Return-path: <suelmann@shea.forwiss.uni-passau.de> Date: Sat, 10 May 1997 14:36:38 +0200 From: Michael Suelmann <suelmann@forwiss.uni-passau.de> Subject: 249 To: Ole.Joe@poboxes.com Check our new domain names! http://www.netforward.com v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v MRWADE.249 By Master Wade Letters to Monica Ten Dearest Monica, My mind is still reeling with memories of this past weekend. It was a joy to have the house so full of people who are special to me. I was especially pleased with the way your friend Mark conducted himself, and was a bit surprised by it as well. Certainly, after this weekend, it is unlikely that I will be calling him "the waiter" anymore. His name is easily remembered now. Do not take this to mean that I will allow him more easy access to your pussy, however. Not only is he too well endowed to allow him too frequent access to your tight little hole, but your emotions where he is concerned are still too obvious for that. Along those lines, I know that you may feel some sense of disappointment that Mark was so taken with Shonetta. I had not expected quite that response myself, although I cannot say that it displeased me. Her size makes it possible for her to easily accomodate him in all her holes, so I see no problem with him fucking her often. In fact, I was rather thrilled to see him fucking her ass with such relish. It was almost as if I had prepared her for just such an assault by my regular insertions of the big butt plugs, although that was not on my mind at the time. Never fear that your Mark will lose interest in you now that he has known the Negro girl, Monica. If something of that nature happens you may be sure that I will speak with him about it, but I have no fear in that regard, and neither should you. As delightful as she is, she is no replacement for you. Not for Mark, and never for me. Mark's zeal for Shonetta, coupled with my excitement in being able to have our Patti again and finally get her to the dungeon, did make it rather clear that we showed great wisdom in inviting the Eloise girl to join us, didn't it? Certainly there were many times during the weekend when you would have felt rather left out had you not had the little faux-teen to munch on. I do find it a bit hard to think that I only fucked the red one once during her visit, but there was much going on. I suppose I should sometime invite her for a personal visit when I can show her more of my attention. Remind me to do this sometime, or to at least include her in one of your visits here. It certainly was a visual treat to be able to watch the two of you together while engaged in some of the other fuckings and whippings, so I am quite glad that she was here. Also, you musn't forget that I did allow you to spend one whole night in Mark's bed while you were here. It is not as if you were unable to fuck him at all, now, is it? And there was a considerable amount of snuggling and general romantic fondling between the two of you throughout the weekend. I enjoyed seeing it, and I think you should look back on the weekend with satisfaction and some gratitude, in general. I did like the combinations. Four women and two men make for a good session, I think, especially when the women are all pussy eating girls, don't you agree? One of my favorite times was when I was ass fucking Patti, who was eating your pussy, and Mark was ass fucking Shonetta, who was eating the little redhead. I should have filmed that session and I regret that I did not. It grew especially hot when you and the Eloise one began french kissing each other in the midst of all that. But then I enjoyed watching the two of you kiss all during the weekend. She is indeed a hot little thing, isn't she? I think I am right in saying that you enjoyed Patti's dungeon sessions as much as anyone did. If nothing else it gave you an opportunity to let Mark and Shonetta fondle you while you watched it all, and I was not unaware of your orgasms during those times. Even our little redhead managed to get off on it, although she was forced to use the vibrator on herself. I want to buy her a black vibrator. It will contrast beautifully with the light pink of her inner lips. When I saw how hot Patti got in watching Shonetta get her whippings that first night in the dungeon, I knew that she would take to it beautifully herself. I did not expect that her limits would be quite as high as they were, at least not initially, but how could one judge such a thing beforehand? What really got to me, and I think to those of you who watched, was when she began begging for the tawse on her pussy. "Whip my pussy. My pussy. Pussy, Master, please," she moaned. Can you not hear her even now? I was surprised by that, but even more surprised when she took it as well as she did. Of course I did not land the tawse with enough force to damage her. That is not my way, as you know, and it would destroy me to hurt her seriously in any way. But the thin leather strands must have stung her poor little lips. She jerked as if they did, at least, and the tears came and the sobbing, and still she begged for more of it. I was not the only one who found that exciting, if memory serves me. In fact, I think it was at this point that Mark took your hand and put it on his cock and made you jerk him to orgasm, wasn't it? I can't be depended on to remember every time you made him come, but I do think that this was one of them. "Whip my pussy. My pussy." It was enough to make any man shoot his load, I should think. Another moment which I remember with great fondness was when I bound Shonetta and Patti together face to face in the center of the room and worked them both with the leather implements. Their difference in height made it possible for Patti to suck the black girl's nipples during the whippings, which I thought was especially nice. Obviously, so did Shonetta. I will long remember watching them hunch against each other so hotly, their white and black bodies pressed tightly, kisses flying, naked white pussy and naked black pussy bound and whipped and hunching naked in front of others with hard cocks and wet cunts. Such naughty little tramps. You have done an excellent job with our Patti, Monica. That first night, the one I allowed you to spend with the big dick, Patti lay in my arms and told me how much she loved you. She was a bit disappointed that you were not there in the bed with us, but of course I explained your need to her. She understood, having some fascination of her own for Mark's thick hunk of penis, but still I know she looked forward to the other nights when you would be near to us. Never, she said, had she ever expected to grow as fond of another woman, or as addicted to having sex with another woman. When I asked her which part of your togetherness was her favorite she found it hard to answer, saying that the mouth kissing, her kissing of your vagina and ass, and your kissing of her nether regions were all of equal importance and pleasure to her. No sooner had she said that did she begin speaking of your breasts and how she loved to suckle them, and then she mentioned dildos and vibrators and pretty soon she was riding me again and coming with great passion. The sweet little blonde does absolutely love to fuck and suck cocks. And now you have turned her into a sapphic wench who has an equal hunger for wet pussy lips and hard nipples. How proud I am of you! And the red whipping dress was perfect, by the way. That session I do have on film, and I look forward to watching it over and over. I am glad that I saved that session for one of the later ones, since I am quite sure it was a more severe whipping than any she recieved earlier on. Was not the destruction of the red dress on her body one of the more erotic parts of the weekend? I certainly thought so, and I think I should like for you to maintain a collection of such dresses for just that purpose in the future. Does it bother you that I make a wardrobe girl out of you? That I impose upon you the responsibility of obtaining and maintaining clothes for other beautiful submissives whom I fuck and whip at my leisure? I think, perhaps, that it bothers you no more than when I relieve myself in your mouth, or when I bring the dog in and others watch, or when I have you kneel between the Negro girl's long legs and suck my cum from her anus. Am I right? Is it not the service for which you yearn? Would your Mark ask such things of you? And if he did not, would your happiness in service be complete? I shall, perhaps, require that you watch me more with Patti. I do love to fuck the girl. The second night, the first that I spent with you and Patti in bed together, was wonderful. How I love to fuck her while you kiss her mouth! And when you slid in behind me and pushed your tongue into my ass while I was pumping her...I thought my balls were going to come out of the head of my cock, I came so hard! You must do that more often to me while I am fucking other women, my darling Monica. Especially when I am fucking our Patti, which I simply must do more often. Your bodies are so much alike, a fact which is no doubt part of my fascination with you both. And yet you are both so different in so many subtle ways. I cannot explain it, even though I revel in it. She is blonde, of course, a genuine blonde, with the fair yellow cunt hairs which I so adore. And you are my brunette girl, my dark haired lovely who has to carefully trim and shave her pubic region in order that her sweet fuck hole not be lost in the forest of dark hair. Perhaps your nipples are a bit more sensitive, and hers a bit longer, but not by much. And I would be hard pressed to say which of you has the better ass, or which is tighter in the fuckings. As for legs, well, there is nothing to complain about in either case. Her thighs may be slightly the better, but your calves win out, so we are at a draw again. You win at cock sucking, by a rather large margin, but she has just the slightest edge at fucking when she is on top. Her grinding hips and clenching pubic muscles do drive me to distration. When you are both on your back and taking dick, it is difficult to make comparisons, actually. I think I like her best when her legs are raised, but you are best when wrapping them around me. But, alas, it is pointless to compare the two of you. I should never want to have to choose between you, even though I know that I would pick my Monica if that time ever came. One thing that I do very much enjoy about the little blonde thing, and which I expect you find great pleasure in as well, is the extent to which her vaginal lips swell upon arousal. I especially like to see her with tight panties on at such times and to see the clinging material against those swollen lips. It makes her a lovely beaver shot girl, I think, because it is quickly noticeable, even in fleeting glances between her legs. Can you not imagine what magic power she could have over men by simply giving them such shows at times? Between the thighs and the swollen lips behind the panties it is enough to make one forsake his career to be a valet parking attendant. Thankfully I do not have to do that, but can only tell the girl to open her legs for me. Am I not truly blessed? Well, I have failed to mention many of the exciting moments of the weekend, but I know you will forgive me. Undoubtedly you will be hearing more from the Eloise one after this weekend, and of course you know that I am pleased by that and will want you to relieve her desire as often as required. The same goes for our Patti, of course, and I know I do not have to say that to you. I have no concern over Mark fucking Shonetta, so if you should come upon such information you may simply pass it along as yet another happening. I expect it, and as long as her body is available to me at my whim I am entirely supportive of it. For some reason I am growing weary of writing these letters, and for the time being at least I believe that I will choose to simply call you. Let me know if you need anything from me, and call whenever you miss your Master. With great love and admiration, Master Wade