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He wanted to know how I would REALLY feel in this situation.

So I told him, because I am an open book. REALLY, I can imagine it, and i love to imagine it. I told him "I love the moment of contact, when the flogger stings on my whole breast and nipple and they bounce. Just like this. My mouth would definitely jump open like this and close before the next stroke. I told him that to flog my pussy he would have to uncuff me (the cuffs are simply a stage prop, I don't need to be restrained for this, I submit willingly) and I would then do a back bend on bended knees (it's a yoga posture I do all the time) with my pussy thrust up in the air and the back of my head on the bed and my arms resting on the bed above my head. Then please flog my pussy. My body would jump but it would be all good. Then the orgasms would start, if you use a quick pace. REALLY, i love this.

And after that, he asked? After that, I said, I would be zoned out. You can do what you want with me, I am totally yours to use but please do what you want with me. You can fuck my mouth, my pussy, my ass, whatever you want, but just fuck me. Make me a wreck.

"Fuck," he said. "You know I've been stroking all this time you've been telling me this, Ann."

So I told him I was REALLY glad to know that. Because my pussy was aroused and I'd been touching my nipples and pussy, because I love this scenario, and I especially love that he desires to devote this time to treating me so beautifully.

That was the end of our chat. After that, to tell the complete story, I was so aroused from the interaction and from telling him what it would be really like that I fingered myself to a quick but intense orgasm. Which I needed.