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fantasy story of Tomomi Kahara :
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he correct word, because I am living out a fantasy. I
could almost go for the life of a full-time "kept woman." Almost.
But our slave/master relationship IS full-time, for now. We don't
turn it on and off, and it gets a little tiresome sometimes, even
though I asked for it to be real. He doesn't push it by making me
scrub floors or do degrading things. What I'm trying to say is he
doesn't use me for slave labor to do things he doesn't want to do. But
I do have to cook almost all the meals and wash the dishes. He says
that is my reminder of my (temporary) status. His turn will come, he
says. When we were both on tight schedules in Chicago, we shared the
household stuff 50/50, so I don't mind.
We were a little ginger with sex right after I got pierced:
Either me on top being careful or rear entry. It wasn't really neces-
sary, but J thought it was, so we did. Being entered from the rear is
a position we had previously almost never used since I found it
relatively unsatisfying, but J has fixed that problem. First we tried
it with me on
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