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Only the following morning was i allowed to shower.
In my final year at university, i was in a relationship with a man who exploited my submissiveness to pimp me out to His friends; and one of my Tutors.
There, out of the blue, i again came into contact with my Lord.
Certainly, my masturbatery fantasies centred on me being a sex slave in various scenarios or perhaps a pain-whore in a BDSM brothel.
But apart from my time with my Lord, i had limited and unsatisfying experience of BDSM.
Then They all shot Their loads over my face and hair.
They wouldnt let me clean up, so i had to sit at the table and eat dinner with Their jism streaked across my face.