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We will discussing, debating, and taking calls. You should be there. So clear your schedule, show up with wine and a cheese plate, and forget sports for a little bit.

Good Evening my Goddess:

I am truly humbled and grateful for this wonderful assignment and to prove my absolute devotion to you. I still have my precum-soaked panties in my mouth. Even now as I am writing this, the panties remain in my mouth, because I am YOUR slut and am willing to do anything to please you. I adore you and will be yours forever. I love that you command me to do dirty things to please you. And I am glad to to them,  to make you proud that I am yours.

The assignment was spectacular as all your assignments for me are. The Aneros felt amazing rubbing against my prostate, causing me to immediately start leaking as I rocked with my hands around your cock. I did as you instructed pushing and grinding, all the time knowing that I am yours and that I live to serve and obey only you. The more I did this, the more I leaked; and it was divine, Miss Angela.

I hope that you will deny me a pleasurable release for a long time. That my sacrifice of orgasms brings you great pleasure is everything to me. As I got closer to the edge and continue to feel the Aneros do its job, my thoughts turned to how wonderful it is to belong to you. The gifts you give me bring pure bliss to my heart.

I know where I belong, and that is at your feet:  under your control, being obedient and a good boy. I know this is what I want. I can’t wait to speak with you again; I crave hearing your voice as you continue to mind-fuck me — over and over and over again — until I am completely and totally transformed into your perfect slave.

Thank you again for this assignment Miss Angela. I have removed the panties from my mouth and will remain out of the cage until you say otherwise.

Your Pet

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Isn’t he just adorable? He was a very naughty boy for me and I’m pretty sure he was digging it, aren’t you?

This assignment actually contained many other components; I’ve edited that from the email as it’s between me and him. And, absolutely not! I will NOT show the pictures he sent. You know I NEVER EVER do that.

So, yes, you too, can request *paid* assignment from me. I’m very, very good at it. But if you know anything about me at all, you know I’m very, very good at everything I do. *wink*

xo, Angela

When I fantasize about being with you, I don’t fantasize about a stone goddess. I dream of a fiery human goddess, who flares and wanes, who burns slow and smokey and who burns fierce and pure.

I dream of all your changing moods and lively demands, of having to keep pace and to pay attention to you and your heart and mind and even spleen.

I imagine tending to you, exhorting you, celebrating you, and being your devoted bitch and torture victim.

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This email absolutely made my week. I even incorporated your emoji.  xo

Party Favor: Part II

[Part  I  …  click here]

Good evening, Ladies:

Ms. Angela has tasked me w/ writing all of you again. It’s been awhile; I hope everyone has been well. Ms. Angela informed me that she read out my previous address and I thank you for listening. I suppose I should be blushing, but we’re probably past some kind of (shameless) line of demarcation by now.

So Ms. Angela wanted me to recap our conversation last night for your collective amusement. We touched on a number of topics–as you all likely learned in the previous dispatch, I love the thought of Ms. Angela having me stop by and provide entertainment for the night, to be a Party Favor, as Ms. Angela succinctly puts it.

Among newer topics discussed were Ms. Angela’s intentions of introducing some ass-fucking into the mix (mine, of course). It’s been awhile since I have delved into ass-play, and Ms. Angela seems quite eager to personally re-familiarizing me. I let it slip that I actually owned a pair of panties, which, of course, she then had me try them on for her. I gave a brief synopsis of how I got those panties–potentially a story for another time in case anyone is interested. Based on what she said, it sounds like some posing for pics could be in my future, if you ladies are into that sort of thing. : )

All the while Ms. Angela was putting forth different scenarios of what could be taking place if I were in full Party Favor mode. Knowing what a foot slut I am, she said I would definitely be spending time at everyone’s feet–massaging, pampering, licking. Then when she sensed I was getting close, she discussed a scenario where I was laying back with my legs being propped up by one of you ladies, so my cock was positioned right over my mouth.

It doesn’t take a playwright to figure out what was coming next–namely, a huge load of hot cum for me to slurp down. I did hike my legs up like a slut–Ms Angela said one of you would also be also shoving a toy in my ass, and right then and there I started spurting that jizz all over my chest–some even made it up to my chin. I think this is because I had three weeks worth of cum stored up. You may be amused to learn that Ms. Angela had me begin saving up for quite awhile, then was simply “unreachable” until this weekend. Method to her madness? Feel free to ask her and let me know.

Anyway, hope everyone has a great time tonight. Thanks again for inviting this perv into your Monday night gatherings.

Sincerely, R.C.

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So what do we surmise from this deliciously revealing email?? Mr. R., per my sweevil (sweetly evil) plan,  is evolving or devolving, depending upon your point of view. Of course the panty thing has to be explored much more deeply, utilizing them as a means of education and control. 

Also, take note that R.C. revels in being the Party Favor. Which, of course, I intend to exploit.

I’m sure we’ll be hearing more from R.C.  for a long, long time. He’s such a pervy little delinquent, dontcha think?

xo, Angela

PS. Send Pics, R.C.  LOTS OF THEM! And I told the girls about the pantyhose, so do include some of those, too.

PPS. Said pics, ladies and gents, are for private consumption only and will not be displayed here. Even if R.C. might splooge uncontrollably at the thought of my exposing him in such an out loud way, that’s not what I do. Never. EVER.