heart is the queen! If I lose this title in life, I lost it, stick another nickname, someone else’s name, which I will be bound to and I will have to wear it. And if I save, it means that I have correctly lived my life. So that!

“To verify the princess, at least a pea is needed, and nothing is needed for the queen.” You feel it with all your senses. When I first saw you, I was simply amazed by the magnetism that comes from you! It was crushing!

- Yes? And I thought you were shocked by my legs? After all, men look first at the female legs, then at the face, then at the soul!

- If you wore a soul, as you wear a mini, then perhaps everything would be different. But magnetism from you always goes mystical. Royal! Feeling - in front of you is a different woman!

- Well, we still have time to talk about the queens. And it will be a thorough dialogue. But foolishly play in the box, I will not let you, my dear! I have not taken everything from you what I need! So, get better and go home. And then the cat does not eat for three days. We are sitting with him, we are watching a stupid telly, we are waiting for you. Bear in mind - if you don’t get better, give me an oak tree, you will break it into a cake, but I will find a blue necrophile, it will regularly dig you out and pervert over your corpse. The Black Queen is capable of it. So that live better, you will become cheaper!

- I don’t want a necrophile, I want to live, I want to live with you! Get me out of here!

- Than that's a deal!

We also chatted on different topics when she elegantly stroked herself between her legs through the skirt.

“You know, I didn’t wear underwear today.” And I'm so cool, so airy there, pussy breathing openly.

I had enough impulse, only one idea of ​​what was said to start.

- Pity! Do not laugh at the sick! You know how I miss you, your charms! Or is it such a special gimp?

“Well, and I have not come to you as the Mistress, but to try as a beloved Woman. And role-playing games will leave for later. However, you can play one. It is called: "Healing by love." And the blanket you have already bristling.

I froze. She got up, closed the door to the ward, then returned, threw back the blanket and pulled my pants down to my knees. Smiling tenderly, she sexually licked her lips and bent her head over my dick. Like a madman, he almost jumped into her meeting. Her tongue touched the head, and the hot mouth closed, clasping it!

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