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I enjoy the look a woman has on her face as she enters subspace, the satsifaction she feels as the flogger lands on her back or backside, or as her body is coated in wax. I thrive on the sexual high she reaches when she is fisted. I live for the day when a woman gives herself to me to use as I see fit, and where I can indulge her as I enjoy, at the same time enjoying the pleasure I receive
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