The muscles showed cut muscle definition like a long row of roads going into each other. Her back had a tattoo of a cross on it, very well painted and... sculpted. She had an exotic Nordic beauty and was very attractive with thick lips with red lipstick. Her muscles were huge, 20 inches biceps and thick long legs and muscle calves. Her breasts were G’s and her nipples pieces. She had the word tattoo “Dead” over her breast, and on her stomach the word “Life”. Her breast was nice and firm and. Giving up control is always hard for me, but always enjoy the outcome. I thrive on true submission, on the freedom it gives me, and the pleasure I get from serving my master is unrivaled. But look at me, I am rambling, probably because as I mentioned, I am, as he likes, high. Currently, I am awaiting him. Im naked, something I can rarely handle when not in some altered state. He loves my body, but as most twenty-something females, I am far from comfortable in my body. I stand at a short five. Jack, great performance, as always. Anne, you're a natural, just like I knew you would be."Why, thank you, Mr. Dickem. I suppose getting fucked does come naturally to me," she said with smile. "Do you always run the camera yourself? I thought these shoots needed big crews." Most of them do, but a while back I was shooting a picture in Africa, and as we were finishing up a scene, a cougar came over to investigate the noise and then got rather annoyed at us being there. Would have been a great. I always used a cubicle because it was nice to sit down after standing in a tube train for the best part of an hour. The graffiti on the walls always intrigued me. Some of it was almost artistic. I didn't go for the hurriedly scribbled phone numbers with promises of cock fun. I liked the more figurative work. Someone had drawn a male torso with a hard cock sticking up proud from the side of a pair of skimpy black lacy panties. He was wearing the usual fishnet stockings. I felt my cock rise and.