[Passionaria]

The message on your cell phone said :
Forgive me Daddy, for I have sinned. I haven't confessed completely, the depths of depravity lurking in my mind, or laid before you completely the weakness of my flesh. Forgive me Daddy, I have held back, keeping secret desires from you. I am afraid that I am naughtier, than either you or I had imagined. I'm begging you Daddy, have mercy on me while I try to explain.

While you were at work, I was on Fetlife thread stalking Fumar Diablo. He finds the most beautiful nasty pictures, Daddy, and you know how I like looking at pictures. Upon his leading, I came across the photo Gallery of a pretty Dominatrix, she likes girls, like me. She had pictures of herself naked, doing very nasty things. There was one picture in particular that I couldn't take my eyes off. It was a shot of her lying on her back, with her legs spread open, showing her bare bottom. She had the prettiest pussy I have ever seen. Perfectly shaven olive skin, with tender flower petals protruding gently from her soft, plump well shaped mound. It was so pretty, you could make a mold of it, and sell chocolate suckers that are reproductions, just so you could let it melt in your mouth. She said she shaves it every day with out fail. She has for years. But only with the grain of the hair, not against it and using a triple blade razor. That's why her skin is so smooth. I got so excited Daddy that I climbed into our bed, placed a soft white towel beneath me, and snuck one of your razors and some oil and carefully disrobed myself, from my golden silk. Each stroke of the razor with the grain. I loved the feel of the heat created by the razor crossing my skin. Burn, then relief. Over and over again across my most tender parts. When I was doing this all I could think of was your belt. The burn and then relief. As each clean shave strip of skin emerged, I followed it with my fingers. I got so wet that I couldn't distinguish the oil from my own wetness. My satin skin, so sensitive to my fingertips. After I was done, I put on my lacy boy shorts and sat on the edge of my chair. Everything feels so good against my bare skin and all I could do was squirm thinking of lying across your lap, and I imagined the edge of the chair was your beautiful big cock rubbing against me, while you spanked me until I cried. Then you made it all better by using your cock to caress that spot I like you to touch, deep inside me. The one that makes me crazy. I know I'm not allowed to play with myself, so I stopped, but I was so turned on. To try and make up for it, I took off my panties, and put them in the side pocket of your brief case......so I could share myself with you. I'll be there in time for lunch, I have more to tell you.