Kama Shyamalavathy

Kama-Shy-am-a-lava-thy
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KS
Kama Shyamala
Kala Sundari, Kama Sundari, Kama Sutra, Kinky Sexy,
Kinetic and Sensuous .
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Chapter 1
Shyamalavathy, a lecturer whose husband was alcoholic
and suffered from serious diabetes that had robbed him
of all sexual desire and left them in a sexless marriage for
many years. She was forty seven, mother of two girls and
a boy aged twenty two, nineteen and sixteen respectively
when her husband died. Her husband, a Lecturer, was
thirty two when he married twenty years old
Shyamalavathy, after his first wife died. He was a
suspecting and dominating husband. She led the life
accepting the fate, living with her cruel husband for the
sake of children. She was beautiful and sexy. Every man
who looked at her desired her. Her husband used to
torment her for no fault of her, when a man looked at
her. She did not have financial freedom and suffered
physical and emotional abuse from her suspecting
husband.
She did not feel sad or have feelings of grief. She did not
mourn. She felt relief, free as if she is set free from life
term imprisonment. She felt happy and elated. After
being told the news of his death, Instead of being gloomy
and sad she felt monstrous joy which means there would
be no powerful will bending hers in that blind persistence
with which men and women believe they have a right to
impose a private will upon a fellow-creature. She did not
have feelings of grief, sorrow and sad. She is experiencing
complete joy over the death of her husband, because of
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the resentment and helplessness that built up over the
years. she has been mistreated by her husband in the
relationship since marriage. His death is for the best for
her. She felt relief that he's dead and can't hurt now.
She felt better, Calmer and Safer.
She thought, 'I wasn’t good at being assertive, so his

selfish, inconsiderate domination walked all over me. I
was a living doormat. It’s not easy being a living doormat.
Anyone woman who has attempted to survive such an
existence will agree. I was resentful, exhausted, used up,
and wounded. I did not feel loved. At the same time, I
knew he needed me in his life because of his salary. I
was used and abused.'
She accepted condolences from friends and relatives

calmly. Since her happiness is not socially acceptable,
she masked her feelings in the presence of other people,
except with in front of children. Surprisingly even the
children did not feel sad due to the loss of dominating
and dictatorial father. During the customary mourning
period of her husband, she said it repeatedly under her
breath = free, free, free! The vacant look and terror that
was present in her utterance followed it into and
escaped her eyes, they remained bright and keen. She
kept saying free! Body and soul free. She has gone
through customary mourning period till thirteenth day
ceremony for the sake of society concealing her pleasure
and freedom.
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She received a letter on fifteenth day after her husband's

demise from an unknown person Shiva, expressing his
love, admiration, and praising her beauty. She was
surprised to receive such letter immediately after
becoming a widow. Every day she received a artistic
handwritten letter on beautiful stationary containing
erotic kmasutra positions and Khujaraho sculptures in
the background each day for a week from him.
Chapter 2
The summary and content of the letters :
My dearest darling Sweet beautiful Shyamala,
I love you. You are beautiful and sexy.
I like your smile, the way you hold your head, how you play
with your hair and your very essence entrances me and takes me
to a place where, for reasons unknown to me, I feel like I want
to have you as mine. I guess some people would call that love,
but I would say it is much more intense and passionate. All I
know is that I like you honestly and I want to know you more.
That's why I'm writing you, to see how you feel. I am not asking
for your just friendship and love. I am asking you to be mine.
I like your tall, dark, curvaceous sexy beautiful body, smooth,

radiant glowing healthy skin, beautiful oval face, deep set kajal
lined expressive eyes, and well defined thick curvaceous
eyebrows, well-defined juicy wide full thick pouting pronounced
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cupid bow heart shaped lips revealing passionate, artistic,
creative, intelligent and energetic erotic personality. I am
attracted to your long, curved, and almost-concave slope with a
slight upward peak at the tip nose, long smooth neck and sexy
round shoulders, fat smooth arms, artistic long fingers, large
huge voluminous firm pendulous mountainous breasts hung
from lean chest, big nipples extending out of your brazenly top
heavy frame. I admire your taut thin waist curvaceously spread
onto wide bottom and big hemispherical protruding inverted
pots-like hips, your beautiful black, long, soft, silky, lustrous,
smooth, shining, wavy, voluminous, uniformly thick hair
reaches her hips. I want to hold your hair arranged into a
bewitching thick braid. I admire your curvaceous erotic exciting
body, firm yet full at the bosom and wide round hips. I want to
kiss your prominent fleshy belly button with deep hole and
wide rim. carves lusciously in a vortex to fit a jewel. You have
beautiful and sexy taut and fit body with flat stomach and your
curves are well defined for a forty seven year old.. I want to
fondle your large, globular, firm, and voluminous breast. Your
thick fat arms, huge enormous hips and butt excite me. You
have an erotic body of 36-26-40. Incredible hip size, that is!
Also, your her bra size I think is 36D, You maintained and
stayed pretty fit, but left enough fat on your ass, thighs and
chest to shape a curvy figure despite advancing age. Your sexy
curvaceous body and personality makes you desirable. Your
thick arms indicate that you have thick fat enormous thighs.
The shape and size of your wide mouth succulent juicy thick
cupid lips indicate that you have juicy thick cunt lips and
enormous significant clitoris. You are Kama Shyama, Kala
Sundari, Kama Sundari, Kama Sutra, Kinky Sexy, Kinetic and
Sensuous, and Cleopatra. You are a ethereal, angelic, goddess of
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love and sex. You are Rathi Devi, Rambha, Urvasi, Menaka,
Tilottama, Shyamala, Apasara, You are a divine courtesan.
I wish I could kiss you in the morning everyday and remind you
fresh each day how lovely you are, how beautiful your smile is,
how your sexy voice, your words, your hands, your freckles,
your expressive eyes, your thick arms, Your mouth, Your juicy
thick cupid shaped lips, your huge breasts protruding, your thin
waist, your nose make me crazy with want, to kiss you for
every sweet thing about you even though that would take a
thousand years, especially since that would take a thousand
years. I would like to kiss your juicy lips and drink your nectar
every night.
I wish I could whisper in your ear and have it be the first thing
you hear in the morning; tell you what you mean to me, how
wonderful you are, how special you are, how the world is a
better place with you in it, how badly I want you, desire you,
crave you right there in your bedroom and no matter what you
think you look like, you are heart-breaking, beautiful and
desirable to me in every way. I wish I knew your feelings and
thoughts better. I worry about screwing this up, saying the
wrong thing, saying too much, not saying enough.
I fell in love with you ten years ago, the first time I saw you -
Love at first sight. But could not express my heartfelt love to
you because of circumstances. I am thirty three years old. I have
been in love with you for ten years. The feelings inside me for
you are profound, intense, terrifying and terrific all at once.
Ten years back, I saw you and fell in love with you. and know
about you. On seeing I felt fatal physical attraction and
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immense desire to have you. I find that I nevertheless share some
sort of connection with you. I am obviously sexually attracted to
you and enamored by your beautiful and sexy appearance, but at
the same time have this sense that the two of us will be able to
connect on a deeper emotional level than purely a physical one. I
want to know the real you. Let us begin to get to know each
other. Let us know and explore each other. I want you to be
mine. I feel you are mine and you belong to me. Let us share
aspirations, dreams, desires, fantasies, feelings, ideas, memories,
musings, secrets, thoughts uninhibitedly without any hesitation.
Open up your mind for me and share your thoughts, whatever
they are I can understand and appreciate you without criticism.
Consider me as your close intimate friend, your soul mate, and
your alter ego. Let me enter you, your mind and explore you.
The God surely took extra care when he made you so beautiful
and erotic. God must have made you so beautiful for me. You
look absorbing, abstemious, adamantine, adaptable, aphrodisiac,
alluring, amative, amenable, amorphous, amorous, angelic,
animated, appealing, appreciable, archangelic, ardent, arresting,
artistic, aristocratic, austere, bawdy, beguiling, beautiful, beatific,
beckoning, beguiling, bewitching, bimbo, bubbly, bouncy,
buoyant, calm, captivating, carnal, celestial, charming, chirpy,
commendable, compelling, concubine, concupiscent, cognizable,
cognitive, cognoscible, confident, consummate, contemplative,
covetable, curious, concubine, cougar, courtesan, curvaceous,
dazzling, delicate, delightful, delirious, desirable, discernible,
distinguishable, divine, dreamy, earthy, ebullient, edible,
ecstatic, effervescent, elated, elegant, elfin, enchanting, energetic,
encomiastical, engrossing, engaging, enticing, enthusiastic,
enthralling, epicurean, erogenous, erotic, estimable, euphoric,
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euphemistic, evoking, excellent, exemplary, exciting, expansive,
extenuative, exuberant, exquisite, fabulous, fascinating, flawless,
floozy, fervent, flirtatious, fleshly, flowery, fuckable, frothy,
galvanic, gentle, gracious, gripping, glorious, gorgeous, haunting,
harlot, hedonistic, heavenly, hot, holy, hypnotic, hypnotizing,
impeccable, immaculate, impish, impressive, inciting, iniquitous,
intriguing, interesting, inviting, intelligent, intense, introspective,
juicy, kinky, lascivious, lavish, laudable, libidinous, licentious,
lovely, lovable, libertine, likable, lickable, lubricious, luring,
luscious, lush, lustful, luxurious, magnetic, magnificent,
magnanimous, malleable, marvellous, mature, meritorious,
mischievous, mesmerizing, munificent, mystical, natty, naughty,
noble, nubile, nurturing, nymphomaniac, obsequious, obstinate,
opulent, passionate, perceivable, percipient, physical, pleasantly
plump, pleasing, pleasurable, pleasure-loving, pleasure-seeking,
pretty, primrose, promiscuous, profligate, promiscuous,
positive, proactive, provocative, prurient, pulchritudinous,
putain, puzzling, ravenous, ravishing, rapacious, restrained, rich,
riveting, rousing, ravenous, ribald, salacious, scopious, sexy,
seductive, sensuous, sensitive, sensational, sensuous, sensory,
sensualistic, slut, splendid, spellbinding, sprightly, stimulating,
stirring, stunning, sparkling, steamy, stupendous, stunning,
sober, soft, sublime, submissive, succulent, strumpet, sumptuous,
supple, sybaritic, sycophantic, symmetrical, sweet-tempered,
tramp, stunning, sybaritic, tantalizing, transcendent, tempting,
thoughtful, titillating, tolerant, and vicious , voluptuous, unique,
wampole, whore, wonderful, zippy and zealous.
I am attracted, bewitched, captivated, enamored, enraptured,

entranced, aroused, and fascinated by your ethereal beauty. You
are such a pulchritudinous woman, every man that beholds you
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surrenders to your beauty. Mere words cannot express and
communicate your beauty, extraordinary feminine beauty and
erotic personality. With all the qualities you possess, you could
have become a rich courtesan! You have been leading a life of
suffering woman. No words can express your beauty and
alluring personality.
I have been observing, admiring, appreciating you, your erotic

beauty and alluring, erotic, exciting, gracious sexy personality for
the last ten years with intense love and immense desire to have
you, to own you, to take you in my arms, cuddle you, kiss you,
meet you and to unite with you but never get an opportunity to
talk to you or meet you in person. You are one of the most
sexiest and desirable woman I have ever seen. I know that you
are a woman with abundant stored unfulfilled desires and sexual
energy lurking inside simmering volcano of bold, untrammeled
passion despite the deceptive, calm, sedate, subtle, subdued,
orthodox, understated, sophisticated outward personality you
present to the society.
You are definition of female eroticism, perhaps having qualities

of Padmini and Hasthini that is described in Vatsayana Kama
sutra. I wonder what type of woman you are.
Lovingly & Intimately Yours Shiva
P.S:
The Vatsayana Kamasutra states that there are four types of
women. please try and figure out which one you are…because I
sure as hell can’t! According to their appearance and physical
features, women are classified into four.
They are
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1. Padmini (lotus woman)
2. Chitrini (art woman)
3. Shankini (conch woman) and
4. Hastini (elephant woman)
Padmini or Lotus woman has a face like a full moon. She

dresses well and her flesh is soft and her skin as tender and
beautiful as a yellow lotus. She is not dark colored. Her
youthfulness is about to burst. Her eyes are bright and beautiful
like the big eyes of a fawn. Her breasts are hard and straight.
Her neck is delicate, straight and lovely. Wrinkles at the middle
of her belly are horizontal and appears as three folds of fine
skin. Her yoni resembles a lotus half opened and smells like
newly opened water lily. Her gait is like a swan’s and her voice
like cuckoo’s. She delights in decorative clothing and fine jewels.
She is religious, intelligent, courteous, and enjoys conversations
with learned people. Thus is the description of a lotus woman.
She in whom the following signs and symptoms appear, is
called Padmini, or Lotus-woman. Her face is pleasing as the
full moon; her body, well clothed with flesh., is soft as the
Shiras or mustard-flower, her skin is fine, tender and fair as the
yellow lotus, never dark coloured, though resembling, in the
effervescence and purple light of her youth, the cloud about to
burst. Her eyes are bright and beautiful as the orbs of the fawn,
well-cut, and with reddish corners. Her bosom is hard, full and
high; her neck is goodly shaped as the conch-shell, so delicate
that the saliva can be seen through it; her nose is straight and
lovely, and three folds of wrinkles cross her middle, about the
umbilical region. Her Yoni resembles the open lotus-bud, and
her Love-seed (Kama-salila, the water of life) is perfumed like
the lily which has newly burst. She walks with swanlike gait, and
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her voice is low and musical as the note of the Kokila-bird 5;
she delights in white raiment, in fine jewels, and in rich dresses.
She eats little, sleeps lightly and, being as respectable and
religious as she is clever and courteous she is ever anxious to
worship the gods, and to enjoy the conversation of Brahmans.
Such, then, is the Padmini, or Lotus-woman.
Chitrini or Art Woman is of medium size – neither tall nor

short. Thick, black hair; thin, well rounded and shell like neck,
tender body, sculptured waist; hard, full breasts; good-shaped
thighs and wide hips are peculiarities of art women. Her yoni
area is soft, raised and rounded and covered with thin hair.
Smells like honey. She gaits like an elephant. Sound like that of
a peacock. She likes variety. She is good at singing and excels at
all art forms.
Shankhini or conch woman is tall, large and with dark yellow-

brown skin. Her breasts are small, limbs are long and thin. She
looks out of the corners of her eyes. Her yoni is ever moist,
covered with thick hair and tastes salty. Harsh voice and gait
decisive. She eats in moderation and is fond of new clothes,
flowers and ornaments. She is a great lover and engages too
much in love. She is hard-hearted, insolent and good at finding
faults in others.
Hastini or elephant woman is stout with a coarse body. Lips are

large, voice is harsh and neck is bent. Gait is slow and walk is
slouching. She is never easily satisfied in sex and she prefers
prolonged sex. She is gluttonous and shameless. She enjoys sex
during all seasons and during all hours of the night and during
all seasons of the year.The Hasthini is short of stature; she has a
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stout, coarse body, and her skin, if fair, is of a dead white; her
hair is tawny, her lips are large; her voice is harsh, choked, and
throaty (voix de gorge) and her neck is bent. Her gait is slow,
and she walks in a slouching manner; often the toes of one foot
are crooked. Her Kama-salila has the savour of the juice which
flows in the spring from the elephant's temples. She is tardy in
the Art of Love, and can be satisfied only by prolonged
congress, in fact, the longer the better, but it will never suffice
her. She is gluttonous, shameless, and irascible. Such is the
Hastini, or elephant-woman.
Subdivision of women based on the size of vagina: The four

orders of women, Padmini, Chitrini, Shankhini and Hastini,
may be subdivided into three kinds, according to the depth and
extent of the Yoni(vagina). These are the Mrigi, also called
Harini, the Deer-woman; the Vadava or Ashvini, Mare-woman;
and the Karini, or Elephant-woman.
The Mrigini has a Yoni six fingers deep. Her body is delicate,
with girlish aspect, soft and tender. Her head is small and well-
proportioned; her bosom stands up well; her stomach is thin
and drawn in; her thighs and Mons Veneris are fleshy, and her
build below the hips is solid, whilst her arms from the shoulder
downwards are large and rounded. Her hair is thick and curly;
her eyes are black as the dark lotus-flower; her nostrils are fine;
her cheeks and cars are large; her hands, feet, and lower lip are
ruddy, and her fingers are straight. Her voice is that of the
Kokila bird, and her gait the rolling of the elephant. She eats
moderately, but is much addicted to the pleasure of love; she is
affectionate but jealous, and she is active in mind when not
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subdued by her passions. Her Kama-salila has the pleasant
perfume of the lotus-flower.
The Vadava or Ashvini numbers nine fingers depth. Her body

is delicate; her arms are thick from the shoulders downwards;
her breasts and hips are broad and fleshy, and her umbilical
region is high-raised, but without protuberant stomach. Her
hands and feet are red like flowers, and well-proportioned. Her
head slopes forwards and is covered with long and straight hair;
her forehead is retreating; her neck is long and much bent; her
throat, eyes, and mouth are broad, and her eyes are like the
petals of the dark lotus. She has a graceful walk, and she loves
sleep and good living. Though choleric and versatile, she is
affectionate to her husband; she does not easily arrive at the
venereal spasm, and her Kama-salila is perfumed like the lotus.
The Karini has a Yoni twelve fingers in depth. Un clean in her

person, she has large breasts; her nose, ears, and throat are long
and thick; her cheeks are blown or expanded; her lips are long
and bent outwards(bordes), her eyes are fierce and yellow-
tinged; her face is broad; her hair is thick and somewhat
blackish; her feet, hands, and arms are short and fat; and her
teeth are large and sharp as a dog's. She is noisy when eating; her
voice is hard and harsh; she is gluttonous in the extreme, and her
joints crack with every movement. Of a wicked and utterly
shameless disposition, she never hesitates to commit sin. Excited
and disquieted by carnal desires, she is not easily satisfied, and
requires congress unusually protracted. Her Kama-salila is very
abundant, and it suggests the juice which flows from the
elephant's temples.
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She was amazed, amused, astound and surprised to
receive such a letters from an unknown man. He did not
offer condolences or mention her recent widowhood.
She tried to guess who could have written such a
amorous letter? She wondered, 'Is someone known to
her trying to take advantage of her being a widow.' The
letter came from a faraway place as indicated by postal
stamp on the envelope. His handwriting is beautiful. She
received voluminous detail handwritten letters on
beautiful stationery everyday admiring, apotheosizing,
complementing, consecrating, eulogizing ennobling,
glorifying, idealizing, rhapsodizing and praising her
beauty, expressing love and intense erotic desire. The
letters increasingly became more romantic, bold erotic
and explicitly descriptive. She was not angry. She was
amused. She was feeling happy and started waiting for
his letter every day and reading them again and again.
She never had an opportunity to share her thoughts and
inner feelings with anyone. However, all that changed
when a mysterious lover begins to write to her. For the
first time, she gets to know a man's inner soul that desire
her. Whoever he is, this man is interesting, intriguing and
a mystery and the best thing that has ever happened to
her. She was able to get to know his intense love,
innermost feelings, immense desire for her and to share
her feelings. She wants him as a soul mate.
She thought that we all tend to hide our true inner

feelings in person but when writing a letter, it’s easier to
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write our deepest feelings. She had never thought about
it like that before. His letters were so romantic and
explicitly erotic and it touched her heart like no other
romantic story ever told.
He was a mysterious stranger and became her soul mate.

Being desired by man, younger to her by fourteen years
is thrilling and exciting for her. His letters made her
romantic feelings surface and aroused, awakened,
evoked, incited and provoked her banal and carnal
desires. It didn’t take long to realize how wonderful he is,
she began falling in love with mysterious lover, whom
she never met. She thought, 'I have been going through
some kind of sex drought. I am hungry and ravenous. All
I want is to meet this mysterious lover. she could not
resist and replied. She wrote and rewrote many a time
and after considering to withhold but could not resist.
Finally she replied.
Shyamalavthy reply to Shiva
Dear Sir
I am amazed, astounded, surprised and puzzled to receive letters
such detailed from you, daily for the last one week expressing
your intense deep love and desire for me. Who are you? How
do you know me? I am forty seven year old, widowed fifteen
days back. I have two daughters and a son. Your letters did not
indicate the fact that you know about his newly acquired widow
status. I am astounded to know that you have been in love with
me for the last ten years. It is definitely a pleasure for me to
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know that a man has been admiring, appreciating and loving
with desire silently and secretly for ten years without any
encouragement and reciprocation from me. Ten Years is a long
time to sustain such an intense love and desire.
I am amazed that you are giving love without expecting anything

in return. You have been giving perhaps a lot more than you
initially thought and now want to begin experiencing the flow
of reciprocity. I do not know whether I truly deserve your love.
You have demonstrated by waiting for ten years that your love
is true and mature and not just infatuation.
I wonder why did you choose to reveal now expressing your love
for me. Is it that, you are aware that I have recently become a
widow and hence easily available for you for your enjoyment?
The post mark on your letters indicate that you are from
Bombay. I cannot recall having acquaintance with any man with
your name. I also wonder, is it a mistaken identity? Are you sure
it is me you have been and are in love. You may have been in
love with some other younger beautiful woman from this
college, and got the name wrongly. But I feel It is me you are
seeking and not a mistaken identity. I wonder why me?
You say that you have been in deep love with me for the last ten
years. You could have informed me then. Why did you not
inform your love for me then? Why did you wait for so many
years? Perhaps you have seen me when I was thirty six, and fell
in love with me being infatuated and attracted by my beauty.
Have you seen me recently? Now I am a matured woman and
may not be as beautiful and sexy I was. Eleven years ago I was at
Technical Teachers' Training Institute (TTTI), Madras for one
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year Faculty Improvement Program, staying alone without
husband in hostel. Do you know me in Madras? Are you one of
my ex-colleague or ex-student? Are you younger or elder to me?
The intensity of your romantic love and desire expressed in your
letters so beautifully make me think that you are younger to me.
So many unanswered questions in my mind.
I have been leading a respectable life with dignity and social

status. If your letters to my college address are opened by others,
it would scandalize me receiving such explicit romantic love
letters at this age from a man. Being a widow, I am an easy
target for gossip. There are gossipmongers who are jealous and
envious of me in my college, and especially in department. I
hope you do not want scandalize me. I have two daughters of
marriageable age and do not wish to get remarried. Having
clandestine love affair now at this age disgraces me in the
society.
I appreciate your knowledge, language skills, effective and

succinct use of words and phrases, the style, tone and clarity of
your poetic writing to convey and communicate romantically
your intense love and immense desire for me. I am sure you are a
highly educated and creative person. Reading your letters is like
reading an erotic romantic novel. Thank you for choosing and
showering me with such an honor of praise, admiration and
adoration. I am having conflicting thoughts influenced and
induced by your adoration and admiration and at the same time
consequences of accepting you as a lover and soul mate into my
life. You have obviously been seeing me for the last ten years
and must have been aware of the changes in me. Many men
including my male colleagues, young students and strangers gaze
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at me obviously with sexual desire. Some men even made
indecent proposals. But I remained a faithful wife without
having any extramarital illicit affair. Do you think being a
widow, I am an easily available woman now for your pleasure?
In your letters You have not been requesting for my love. It
surprises me that you are commanding me, as if I have been
your lover for a long time. You have been ordering me to open
up my mind to you and share my secret thoughts and desires.
Sharing my innermost feelings and thoughts scares with anyone
else scares me because I may be misunderstood. Why are you so
confident that I accept you as my lover?
I have been living a life as a wife without having love in

marriage. I wonder many a time,' Is it true that the love between
a man and woman exists as described in romantic novels. Is the
relationship between man and woman, be a marriage or having
extramarital affair is a convenient arrangement to satisfy mutual
physical desires.' You have become a mysterious man and
definitely aroused my romantic love feelings. I now believe true
romantic love exists. Honestly, you have already opened me up
and entered my mind without my permission. I have been forced
to think of you ever since you wrote your first letter. You have
occupied my mind so much that I cannot think of anything else
except you. When I read your letters, I feel you, feel your love
as if you are reaching me, touching me, cuddling me, and
embracing me. Sometimes, I think and feel you are
communicating with me by Telepathy. You are reaching my
mind effectively transferring mind-to-mind communication,
thoughts, ideas, feelings, sensations and mental images. I feel
you are reaching me through your mystic telepathic power
whenever you want, because I feel your presence as if you are
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there with me and my mind and body is filled with pleasurable
sensations.. I can feel the waves of your love surrounding me. I
can feel and sense you that you are watching me. You are
making me to think about you always. telepathically. I feel you
are sending sexual love and making love to me telepathically,
because whenever I think of you, I feel aroused and stimulated
and body responds with desire. yesterday, when I was taking
bath nude and later on dressing, I felt you were with me,
watching me, touching me. I think you tune the frequency of my
mind and send your waves of desires. receive Did you
communicate with me yesterday. I cannot help or control
thinking of you, sometimes when I am in the midst of people, in
the college, in the classroom teaching or at home, suddenly you
enter my mind and I feel your presence in me and my body
responds. Sometimes it is an embarrassment to conceal the wave
of pleasure.
Thank you for your sustained love for so many years. I am

curious to know how do you know me, what do you know of
and about me, and where did we meet, Do you still love and
desire me with the same intensity? I would have accepted your
love had you informed me eleven years back when I was at
TTTI. I was staying in the Hostel away from husband. Did I
miss an opportunity to experience your love all these years.
Please reply to my residential address which is given below.

Anxiously await your detail reply
Sincerely Yours
K. Shyamalavathy
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Shiva's reply
My dear sweet sexy sizzling Shyamala,
I know that you cannot think of anything else except me. You
are experiencing power of my love. You are experiencing my
intense desire. As we become older, we know more about
ourselves and what we want, what we can tolerate and what we
cannot. Falling in love later in life can be a lot less confusing
just because we know ourselves better. I think we have a better
idea what we desire from a partner, so perhaps identifying a
compatible person might be a little easier too. I do not hesitate
to state that it is physical attraction, fatal infatuation and intense
desire for you that sustained my love for you.
In a conscious romantic loving relationship, there’s room to feel

anything. Not only that, there’s room to express those feelings
and fantasies to your partner. This is edgy territory. it’s not easy
to do. But it’s also one of the most healing things we can
experience in love. It’s rare to be completely honest about who
you are, and to stretch yourself to let your partner do the same.
You may not like what you hear, in fact, it may trigger the hell
out of you. But you’re willing to be triggered if it means your
partner can be authentic.
You asked whether I am transferring my love telepathically.

You may wonder , “Is my lover thinking about me?” You will
know if you listen to your thoughts. we can experience a
pleasure that lifts the soul and catapults it across galaxies, taking
it to a place of beauty that exists as a secret of nature. And a
secret of nature is what true sexual pleasure is. Much more than
the physical experience of sex, which is about friction of body
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parts, psychic and telepathic sex is among the highest
expressions of Love, Harmony, and Beauty – it is the result of
merging thoughts, auras, and souls in a dimension that is within
our grasp, yet out of this world. How we get there, however,
requires complete openness and trust; it also requires practice
and patience. I encourage you to try to enter my thoughts so
that you may share in the pleasure I feel as you send thoughts of
sexual pleasure to me.
Sit and concentrate, visualizing me inside of you, at that the

stage of physical intimacy just before climax; women hold my
manhood inside firmly. Keep those thoughts for as long as you
can, sending thoughts of your pleasure while receiving them -
importantly, share. It is the sharing that brings supreme
pleasure, which exists at a deeply psychic level. In this dimension
of thought and knowing, send whatever thoughts and emotions
you are feeling to your partner, expressing your love and
admiration for them, telling them how you feel - express all of
it, even if there are tears, just express.
Through practice, you will know when I am thinking of you

and I will know when you are thinking of me. There will be no
question, there will be just love – there will be pure bliss – there
will be a release and experience of pure joy. Experience me.
You are an erotic beauty. Every inch of you exudes raw

sexuality. You seduce with your eyes, that slight smile, walking
style and your mannerisms. Despite that you are elder to me by
fourteen years and that you are a widow now makes me think
that our relationship can flourish now. I can marry you and
make you my wife for which you may say that society does not
accept and approve. We can be lovers and soul mates forever.
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Do you think having clandestine love affair at this stage of your
life is improper, immoral and illicit. You know very well that
age does not matter. Come to me my darling, I will show you
the heaven, make all your sexual dreams and fantasies come true.
I envy the men who has the opportunity to see and enjoy your
beautiful sexy figure every day. Had I met you eleven years ago,
at Madras during your one year FIP, I would have definitely
seduced you then, you would have happily become my lover
having an extramarital affair cheating your husband. You would
have turned your husband to be a Voyeur and Cuckold. We
could have enjoyed one year of living together. We missed the
opportunity.
I met Lakshmi eleven years ago at Madras while she was doing
FIP, and she became my lover. I know both of you are not on
friendly terms. Ten years back, during one of my visits to
Lakshmi I saw you. I fell in love with you at the first sight. It
was fatal attraction and I decided to have you as mine. Lakshmi
told me that before marriage, you used to come to college with
your hair in two braids. The image of you in my mind in two
braids at the age of twenty two was thrilling and exciting, I am
anxious to see you now in two braids. I have been aware of
animosity between two of you. Strangely, She was the reason I
had the opportunity to see you. She is aware of my intense
desire for you. I think, the reason of animosity between two of
you is that 'both of you are beautiful and sexy'. You envy her
because she was bold to divorce her inept tormenting husband,
and has been able to get a lover of her choice, which you could
not do. Now you know that I love you and desire you, envious
feelings about Lakshmi should cease and both of should become
my loving mistresses and sisters in sin.
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I have seen you few days after your husband's demise when you
came to Lakshmi 's house. There was no sadness or grief in your
eyes. I saw immense relief in you. Despite being a new widow
you are looking beautiful exuding raw sexuality. You aroused
my intense deep carnal desire for you. It is visible that the
sudden demise of your husband brought out the real woman in
you hidden inside you. I knew that you were ready for me, and
now available for me. I was sure that you noticed the desire for
you in my eyes when I looked at you. I recognized the pent up
desire in you and the real you in you. I think you are have felt
that your wishful thinking became true when your husband
died. It may sound sadistic and cruel but you can tell me. You
are now free to do and live the way you desire. Your thoughts
now are free galloping like wild horse with new found freedom.
You are like a wild horse. You need to be tamed. I am the man
who can tame you. I know you are in an emotional and
biological need that must be gratified. The perception of need
begins with a rise in emotional intensity, you feel more strongly
about being with someone who loves you, dominates you,
protects you and possess you. As the intensity increases, it can
feel like you need to have it, for one compelling reason: It’s the
same emotional process as biological need. When emotion
suddenly rises, your biological needs increases. In other words,
the perception of need becomes self-reinforcing: “I feel it,
therefore, I need it, and if I need it, I have to feel it more.”To
love freely and safely, get in touch with your deepest desires,
lurking beneath surface feelings of loneliness. Your deepest
desires will lead you to a relationship with me based on
compassion, kindness, fairness, intimacy, and love, rather than
temporary excitement or relief from shame and loneliness. Do
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not be ashamed to recognize your need. You need a man who
can tame you. It is me who can tame you. You need me.
You will enjoy the erotic humiliation by me. You are ultimate
bitch and a Cunt. You need to be humiliated, degraded by me
so that you realize what you really are. I urge you to awaken
your erotic life. Embracing your erotic soul and deepening the
intimacy in your life is both a consequence of deep presence and
its gift. Healing yourself in your deepest erotic space can only be
a deliberate act, and the doing of it miraculously heals
everything else. Tapping into the courage to know your own
deepest sexual thoughts and feelings, and offering them with
your whole being, is both a life work and lasting gift.
Shyamala, You may wonder why am I using dirty filthy

derogatory words. I know you like them. If you want a simple
answer, it is because You have come to recognize humiliation
or humiliating treatment as a sexual behavior in the same way
that most others would recognize flirting, or personal contact,
or even a style of dress or other behavior. You like a man to be
in charge. All sex has an emotional aspect and humiliation is a
powerful emotion. You like humiliation and have probably
learned to associate belittling treatment with the sex you are
attracted to. It is possible this could come from trauma, but it
may more commonly come from the personalities they have
encountered in early life. This desire is fairly common. You
enjoy submission and humiliation.
The liking of humiliation varies from just enjoying some very

specific fantasies, up to a liking for extreme and repeated
mistreatment, but despite this it is really just part of the
emotional aspect of human sexuality, though it can become
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quite addictive and a problem in some people. For you I am
there to guide, direct, command, teach you to enjoy your
journey of erotic humiliation.
Do you want to further waste your life living like a celibate

without pleasure thinking of ethics, morals, traditions and social
restrictions. Are you afraid of the disgrace that you may face
socially and consequences, if you are in love affair now. Men
around you may not have capacity to recognize the real
adventurous, amative, amazing, amorous, aphrodisiac, ardent,
aroused, bewitching, carnal, concupiscent, desirous, enchanting,
erotic, exotic, fascinating, fervid, hot, kinky, lascivious,
libidinous, loving, lustful, lubricious, maudlin, romantic,
passionate, prurient, sexy, sensual, steamy, stimulated, sultry,
voluptuous, wanton, wild, wistful person hidden in you. I
recognized the hidden qualities in you and I want to have you
as mine and I am sure you want to be mine. Instead of being a
desolate woman I will help you to be a desirable and dazzling
woman. instead of being a celibate I will make you to celebrate
every moment of your life. So let's celebrate everything we are
and everything we have with mind, body and soul! You will not
be afraid of the society, you will be confident and proud to
announce to the world that you are having a man in your life.
My desire for you is so intense, many a time I wish I could have

been your Neighbor, Colleague, Student or one of your family
member, may be a Uncle, Uncle's son, Cousin, Brother, Brother-
in-law, Nephew, Step-son or Son so that I can see you, talk to
you, have you and know the real you in you. You may feel that I
am thinking of taboo incestuous relationship with you.
Whatever the relationship we are connected even if its
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incestuous, I want to have you. You are celebration of feminine
sexuality.
I would like to know you - your mind and body. What are the
most sensitive erogenous zones of your body. I will find out
when we meet. i will explore each and every minute part of your
body and mind to know you.
I think you
Lovingly Yours
Shiva
Lakshmi, a former student later became her colleague of

Shyamalavathy in the same department was not on
friendly terms with her. Both stay in the opposite houses
in the colony. Forty year old Lakshmi, a beautiful lean
sexy divorcee with long hair has been a mistress of Shiva
for eleven years. They met in Madras when Lakshmi was
doing one year FIP. They were staying in TTTI hostel.
Lakshmi 29 years divorcee then was at her sexual prime
and fell deeply in love with Shiva. Shiva got attracted to
her. He especially liked Lakshmi's long hair. Lakshmi is
wild in bed and Shankhini woman. The hostel was
common for both men and women. Everyone in the
College, Colony and her sisters know about the affair
between Lakshmi and Shiva, who visits her occasionally.
Lakshmi told everyone that She is Shiva's mistress. Shiva
used to see Shyamalavathy during his occasional visits to
Lakshmi and knew about her. Lakshmi told Shiva about
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Shyamalavathy husband's suspicious nature that was well
known in the colony, when she observed Shiva gazing at
her and obviously interested to have her. Lakshmi being
Shiva's mistress for ten years is envious of Shyamalavathy
because of her beauty.
Shiva's knowledge about female psychology, language

skills and poetic writing style very much impressed
Shyamala. He even wrote poetry praising her beauty. In
his letters he describes her with beautiful words phrases
what he saw in her body, her style of walking, the way
her thick braid moves on her hips. Shiva skillfully uses the
language to express his emotions, feelings, love and
sexual desire for her. He writes how he is going to treat
her as sex goddess, worship her beautiful body and make
passionate love to her. His letters aroused her sexual
desire. It was like reading erotic romantic novels
stimulating her core banal desire. She felt that she is
being chased by him who wants her madly so much that
he wants 'take her'.
Dear Sir
I am again surprised to learn that you are younger to me by
fourteen years and you have been Lakshmi's lover. I fell in love
with you through your letters communicating romantic intimate
passionate deep love and desire for me. I am also honored that
you recognize my inner qualities as described by you with so
many adjectives. I have to look up dictionary to understand the
meaning of phrases you used to describe me. Even the
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derogatory, debauchery words you wrote electrified me, twisted
my nerves sending shocking sex waves through my mind and
body. I wonder whether I qualify to be described like this. You
also have awaken my desires. It seems you are an expert mind
reader.
I remember seeing you many a time during your visits to

Lakshmi. I noticed your gazing at me every day when I go to the
college and return. I also have been aware you have been
observing me from the terrace of Lakshmi's house. You are tall,
handsome irresistible masculine man. I envy Lakshmi. My desire
to be your lover becomes more intensified because you are
Lakshmi's lover. The fact that Lakshmi's lover desires me gives
me pleasure and a feeling of triumph. It is a feeling of victory
over Lakshmi. I feel jealous of Lakshmi because she was bold to
divorce her husband and found you, seven year younger young
man as her lover. I saw many a time you and Lakshmi going to
movies as if you both are husband and wife. She flaunts you as
her lover, whenever you visit she used to movies with him. She
told everyone in the college that you are her lover. I wish I was
at Madras during that one year FIP instead of Lakshmi when
you were staying there in the Hostel. I could have had
wonderful time at least during that one year with you. I am sure
you would have chosen me instead of Lakshmi if I were there.
Did that bitch trapped you then? I think so! You were only
twenty two, young and virile bubbling with uncontrollable
desire. She provided her body to you to release your sexual
energies into her. If I were there I could have given you myself
to do whatever you want to do.
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My dear sir, I am happy to note this fact that you think I am
more beautiful, sexy and desirable than Lakshmi. It gives me
immense pleasure that in your eyes I am more sexier and
desirable than Lakshmi. I know that you also regularly write
letters to Lakshmi. Have you informed about us to her? She
does not seems to know that you have been writing to me. had
she known, she must have spread the news by now. Does she
know that you love me more than her and prefer me? I wonder
what you like in that abominable, obscene, cheap, disgusting,
loose tongued, bitch Lakshmi. She is a depraved, perverted,
lewd, malicious gossipmonger. Whenever You visit her she
behaves as if her husband came home after long time and
proudly tells everyone, inviting her other depraved divorced
degenerated friends home to show you off. I am sure you know
about her nature and psychology and the type of women she is
friendly with. I am sure you control and tame her wild nature.
Whenever you visit her, you must be doing her the whole night,
because the next day everyone can see that she has not slept the
previous night and looks like thoroughly used by you. Perhaps
you must be enjoying her sisters and her sister's daughters and
her friends - Vasundhara, Lathadevi, and Shubhalakashmi. She
must be arranging women for you.
I am surprised at myself that I enjoy and get excited with

uncontrollable desire reading your raunchy, explicit, uninhibited,
erotic, vulgar letters. the letter filled with dirty, filthy vulgar
derogatory words and phrases which would normally makes
woman feel offended and humiliated. You have definitely
helped me learn and improve and enjoy indecent vocabulary.
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Sir, The thought of you dominating me arouses me to the core.
It’s not just pain or forceful physical dominance that get me
going. The power is also in your words-in the triggers. In the
real world I don’t approve of the words whore or slut being
used to shame me. I also don’t like being told what to do. Tell
me not to do something, say something, or wear something and
I’ll immediately want to do it. That's how it used to be with my
husband. With you, though, the things I can’t abide in real life
become eroticized. Strongly delivered, these words are a major
turn on. I long to be told what to do. by you. I want to give
you, my Sir complete control of me. I enjoy every 'Please, Sir'
and 'Thank you, Sir' I utter. I’m aroused by the fear of being
punished for not completing a task or forgetting to ask
permission. These triggers are strong and working for me when
I am writing. I’ve been reduced to a wet mess with just your
letters.
Lovingly and eagerly waiting to be Yours

K. Shyamalavathy
Shyamalavathy and Shiva exchanged letters almost every

day. She started sharing her thoughts, her troubled life
controlled by her suspicious dominating husband, secrets
and other feelings which she never shared with anyone
else for the fear of misunderstood. In him, she found a
close intimate friend and soul mate with whom she can
share anything and everything. The question that puzzled
her is whether or not he is as wonderful, romantic,
passionate, chivalrous in person as he is in his letters,
letters that were given much thought, letters written so
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romantically and eloquently, letters that touched her
heart and excite her!
His really powerful communication, that actually delivers

to her the value of human connection is based
in authenticity. it made Shyamalavathy to get to her
authentic self through exploring and unleashing her
inner self. He empowered her to be confident and true
to herself. She was eagerly waiting for his letter.
Shiva wrote
My dearest darling Sexy Sensuous Sizzling Shy-am-a-lava-thy
The few times I had the opportunity to see you, from the
opposite house terrace, and while you walk to college, it had
taken his breath away. Seeing your smooth, soft shiny skin,
with your hip length long hair braid adorned with flowers, your
big breasts and big ass had an unbelievable impact. Had I been
near you, I might have taken you right there and then. Your flat
stomach showed the discipline of years of yoga and daily
running. Your lithe neck, collarbone and chin are so shapely -
they simply cry out to be kissed and nibbled. Your beautiful
breasts are so firm and sexy. I imagined licking up from your
navel to between them, as I wondered about your nipples,
whether they were a light rosy pink or a soft brown.
I cherish exactly who you are and what you are. I will bring out
the real you hidden deep inside you. I will peel off the
accumulated layers of resentment and perceptions to help know
your real self. I know beneath your berated, calm, dutiful,
mellowed, restrained, repressed, subdued, sober, solemn, somber,
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obdurate, orthodox external appearance you project, you are an
untamed wild woman and should be tamed and trained. I will be
bringing out your crazy sexual wild side waiting to be unleashed,
which perhaps you do not even know that exists within you yet.
I know you are a slut and whore. Unleashing your inner slut
that craves naughty, dirty sex side makes you orgasm over and
over again and ask me for more. It’s like magic. It seems that
you have not been tamed and fucked properly by your late
husband, except abusing you physically and verbally since he
could not satisfy you sexually. He has been suspicious of you
because of your beauty and was afraid that you might have
extramarital affairs. He abused you emotionally. Emotional
abuse is any nonphysical behavior or attitude that controls,
intimidates, subjugates, demeans, punishes or isolates another
person by using degradation, humiliation or fear. Nonphysical
behavior or attitude means neglect, invalidating another’s
thoughts and feelings, and refusing to acknowledge the needs of
the other intentionally. Over a period of time, this kind of
emotional climate in a marriage can squeeze the life out of a
marriage and out of a wife. I understand that you have endured
physical and emotional abuse all through married life. Yet, you
did not submit yourself to your husband.
Now that you are mine and you belong to me. I own you and
possess you. I want to - be with you, abuse you, acquiescent you,
acquiesce you, around you, admire you, adore you, align you,
awake you, bang you, beat you, besiege you, command you,
cuddle you, comfort you, coax you, debauch you, demand you,
deprave you, drain you, dominate you, drill you, drink you, eat
you, educate you, emancipate you, encircle you, engage you,
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endorse you, engorge you, enjoy you, enlarge you, enthrall you,
enter you, entertain you, envelop you, evoke you, excite you,
explore you, feel you, fill you, fondle you, free you, fuck you,
give you, glamorize you, honor you, hump you, ignite you,
imbibe you, induce you, incite you, indulge you, ingurgitate you,
inveigle you, invoke you, involve you, kiss you, know you, lap
you, lead you, lick you, love you, melt you, mount you, melt
you, nibble you, open you, occupy you, pleasure you, peel you,
procreate you, possess you, ram you, reach you, ride you, rip
you, screw you, slurp you, subservient you, suck you, surround
you, stroke you, squeeze you, tare you, taste you, tease you,
tantalize you, teach you, treat you, tongue you, torment you,
unite you, use you, and widen you. I want to make you happy
and experience the ultimate sexual pleasure which you never
thought possible and to make love every day and night. When I
use and abuse you, You will be happy.
What stopped me so far? Fate, Time, Proximity and Distance I

guess, or common sense. Because we were living in distant places
and you were someone else's wife, I did not want cause trouble
to you. I wanted to inform you about my love for you, earlier
but knowing that you had suspicious husband stopped me to
chase you. You may not be aware that I have waited for ten long
years for you. had we been living in the same town, I would have
enough time to comfort you, to make you confident and free, to
chase, to seduce, to entice and fuck you. You would have
become my mistress happily, even when your husband is alive.
You would have divorced him, if he did not accept your
extramarital affair with me. But, he would have become a
voyeur, cuckold and be happy to see you fucked by me
thoroughly. I would have impregnated you.
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I understand how you feel now, having conflicting and
confusing thoughts and thinking whether or not to accept me as
your lover. I am sure you cannot think of rejecting my offer to
be my slave. You need me. As a widow, having a illicit
relationship with me may cause family problems to you, may
disgrace your family social status and may cause obstacles for
marriage of your two beautiful daughters. I assure you secrecy,
if you so desire and do not do anything to tarnish your image.
Let us meet to know each other. Tell me, share with me all your
desires and fantasies, I will make them true. It is a promise. You
cannot imagine the things I will do to you and make you to do
willingly because you will be eager to please me and serve me.
You will not regret having me as your lover. You will have
psychological and physiological fulfillment of your needs,
desires, dreams and fantasies.
My desire for you has been ever increasing in the last ten years.
You have become more sexier as you mature. I want to
experience the spirit of eternal beauty and tenderness mirrored
in your eyes and fling you down under me on that softy belly of
yours and fuck you up behind, like riding a horse, glorying in
the very sweat that rises from your arse, of your flushed cheeks
and tangled hair, to lie heads and tails with you feeling your
fingers fondling and tickling his balls or stuck up in me behind
and your hot lips sucking off my enormous monstrous long
thick gargantuan gigantic cock while my head is wedged in
between your fat thighs, my hands clutching the round cushions
of your bum and my tongue licking ravenously up your rank red
cunt. I will prompt your lips and tongue, to provoke me by
obscene touches and noises, and even to do in his presence the
most shameful and filthy act of the body. You will remember
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the day you pull up your clothes, bend over and beg me to fuck
you. Then you will be ashamed even to meet my eyes. You are
mine, darling, mine! I love you. I will make you my slave.
I will do everything possible to you and I want you to do

everything and anything you want and desire. For me, every
part of your body is precious and I will kiss, lick and lap your
body. I will taste, lick, lap and slurp your sex juice. You resent
your late husband because he is not enough of a man capable of
fucking you, taming you, make you submit and surrender
yourself to be used. That is the past.
I will show you what it means to get fucked and reach ecstatic
whole body orgasm. Let me forewarn you, once I fuck you with
or without your consent, you will be my slave for life. It is me
who recognize the real slut in you, your inner self, You will be
begging me for more and more because you need it and you
want it. I am the man who can trigger simmering volcano and
make you melt.
Do not be afraid, I will help you unleash your inner slut. You
will surrender and submit yourself to me and obey my orders.
You will enjoy the pleasure of submission like a horny bitch in
heat or like a cow in mating season. You will enjoy and invite
physical, verbal abuses by me, which you resented when meted
out by your inept late husband without fucking you properly as
you need. You are a woman born to be fucked. With me you
will enjoy pleasure in pain. You will experience the pleasure of
pain being submissive, controlled and ordered and fucked by
me. You will enjoy when I use abusive, filthy and dirty words.
You are a real slut. You are whore. you are a tramp.
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You will enjoy the kinky sex which you never heard or imagined
that exists. I am not going to elaborate now on what kinky
things I will do to you, because the surprise element makes it
more pleasurable, when I do things to you. I want you so
wrapped up in excruciating pleasure that the only thing that can
occupy your mind is how to keep from bursting at the seams.
You will explode like a volcano.
Shyamala, Do you know that, In fact, love, sex, pain and

violence all stimulate the release of similar chemicals and
hormones in the human body. Endorphins that are released in
painful experiences are often perceived as pleasurable. Stress and
pain can also stimulate the serotonin and melatonin production
in the brain, which transforms painful experiences into pleasure.
The release of epinephrine and norepinephrine in pain can also
cause a pleasurable ‘rush’. Human biological response supports
the complex and mysterious link between pain and pleasure,
which we see in the runner’s high and the facial expressions
during orgasmic release.
The practice of combining painful techniques with sexuality is

ancient. Kama Sutra refers to safe practices reflecting the ancient
rituals of sexual dominance and submission.. Loving someone
emotionally creates the same pain and pleasure experience that
lives in the body while making love to them. The moments of
deep connection and intimacy, vulnerability and nakedness are
matched by their opposite experience, feeling deeply hurt by
your lover, by what was said, or, just as often, what went unsaid.
The act of loving in whatever form requires a willingness to

experience both the pain and pleasure. This is the piece of
sustaining loving relationships that is easy to miss, or at least
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misunderstand, and tragically the place where we walk away
from the heart of what we want most. I will make you
experience and enjoy blissful pleasurable pain.
You probably still think it’s scary and that’s okay. It’s not for
everyone. For you, It will be pleasure. You will love to indulge
in all my fetishes and fantasy role-play, spanking. being tied up.
and being treated as a pet. You will experience the ultimate joy
of nirvana, like sublimating yourself to God. Remember your
sex energy is your lust for life! It's your passion! Get passionate,
get sensuous! Love your beautiful body! but if you don't do it
you'll never discover your Paradise Portal! Shyamala, your body
is a portal to Paradise. Your body is an instrument that can
create and experience pure unadulterated Bliss! Get in there and
love it! Feel it, touch it, play with it, pleasure it, and savor the
sensations that your body gives you as you kiss me, as you
stroke my long thick monstrous gigantic cock, as you
masturbate or as you are fucked by me mercilessly!
And if you have a problem with the Fuck word - practice saying,
"I love to be fucked" hundred times a day until you can say it
and take a dirty ribald pleasure in saying it! Love the life in you
- it's really, really good! So learn to tease your desire and hold it
at fever pitch, because arousal will benefit you mentally and
spiritually and make yourself ready for me. You can do it with
anything you want - it doesn't have to be sex, though sex is the
most effective. When you are hungry, take a piece of fruit into
your mouth and just "hold" it there ... see how long you can go
without actually chewing it, just close your eyes and taste it, feel
its texture, savor everything about it.
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It's a well known fact that most of the artists, geniuses, creators,
leaders and entrepreneurs of the past and present have very
strong sex drives. You need to take action and get your juices
flowing again! You've got to get your sex energy up and
buzzing. I will make your abundant stored juices melt and flow.
You will not be having any conflicting thoughts or afraid of

what the society will think of you. You will be happy to let
know the society, colleagues, neighbors, family and friends that
you are my slave, my kept woman and my mistress. You will
enjoy being my lover, mistress and slave, despite the social
stigma and condemnation you will face. You will enjoy being
called a mistress of Me. You will actually tell your children and
everyone that you are my mistress.
I suggest that you imagine the minute details of how I will eat
you, treat you, worship your sexy beautiful body, abuse you,
arouse you, fuck her, tame you, use you and make love to you
to satisfy you desires, when we meet and do everything possible.
You go to a temple and see the sculpture of various sex
positions, read Kama Sutra and use your fertile imagination to
know the things I will do. You will be in ultimate bliss.
Nothing is taboo between us.
Do not worry much about my relationship with Lakshmi. I am

capable of controlling her. She is a bitch definitely. She cannot
afford to be disobedient to me. Of course what you said about
her is true mostly. My enjoying her relatives and friends is also
true. I can come to your house and let everyone in the colony
know that now you are my new mistress. Do you like that. Both
you and Lakshmi want to fight with each other for my love? For
your information She was not the only lover I had during that
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one year at Madras. I had other lovers too. Be happy that I
consider you as unique and want you to be mine. My slave.
Lovingly yours
Shiva
She was happy and thrilled that at her forty seven years
age, Shiva, an young highly educated handsome man
found her beautiful, irresistibly sexy and desirable. He is
seeking, chasing and pursuing her relentlessly to take
her, to have her, to experience her feminine beauty and
to fuck her. She has become obsessed with him, waiting
everyday for his letter.
Despite having grownup adult children, she could not

control thinking of her new found lover, whom she never
met socially. Her children knew about the mysterious
uncle, as she happily discussed about him with them.
They even started teasing her when she goes into room
to read his letter immediately after coming back from
college. Waiting for his letters became unbearable, It has
become an obsession for her. Every day when she comes
back from college in the evening, she asks her children
for uncle's letter. She reads his letter many a time and
writes detailed reply expressing her feelings, emotions
and thoughts in detail. The following morning she gives
the letter to her son to mail.
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Prompted by her new found freedom as a widow, her
dormant suppressed sexual desire surfaced and the love
letters further triggered her romantic feelings despite
deep conflicts, religious faith, traditions, moral ethics,
social honor and her needs which she found hard to
reconcile. The content of letters between them became
more romantic, explicit, sexy and raunchy. She started
thinking of him always, the mere thought of him made
her sexual desire mount to unbearable heights and her
pussy becomes wet.
He wrote erotic intimate feelings about her and

encouraged her to express herself uninhibitedly all her
thoughts and feelings and her refluxes while reading his
letter. She responded with equal enthusiasm describing
her thoughts about him and her fantasies, which she
never shared with anyone else, the deepest desires
which she were not aware exists in her mind and perhaps
afraid of admitting to even herself so far. While reading
his erotic descriptive letters, she feels he is already
making love to her, get excited, her body and mind
responding with uncontrollable sexual desire and
invariably masturbated to orgasm. It has become a habit
for her to read his letters with her fingers in her pussy.
She is aware that she is considered attractive and sexy

by men, but all these years she felt completely out of
touch with what really turns her on, what actually makes
her body feel good. After all, her mind-body connection
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that lies at the heart known as ‘erotic intelligence’ is all
about having the capacity to trust herself, to be in touch
with her own body, her boundaries, her values and how
she feels her own sexual energy. She has taken the first
step to enhancing her sexual awareness and became
aware of what her mind and body is trying to tell. Her
letter writing to Shiva is like a letter to her own body,
telling him how she feels about it and what she likes
about it. She shared her feelings, imaginations and body
reactions uninhibitedly in vivid details in her letters.
Inspired by new awakening of her sexual energy,

Shyamalavathy started taking care of her body, grooming
herself to be a pretty and attractive and sexy woman.
When her husband was alive, she did not have freedom
to buy saris of her choice and present herself as she
wants. With financial freedom, she bought new thin
transparent silk, georgette, chiffon and lustrous linen
saris and got stitched low deep cut wide neck designer
blouses. She started wearing sari well below her
prominent fleshy navel revealing and flaunting her
curvaceous body. Instead of tight braid or bun which she
dressed her hair earlier as instructed by her late
husband, she dressed her hair in loose bewitching thick
braid. She did intense exercises to maintain her midriff.
The overall effect is that she transformed herself into a
sexy woman flaunting her beauty. Her new look
surprised everyone. Men of all ages including her
students looked at her with awe, desire and lust. She
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enjoyed the attention, male gazing and sexy comments
she is getting now. She being available widow, men
known to her started talking with her suggestively
offering intimate friendship and companionship. Some
men even visited her home suggesting her friendship and
more. She enjoyed the comments at her back calling her
kama sundari, Kama Shyamala, kinky slut, Kakinada
sweet, and Cleopatra. Women colleagues scorned and
gossiped at her new sexy slut look and said that instead
of being a gloomy desolate widow she has changed into a
sexy available widow inviting men's gaze at her. She is
preparing to present herself to her young mysterious
lover. She started doing more vigorous exercises to keep
fit, reduce her tummy and waist fat. She has thick arms,
but she could not do anything about that. She bought a
weighing machine to watch her weight.
Her children including her son commented that she is

sexy. Her son said, his friends are saying that he has a
sexy mother. 'I hope Shiva finds me sexy too' she said to
children.
It has been three months since he wrote his first letter.

He changed her gradually, entered her mind, encouraged
to open up her mind and share with him all her thoughts,
apprehensions, aspirations, cravings, desires, dreams,
fears, feelings, fantasies, likes, moods, perceptions,
preferences, opinions, wild thoughts, tastes, She thought
it is time to meet Shiva. She wants him. She is happy that
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he desired her and understands her and accepts her as
she is. He has become a great friend and soul mate. She
wondered about her needs and desires. As he said, he
brought out the slut in her. she wants a man in her life.
her mind and body needs love and sex. surprisingly Shiva
recognized her needs and desires.
Is it that she wants to be fucked? If it is so, there are so

many men around her waiting for an opportunity and
ready to fuck her. But she wants to be fucked by him. The
desire for him has become uncontrollable need. It is he
who stirred her emotions. It is strange that she wants
him so much even without seeing him properly or even
meeting him socially. Now she is not bothered about
having an affair despite knowing that she will be scorned,
and called a immoral woman.
She received another letter from him.
My dearest darling Sexy Sensuous Sizzling Shy-am-a-lava-thy
If you are still confused about my invitation to own you, to

dominate you, to be you Master, to make my slave, I would like
to read the following and try to identify your needs and desires
to be dominated. It is not BDSM, It is Eroticized Dominance.
The eroticization of male dominance and female passivity and

submission in couple relations is a game in which there are no
winners, a luring bond that makes human relationships
human, an empathic connection, a hardwired drive to mutually
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know and compassionately understand one another that is
rooted in our nature..
This capacity remains dormant, however, unless developed and

nurtured. It is a learned ability that requires such skills as being
open and vulnerable to one another, an essential aspect of
growing the courage we need to love with our whole heart. To
love with our whole heart, in a nutshell, means to develop our
capacity to remain empathically connected to self and other, in
moments when core fears, such as inadequacy or rejection, get
triggered.
Our human brains are wired to move toward pleasure and avoid
pain. We learn and adopt behavioral patterns that release feel-
good hormones such as dopamine or oxytocin. We are also
wired to learn from pain, to seek to eliminate or avoid what
produces pain and anxious sensations, such as the stress
hormone cortisol. These processes are regulated by the mind of
the body, the subconscious. The body also releases feel-good
hormones whenever we experience relief or lower anxiety
through the specific ways we’ve learned to deal with stress, such
as an angry outburst or an emotional shutdown.
Emotions shape and spark the firing and wiring of neurons that
produce behaviors. Happy neurochemicals are released whenever
our distress is relieved by behaviors that activate these feel-good
neural patterns. The happy chemicals - Oxytocin, dopamine and
serotonin develop synapses each time they are released,
strengthening behavior patterns associated with feel-good
sensations of relief and pleasure.
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Essentially, beliefs are perception filters that our body relies on
to know when to activate its sympathetic and parasympathetic
nervous system. Eroticized dominance in couple sexual relations,
at least subconsciously, indicates that Sex is a beautiful and
unique experience for personal pleasure to prove superiority
via dominance and a key aspect of emotional intimacy in a
couple relationship. Primary goal is to win by overpowering the
will of another, to ensure they know their place and willing to
be dominated. Love is regarded as overall sex-focused, sex is
equated with intimacy. Women only respect and surrender to
men who fuck them to satisfaction, dominate them, and respect
is associated or equated with obedience.
My dear Slave baby, be prepared to be dominated, be

controlled, to obey my orders and to be my slave. You belong
to me. I own you, your mind and body. You have not answered
my question.. What type of woman are you? If still do not
know, I will find out soon, when we meet. Padmini, Chitrini,
Shankhini and Hastini. and Harini or Ashvini, Karini,.
Lovingly Your Master - Shiva
She read the letter many a time, imagining him and

thought of her married life with selfish unromantic
husband. She thought 'Shiva understands me, my soul
and my thoughts'. She never had satisfaction in sex with
her husband. Her husband just fucked and ejaculated
disregarding her needs. She read the words and phrases
in the letter, its meanings and imagined him. He said She
is a slut and his slave. She got excited, her cunt became
wet and she masturbated to orgasm. She came out of
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the room and her daughters teased her, 'Mommy you
have been spending so much time reading love letters
from uncle. You are like a teenage girl falling in love. We
are happy to see you like this. We want to see him.'
She blushed, and said, 'I am eager and want to see him
too and want him to see me at the earliest.' During the
dinner with children, she could not stop talking about
Shiva.
Shyamalavathy went to her bedroom read Shiva's letters
thinking what type of woman she is, and what type of
woman he likes. She wrote a reply.
My dear Master
You helped me to introspect myself recognize and accept the

real me. My life was not easy since the very beginning. A
troubled childhood taught me how horrible it is to be born as a
girl in a conservative family. His younger brother got all the
attention and love from his dad and relatives, whereas girls
always felt unwanted. In a way, we were used to being
mistreated. For his dad, we were nothing but a curse, a burden.
In spite of this negative atmosphere, the wonderful nature of his
surroundings helped me dream a better future.
But that wasn't the end of it all, a challenging adulthood was

waiting for me with open arms when I grew up. Because of poor
financial status, though I was working as a Lecturer, I was
married as a second wife to a widower who was alcoholic,
insecure, suspicious and dominating and abusive. Because I am
beautiful, every man looks at me with desire. His husband
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suspects me. I was used and abused. I suffered and endured life
with him for the sake of his children. When his irresponsible,
inept, selfish husband died, I got the tag of a widow. I couldn't
escape the infamous tag in our society one way or the other but
still, it was a great relief for me. I did not feel grief. I don't feel
ashamed feeling the way I did. Does it sound bad or cruel?
Maybe, but I believe my long struggling life gives me the right
to feel so. I never enjoyed sex with my husband.
Today, I am a widow and let me tell you how society wants me

to live my life. Society wants a widow to live her whole life
without sex, regardless of when she lost the physical intimacy.
But, nobody cares. I always found sex healthy and this taboo of
not being able to do it suffocates me a little.
I am a forty seven year old widow with two daughters and a son.
I do not wish to get remarried, but does that mean I have no
sexual needs or I shouldn't have any? Finding an appropriate
person as a life partner again is not an easy task for a widow in
the orthodox Indian society. I fail to understand why I am not
allowed to have a healthy sexual life. In a situation where most
people don’t want women to talk about sex and related topics, I
can imagine how much hatred I might face if I express his
thoughts on my sexual desires to others. But I recognize it is one
of my basic needs. I don't deny it and I don't want to. I crave
for your sexual touch every night I try hard to go to sleep. I have
dreams, desires and erotic fantasies. I have fertile imagination.
You prompted and invoked all my dormant desires surface. You
have successfully unleashed, my inner slut, my animal instincts
and entered my mind without asking my consent. Now in all my
dreams you are the man of my life. I am happy that you found
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me. I appreciate that you have been waiting for me ten long
years to take me. In the eyes of the society, accepting you as mys
lover, I may be called a slut and whore. I do not care. I want to
be yours. I think I will enjoy being called your mistress!
You are fourteen years younger to me, yet I feel like an young
girl when I read your letter and imagine you. Thinking of
meeting and mating with you, being with you, and being your
plaything, has only gotten me more exciting. I still wonder what
you'll do when we meet. I'm still amazed by how dominating
you've gotten, and how you can make my breath come short and
my mind spin wildly with your powerful play of words. I realize
now that I want to be dominated by you. I am happy to
surrender to you. I want to be your slave forever. You are my
Master. You have already become my master. Are you going to
force me to do the things you like. If I refuse, will you beat me
and rape me? I just imagine the scene and I wonder at myself
that I am willing to submit and surrender to you. Writing this
and thinking of all the romantic, dirty, filthy things you want to
do to me, I got so much excited, I want you to explore me,
excite me, and exhaust me and do everything anything you want
to do with or without my consent. Do you need my consent, my
Master to eat me, beat me, use me and abuse me?
I fell in love with you before you informed me that Lakshmi is

your lover. Everyone in the colony is aware that bitch Lakshmi
has been your mistress for ten years. She is a sexy bitch in heat.
For the last ten years, I have been aware that you have been
looking at me, gazing at me with desire and watching me from
the terrace during your visits to Lakshmi. I felt jealous of
Lakshmi, though a divorcee, having such an young handsome
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man as her lover and enjoying. Secretly I admire her courage
being open about her relationship with you. Everyone one in the
college and colony know about it. Perhaps it is you, who gave
her the courage. It seems that women of all ages are invariably
attracted to you. I do not know how many other lovers you
have. People in the colony gossip that Lakshmi's elder sisters
and her sisters' daughters are also your lovers. Is it true? What
will you tell Lakshmi about us? Once she knows, she will
spread the news to everyone. I do not care. Rather I would love
everyone gossiping that you prefer me to her. I am determined
to prove that I am a better lover than Lakshmi and any other
woman you have had sexually and otherwise. Will you continue
to fuck Lakshmi too.
I am sure you will be surprised and like to see the change in me-
in dressing and everything else. Thanks to you for your
prompting, encouraging, guiding and advising me to transform
for the better. You have skillfully lead me like an expert
therapist. I received the bras and panties couriered by you. It
seems you have lot of experience in buying women's lingerie.
You are already controlling and dictating me what to wear. I
want to enjoy being controlled by you, my Master. I want to be
better than all the women you have had including Lakshmi.
I have spent all these days, since your wrote your first letter,
trying to figure out what the hell my problem is. So I went in
search of answers. Reaching out and digging deep inside me
both psychologically and physically. So here it goes, Looking
back I did not know what I want. I know I want more than
what my husband offered in sex. I wasn’t sure what I would do
when I got freedom after his husband died. I had no experience
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to draw on. I only knew that to be true to myself was something
I needed to make me feel complete. When my husband died, I
barely got out of the starting gate into freedom and ran right
into you. I felt as though I had just hit a brick wall, stopped me
dead in my tracks no matter where I stepped. No man has been
able to do that. You helped me realize my own deep desires. My
husband tried to dominated me by beating and abusing but he
was not my master. I did not love him. I did not submit to him.
This is how I knew you were the dominant for me. You have
guided me to understand the pleasure of submission willingly
and wholeheartedly.
I am a submissive with a lot to learn. It’s not enough to just

have a submissive nature. It goes far beyond sex.. I’m learning
about myself and what kind of submissive I want to be. Trying
to blend those things together has been a bit of a challenge. At
the same time I’m trying to find my place with you.
My master, I may not have yet had a chance to physically

witness your extreme power, but the very idea of giving you
complete control over me is beyond thrilling. I never pictured
myself finding someone I could wholly submit and surrender
to. Every day I awake thinking of ways I can please you.. I
know you will always watch over me with his best interest in
mind. I look forward to seeing what things I will learn from you
once we are together as you have been my teacher without even
knowing it.
As your submissive, your pet, your baby girl, your kitten, your
slut, your slave, your mistress, your whore, your servant, your
maid, your niece, your baby sister, your student, your lover, your
wife, or your friend, I promise to follow the rules you set before
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me in each role. I will be obedient and accept each task you give
to me with a smile, happily, whole heartedly, sincerely and with
excitement in whatever the role you want me. There are a few
things I can do everything as submissive and slave to be sure I
am properly showing my respect and appreciation for Master
have done for me. These actions include but are not limited to,
daily devotions, proper kneeling, a proper bow, and waiting
properly sexily dressed as per your wish at the door for your
arrival. I have become much more serious about this lifestyle
since you initiated, lead and provoked since I started. Without
your guidance I find myself wondering what I should do. I will
complete each task set before me in the most pleasing and
appropriate way possible as I serve you his Master and God.
You have become his religion and God. Now I understand the
bliss of complete devotion and surrender oneself. I want to be
the best slave you ever had.
The love, the trust and sharing, the words communicated and
felt, those are all parts of our relationship. My body is yours,
and if you say I am beautiful, then I am. No matter what I look
like to others, I am beautiful in your eyes, and because of that I
hold my head high. If you say I am your precious jewel, then I
am that, a beautiful, sparkling gem. If you say that I am your
pet, your slut, your whore, your slave, your mistress, your lover,
your wife, your friend, your little girl, your baby sister, your
servant, your maid, your mother, your aunt, mother-in-law,
sister-in-law, then I am that, as pious, wanton and dirty as you
want me to be. My mind is yours to expand, to explore, to
know only as you can. I have no secrets from you for secrets are
a thing that would keep me from being more perfectly yours.
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Secrets would put a wall up between my Master and myself and
I do not want walls.
Your lessons not always ones I would seek on his own, but they
are lessons you have decided that I need, and so I learn from
you. His soul is yours as bare to your touch as ever his skin
could be when I kneel naked at your feet. Never a moment goes
by when I do not feel your presence, be miles away or standing
over me. If I were to ever displease you,, your displeasure would
be a blow to his soul, worse punishment than any lashes could
be. The anguish of his soul that I feel when I disappoint you is
harder to bear than any physical anguish I feel.
I am grateful that you care enough about me to spend your

time and energy so freely on me. I have the easier job, to feel, to
experience, to let myself go and abandon everything to you. I am
your pleasure and your responsibility, and you take both
seriously. I am your submissive woman. I am proud to call
myself that, my submission is a gift that I do not give lightly,
and can only be given to you who can appreciate that gift and
return it tenfold. I am a slut, only to you, my Master who has
that strength, will I give myself fully, because I am strong and
proud. I surrender myself to you.
I’m now so ripe for verbal and non verbal severe hard beating
and abuse. Mute and accepting of your delicious hard angry
long thick monstrous cock plunging into my wet moist hungry
pussy. Angry with rage pounding hard against my buttocks.
Ramming in and out furiously, my pussy juice gushing
plentifully on your cock and dripping down his thighs. Please
master call upon me and I’ll run to you. No words just severe
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heavy bloody beating. Beat all your rage upon me. Allow me to
bleed for you. Let my body be thrashed and beaten severely
until you are done. No words, no explanations just my bloody
beaten, my naked body taking all your wrath. I give to you all I
have to give. I patiently await my chance to prove my worth to
my master.
The wait for our romantic encounter and an opportunity to be

your slave making me feel sexually stimulated with anticipation
and expectation of excruciating pleasure. I have been a celibate
for a long time without having sex. Anticipation about our
meeting and mating is mounting. Flirting with you all these days
through your effective stimulating words made me ready for
you. I masturbate thinking of you. Whenever I see Shivalingam,
I think of your lingam. When I do puja, I am thinking of you.
I wish you had initiated me long back so that I could have
enjoyed the bliss.
I want to confess that I have dreams about you every night and
think of you when I am awake. You said you wish you could be
his family member - the thought amuses and arouses me, you
being my father, brother, brother-in-law, nephew, stepson, son,
or son-in-law. In all my dreams and wishful thinking whatever
the role you are, you dominate me, tame me, teach me and train
me and I end up as your obedient willing slave. When I wake up
suddenly and remember the dream, I am filled with immense
pleasure having such thoughts and dreams having illicit, incest
and taboo relationship with you. You gradually and successfully
influenced and lead me to think that nothing is taboo. All his
orthodox, moral, conventional, socially acceptable values have
gone out of mind and became an immoral slut.
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My son is eagerly waiting outside the room to drop this letter in

the post box. I do not know whether he opens my letters and
read them before mailing. I have a suspicion he does. What does
he think of me reading my letters. he must be thinking that I am
a degenerate immoral kinky slut and whore. Once I go out of
the room, my daughters will know I masturbated. I am sure
they know that I have been masturbating everyday reading your
letters behind closed doors. I also think my daughters are
reading your letters when I am not in the house.
My two beautiful daughters Madhavi and Sridevi are eager to

see you and asking me to invite you home. They refer to you as
Daddy. They want to meet you, but I am afraid and you know
why. They are in love with you! And you are a Casanova. I
imagine that you want becoming his son-in-law marrying both
his daughters.
I sublimed to you, and want to be your slut and slave for his
life. Now, I am yours. I am ready for you. I do not bother what
others think of me. I will be happy to let the society know that I
am your mistress. When are you taking me to promised heaven.
Please let me know when can we meet. I am eagerly and
anxiously, waiting for you. I want to be your slave. Summon me,
I will come to you wherever you are. Please come to me and take
me. I want the world to know that I am yours. Your mistress.
I know that some women in the Colony and some of my
colleagues in the College are helplessly attracted to you and will
be happy to be fucked by you. I know that you re also fucking
Vasudha, Lakshmi's close friend. I want everyone to know that
I am being fucked by you.
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I want to write more but let me pause, so that I can put in an

envelope and give it to my son to mail. You informed that the
envelope you received appears to be opened and glued again. It
looks like my son is reading my letters before mailing. I have to
instruct him not open and read the letter before mailing.. And
then I think of you and the things you will be doing to me when
we meet. I am also curious to know what type woman I am
classified by you when we meet.
Submissively & Lovingly Yours,

Shyamalavathy
Shiva informed the date of his arrival and the hotel he

will be staying. She prepared herself for the night with a
overnight bag as instructed by Shiva. She shaved her
pubic hair. She got manicure and pedicure, nails polished
and painted by her daughters. Wearing a thin
transparent sari below her navel and deep low cut wide
neck blouse, her thick hair shampooed and conditioned
arranged into bewitchingly beautiful thick braid with
perfectly trimmed ends, earrings and lined her eyes thick
with kohl.
Her daughters said, You look ten years younger and look
like our elder sister. Her son said, 'You are damn sexy
mom'
She smiled and looked at her image in the mirror and

was happy about her looks. She thought she would have
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been more sexy if she can adorn her braid with jasmine
malas. She packed jasmine malas and put it in her bag.
She pulled her sari much below her navel and adjusted
pallu in such way that her fat navel is visible. She felt like
a new bride going in to the room on first night.
She went to the Hotel, Shiva was waiting at the entrance

and led her by holding her hand to the Restaurant and
ordered snacks and coffee.
Shiva: Baby, you look more beautiful and sexier today.

Shyamala: I am happy you like me. You have influenced me to
change. Shiva, You look more handsome than I imagined.
Shiva: You are dressed to kill. I appreciate that you took special
care to dress for me.
Shyamala I am happy you like me. I have been preparing
myself to look beautiful for you.
Shiva: He took her hands in his. Did you know that I was in
love with you and have been wanting to take you, since ten
years.
Shyamala: I guessed by the way you were gazing at me. I did
not know your name initially. Later on I came to know your
name, and that Lakshmi has been your lover. Did you met her at
TTTI? Were you staying at the Hostel.
Shiva: Yes. If you both have been friends, perhaps I would have
seduced long back.
Shyamala I could have been there at TTTI that year. Being
senior in the department I was deputed first the previous year
for the FIP. Had you been there one year earlier we could have
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met. You could have had me then. I was thirty sex then and was
more beautiful. Do you still love me?
Shiva: Age does not matter. Some women like you become
more beautiful with advancing age. Women and wine more
matured the better. you have sexy voice. I love you more
intensity than earlier. You arouse carnal desire in me. Yes. if you
want the proof of my desire, feel me now, he placed her hand on
his bulge.
Shyamala She felt the bulge of his cock,, smiling, and said
'OMG, you are ready'.
Shiva: I am always ready for you, baby. Your looks and dress
especially today. You definitely look sexy and more..
Shyamala More?
Shiva: Yes, More. You are dressed to reveal your beauty. I will
tell you later when we are in the room.
Shyamala I was afraid to meet you, after reading all your
raunchy letters today before getting ready.
Shiva: why?
Shyamala You know why. The things you said you will do to
me and things you said you will do to me as a surprise. My
daughters said, I look like a bride going to her husband for the
first night.
Shiva: That's good to hear. Your daughters know and approve
our mating. You are ready!
Shyamala: Yes, My daughters and son like you so much. They
want to see you and meet you. they are so happy that I have
changed, being happy, joyous and friendly with them now. They
know It is because of you I have changed so much. I am ready
for you. You made me to submit. Recently when you saw me,
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after my husband died, You wrote to me. Why did you think I
accept you so easily and so soon.
Shiva: You would have accepted me as your lover and Master,
had I courted you, chased you even ten years back. I have the
power to seduce you, to make you mine, my lover.
Shyamala: why did you wait? you should have taken me then. I
would have been happy to be your mistress.
Shiva: I will take you now, baby
The waiter served the snacks. They ate snacks and had
coffee.
Shiva: Do dress like this to college. I appreciate that you have
really changed. You present yourself now as confident and sexy
woman.
Shyamala: My confidence is induced, influenced and inspired
by you. Now that I am your lover. I do not care what others
think of me.
Shiva: Do you know that you really look like a slut and whore
and not a dignified respectable lecturer.
Shyamala: smiling, Sir. You want me to see like this.
Shiva: Your backless blouse is very deep and low cut, and sari
worn so low below the navel, people think you are challenging
them to rape you. Everyone in the restaurant is looking at you
and me. They must be thinking I have hired a whore for the
night.
Shyamala: Let them think Sir, I am specially dressed for you
today, smiling, You hired me just not for one night but for life
time Sir.
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He led her to the room. In the room he took her in his
arms. And the room was perfect. Warm, bathed in the
golden light of over a dozen flickering candles in this
room. Scented candles, the earthy natural scent of
patchouli, sandalwood, sage and frankincense an
aphrodisiac to the senses.
She saw the headlights in the window and her heart

skipped a beat. He led her in front of the mirror, looking
into the mirror, she thought, 'Would he still think she was
beautiful? The years had been kind, but, she was older,
nonetheless.' The deep cut low neckline doing little to
conceal the swell of her huge breasts that threatened to
spill forth with each ragged breath. She quickly
moistened her lips, pinched her cheeks... and smiled.
She was happy after so many years she is in the arms of

a man she loves. She took six armlenghts of Jasmine
malas from her bag, and gave it him.
Lovely, I thought the flowers were missing, and arranged

jasmine malas in her braid. Shyamala, my dear baby, you
look ravishing. He took her face in his hands, stroked her
cheek, her ear, chin and the side of her face along the
jaw line with his fingers. I stroked the back of her head,
slowly massaged her scalp, running fingers through her
thick hair, brushed the strands of hair away from her
eyes as he made eye contact, leading her to want
something more. He liked the feel of stroking her oily
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long thick luxurious lustrous smooth shining silky jet-
black hair.
Shyamala felt his callused hands, and the sinewy muscles

leading up to broad shoulders. When Shyamala inhaled
his rich natural sweat scent Androstenol singed her
senses and slid over her bare skin like a powerful
aphrodisiac.
He cupped her face in his hands gently with love, desire

and empathy. he wanted to love, comfort, possess, own,
make love and devour her. He could see in her wide
expressive eyes pleading desire to be taken, to be
owned, to become united, to be filled, an unmistakable
urgent need. It was an uncontrollable, irresistible and
intense desire. Her large expressive eyes wide open
looking into his eyes were inviting me.
He kissed on her forehead, eyes, eyelids and cheeks. She

was moving her face conveniently to receive as he kissed,
licked, and nibbled lovingly, delicately, slowly and
passionately all over her neck, cheeks and face. He licked
and nibbled at her earlobes while his fingers caressed at
the back of earlobes. He kissed her earlobes, the sides of
her ear, and the area behind her ears gently. He stroked
her ears as he continued to kiss and also brushed his lips
along and behind her ears and nibbled her earlobes
taking into his mouth. He kissed her chin and nose.
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He lovingly stroked the sides of her neck while kissing,
tossed her hair back so that he can caress her neck a bit
more by running the sides of his fingers up and down
her neck down to the base of her shoulder and all the
way up to her earlobe. She was eagerly enthusiastically
accepting and receiving his sensuous loving licking kisses
moving and turning her face closely and conveniently to
receive as he kissed each and every inch of her fore head,
her eye lids, cheeks, chin, neck, shoulders and all over
her face. he ran a finger on her juicy soft thick lips and
holding her lower lip gave her a soft kiss, paused to
caress her lips by holding the kiss for a few seconds. He
ran tip of his tongue on her thick full beautiful pouting
wet juicy soft top and bottom lips. Finally, he ran his
tongue between her wet juicy thick pouting inviting lips
forcing her mouth to open.
She opened her mouth fully inviting and taking as his

tongue slipped into hers. His tongue explored her mouth,
touching her inner cheeks, her tongue and deep into her
throat. Her arms snaked around him tightly and their
tongues caressed each other and she tasted his tongue.
She took his lower lip into her mouth and started
sucking, chewing and biting digging her teeth, all the
time pressing herself against me. He was biting and
chewing her lips till bleeding. She sucked and chewed on
his lower lip for a long time. In turn, he took her lower
and upper lip one after another alternatively chewing
and sucking them gently.
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Their tongues entwined, exploring and sucking hungrily

each other alternatively. Her tongue attacked his mouth,
probing his tongue, teeth and gums. Their bodies were
pressing at each other. Their hearts beating faster, blood
running through veins faster and faster at high speed.
We kissed on for long time, endless with small gaps for
taking breath. He could feel her long fingernails digging
on his back. he can smell her body aroma, an exotic body
odor of passion, sweetness and desire. It was if they both
want to drink nectar from each other’s mouth. Her hands
were around me encircling and clutching tightly. Her
fingers digging into his back. They kissed each other
unmindful of the time and circumstances for a long time
taking turns.
Her sucking of his saliva passed his testosterone

hormone to activate her sex desire to the peaks. Our
kissing stimulated nerve endings on our lips which
sparked release of dopamine, a neurotransmitter in the
brain associated with pleasure and feeling of rewarded
which made us want to kiss for a long time. Endorphins
and Phenyl ethylamine levels also increased during the
kissing working as an aphrodite. Their adrenal system got
excited releasing adrenaline making our whole body into
an excited, revved up state, their heart rate increased.
Blood rushed away from the stomach to our muscles and
our sexual organs. Pheromones released extensively
when we kissed and we can sense them with our nose
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and mouth and was able to detect that we were aroused
and we are ready for the action.
The signs of sexual arousal in her was obvious. Her cunt

juices started flowing out profusely, her cunt lips and
clitoris swollen and engorged. He continued to french
kiss her possessively and with all the love that he could
muster. With her lips and hands and hair and their bodies
pressed together in the most intricate and intimate
manner, he did not stop. He wanted to be there with his
arm cupping her cheeks sometimes briefly pulling her
hair, sometimes pushing her to the very edge and she
was being absolutely ravishingly submissive and receiving
and reciprocating forcefully.
For her, there was nothing.. Nothing in this whole world..

just Shiva, his lips, his tongue and his hands, her needs,
his desires, his happiness, and her urgent need for love,
to be taken by him, to take him into her. Shyamala's
muscle tension increased, heart rate quickened and
breathing is accelerated. Her skin became flushed and
her breast nipples become hardened or erect.
His overpowering maleness made her submit herself to

me. Her whole body was aching with irresistible,
unbearable and uncontrollable desire. She became
aroused and excited beyond control, the blood running
fast, her nerves electrified and tensed, her pulse rate and
breathing quickened. Her heavy huge breasts became
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painfully heavier and swollen, areola expanded and
enlarged, her nipples became stiff, hard and jutting to
come out of the bra and blouse straining at seams. Her
clit swollen, engorged and stiff, and her soft cunt lips
enlarged and opened like flower petals. Cunt juice from
her pussy was overflowing and running down between
her thighs. She could not think of anything else except
that her hungry burning insatiable desire to be
quenched. She was like a simmering volcano with hot
lava ready to explode. A throbbing from her pelvis
overwhelmed her body. She could not bear the urge. She
wants my cock inside her cunt. She wants to be fucked.
She wants her cunt opened, filled and fucked. She was
ready and waiting for me to initiate.
He lifted her by slipping a hand under her arm and

around her back, leaned over her placed my other arm
behind her knees and scooped her up into my arms. She
put her hands around my neck holding on to me, buried
her face on my shoulder and groaned. He carried her to
the bed room, dragging her sari pallu, illuminated by soft
sunlight diffused through white curtains and thrown her
on to the white bed sheet that covered the bed.
Shyamala lay down on the edge of the bed, her feet

touching the floor and her hair spread wide on the bed.
He could see her flawless blemish less glowing smooth
skin, full extra-large voluminous conical mountainous big
breasts with large dark areolas and hardened jutting
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upright erect big nipples, her mound of deep navel, the
rise and fall of her abdomen.
Lying back down on the bed, her partially nude erotic

body revealed in the soft diffused light that came
through the window curtains. Her extra-large huge
mountainous breasts had proportionately large conical
areolas with big long elongated and stiffened nipples that
pointed out from the considerable mound of her firm
tits. he sat next to her, cupping, stroking and feeling her
huge voluminous firm pendulous conical extra-large
breasts. he unhooked and removed her blouse and bra as
she lifted her hands up willingly to ease them. Her naked
heavy breasts were firm; big enlarged areola and
engorged nipples were long stiff and jutting out. I bent
down to kiss her big mountainous breasts. He nibbled
and stroked her erect engorged stiff nipples. His hand
sipped through below her sari and petticoat feeling her
big thunderous thick fleshy soft thighs. Her blood flow to
her cunt increased, clitoris and labia swollen and her
vaginal lubrication began. Her breasts become fuller and
the vaginal walls begin to swell. Her muscle spasms in the
feet, face, and hands are clearly visible.
You bitch, You are ready!

Yes, my Master. I am ready for you.
Yanking off his shirt and lungi he undressed completely.

She was obviously surprised, shocked and fascinated by
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seeing the enormous size of his erect long thick rigid big
pulsating monstrous young and virile cock as he walked
towards her flaunting his huge cock proudly. Shyamala
was shocked by the size of his big cock. It is so long, thick
and meaty. She never seen such a huge cock and never
imagined that a man can have such a big cock. It is a like
a horse's cock. She was amazed and terrified, her eyes
wide expressing surprise and eyebrows rose seeing the
enormous size of his monstrous cock in surprise and
disbelief. Her surprise is not unexpected to him.
He stood there in front of her showing his cock.

'Oh my God, You are gigantic. Your cock is like Shiva
lingam,' she said.
Take it, hold it and feel my cock, my baby.
She took his rigid long thick erect hard and turgid cock
into her hands with awe, feeling it and held it in both of
her fists. She was able to contain only part of its length
and thickness. It was the first time in her life to see and
hold such a big long thick monstrous enormous sized
cock with rock hardness. She never even heard a man
can have such a big cock. She never imagined a man can
have such a big cock as big as horse's cock. She
remembered the sculptures on the temples and also
thought of Lord Shiva's lingam. She felt his cock and
squeezed. It was like a long thick hard rod with very big
menacing knob. She was overwhelmed to hold such a
massive monstrous long thick cock in her hands. She held
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the knob in the palm of one hand and caressed it with
her fingers of other hand slightly squeezing the knob.
She was afraid, terrified and very much apprehensive

whether she could take all this meaty enormous cock in
her cunt. She could not help but compare the enormous
size of the cock she was holding with that of her
husband's timid small soft lifeless cock. She was holding
and stroking his cock in her hands. Her hands running
along the shaft lovingly and ran her index finger nail on
his bigger pink knob. She took hold of his scrotum,
feeling the balls and then her fingers reached encircling
the big knob of his cock as if to measure. She was afraid
that her cunt may not be able to take this monstrous
cock with its even menacingly bigger knob and her cunt
his get torn and ripped apart. Yet, she was excited with
anticipation and want to be fucked by such a massive
cock. She thought it is as big as horse’s cock.
I am happy, Sir, I am fortunate to hold your gigantic

lingam.
Do you like it bitch?
I love it, Sir.
Do you want to take it in your cunt,
I want to but I am afraid, sir
Though she was afraid, she wants his big monstrous cock
to open and fill her cunt. She was excited, her cunt petals
enlarged, clitoris became stiff and hard, and her cunt
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juices started overflowing with excited expectation.
Excited by the arousal she sucked in a tight breath, the
scent of her arousal and body language telling him just
how needy she was to get fucked. She kissed the knob
and ran over her tongue over the knob.
she said, ‘Oh, my god, Shiva, I cannot wait, Please do it.

Come into me. I want your lingam inside me,’ she said
holding and stroking his cock.
He took off her sari and petticoat as she lifted her big
wide ass to ease out. She was naked and spread her legs
and thighs wide apart. Her beautiful thick wet juicy cunt
flower and engorged glittering stiff big clit were inviting.
She has beautiful thick cunt lips, erect big clitoris and
long triangle of thick black soft pubic hair.
She put her hand and covered on her cunt. he took her
hand off, bent over her between her fat fleshy thighs and
rubbed his cock on her wet cunt lips and massaged her
clitoris, gently. he Opened her cunt lips with his hands,
slowly and firmly entered into her cunt opening going in
deeper and deeper between the clinging lips of the vulva.
His cock entered tightly, opening and widening her soft
cunt walls.
When his cock entered her, she gasped. It was painful. It

was the first time in her life she had ever experienced
what it was like to feel a cock opening her cunt,
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stretching her cunt and full from the inside her cunt.
Despite her cunt filled with juice it was extremely painful
for her. The truth was that she was definitely turned on,
and her cunt overflowing with juices, the size of his cock
did hurt her.
Shyamalavathy cried in pain and said, 'You are hurting

me, Sir, Please be gentle.'
His thick cock stretched her vagina to the utmost limits.

In the next few attempts forced his cock deep slowly inch
by inch got into her touching the bottom of her cunt. He
kept his cock still without moving. Her cunt was
completely filled and stretched to the limits by his cock.
She never felt that way with her husband’s small timid
cock. She could feel his cock filling inside her cunt
stretching and expanding. It was a surprise for her that
his big long thick enormous cock filled her cunt to the
bottom and still some length of it is outside her vagina.
Her hand was on his cock which remained outside. She
raised her bottom slightly to take more of his cock into
her cunt. Her cunt muscles were gripping his cock tightly
like a fist. It was obvious that she never had such an
experience of her cunt filled by a big cock. She was tightly
encircling and gripping his cock as if she wanted to take
all of me into her.
He looked into her eyes, and said, 'You bitch Your cunt is
filled and stretched by my cock. Do you want more'
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Yes Sir, whatever pleases you, Sir. she said.

She wants more. Her cunt muscles opened up, stretched
by the enormous size of his thick long cock, and her
hands on his hips were pressing me more into her. I took
her breasts into his hands fondling them. It was a
moment of unison, of their bodies and souls.
"Sir, It feels like your cock split me in two. I feel your cock
in my throat!" she stammered. She slowly turned to look
in the mirror across from the bed behind her. What she
saw horrified her. Her cunt was stretched wide open by
his huge cock. There was at least half of his cock still out
of her cunt. 'Oh, God I feel like I'm a virgin getting fucked.
"It's so big...do you know, sir, how much your stretching
me?" she whispered.
He looked down in front of her. The juice had traveled

down his cock and was staining the sheets. He looked
into her eyes keeping his cock still to enjoy the feeling,
He was not in a hurry. He wanted her to feel and enjoy
enormous size of his cock. Slowly he slid back and forth. 'I
want to fill you and fuck you slut', he said and took his
cock out to the knob and entered her again to the
bottom.
Oh my God, Shiva, You are tearing me apart. He settled

down to a steady, relentless rhythm, fucking her straight
and hard.
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She said, ‘fuck me, deeper, more and more. I am your

slut. She urged him as his cock was going in and
withdrawing to the tip and then sliding into her cunt
slowly and steadily. He could feel her cunt muscles
opening every time his cock going in deep.
She was moaning, and said, ‘Oh, fuck me, fuck your Slave,
fuck me, fuck me hard. Tear me apart. I need it. I have
been waiting and hungry for so long all my life to take
your cock. Give it to me all the way in.’ She was
repeating the words again and again, cooing and crying
loud, while moving bottom up to meet each of his
strokes. 'Fuck me. I am your slut. Fuck me hard,' she said.
Her pussy juices were flowing out running down his cock
and his balls were soaking wet.
He lifted and placed both her legs on both sides his

shoulders, slightly lifted her ass just off the bed, re-
entered her cunt and fucked her slowly, steadily and
rhythmically deeper and deeper. He whispered,
'Shyamala, You are a sexy bitch and your cunt is like a
heaven, and you need to be fucked by me.' I fucked fast
with all his energy digging into her deeper and deeper
opening her cunt with each stroke with more and more
energetic thrusts. She was making husky and horny
sounds, cooing and groaning very loud with pleasure.
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Shyamala, my sweet sexy baby, you are a cunt. You are a
sexy bitch and slut. You are a tramp and whore. I am
going to fuck you so hard and rip off your cunt.
'Yeah, I am a bitch in heat, I am your slut. I am your

whore. Fuck me, my Lord and Master. Fuck your Slave.
Fill my cunt. I am yours. I am your slut and whore. Your
fat cock is so long and big. Fuck me deeper and more and
more, rip me off. I have been waiting for you all these
years to fill my cunt.
'Fuck me, use me, she said huskily.

She was thrusting upwards raising her arse with equal
vigor and enthusiasm making erotic sounds. She was like
a bitch in heat now. She wanted his cock in her. Their
bodies with each stroke were trying to unite with each
other, attempting to unite, to become one, to achieve
oneness. It was a beautiful unique and ultimate
expression of love and desire between man and woman
and their souls to become one and achieve oneness.
Her hands around him, her legs spread wide, her cunt
inviting and receiving his cock each time. he was digging
and rotating his cock in her cunt making it bigger and
wider, as a thick iron crowbar rod digging and deepening
into rain drenched soft earth, taking his massive hard
cock out and sending back with more vigorous force and
rotating in circular motion to make her cunt wider and
deeper. After few minutes her hips began to rise and fall
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with me in harmonious perfect rhythm and made
undulating circular movements that quickened and
heaved, and she began to emit throaty erotic exciting
orgasmic sounds. She squirmed and moaned as he pulled
almost all of the way out and then thrust back in to hilt
with full force again and again rapidly gaining speed.
The rhythm became faster and faster as he placed his

hands under her ass cheeks bringing his cock into her
cunt deeper thrust to the hilt. As he fucked deeper with
more forceful thrusts, digging and rotating in her cunt
holding her arse cheeks, she came violently crying a loud
as if a simmering volcano erupted, as if an earthquake
occurred and shook her, her whole body in frenzied
uncontrollable spasms and she dug her finger nails deep
into his back scratching wildly drawing out blood. Her
orgasm was visible in her reaction of complete abandon,
her legs and pussy tightening around me in a squiring
movement. She moved back and forth, up and down and
wiggled tighter and tighter. She screamed and moaned
with absolute pure pleasure and it was more than
obvious that she was having a great time. He pumped
mindlessly faster and faster deep into her cunt. I kept his
cock rooted in her cunt without moving and her cunt
muscles gripping, releasing and squeezing his cock like a
fist, repeatedly.
He massaged her clitoris slowly until she lifted her hips

and came again. Her body was shaking in a frenzied
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motion sweating profusely. Keeping his cock still in her
cunt, he massaged her cunt and clit smoothly and she
had three more consecutive endless orgasms. She came
as if all her pores opened up and juices coming out of her
body crying out loud like a wild animal. Her muscles of
her vagina contracted. Her uterus was undergoing
rhythmic contraction. He kept on fucking her more and
digging into her cum filled cunt. He fucked on with all his
energy continuously.
Suddenly her fingers dug into his shoulders and she was
ready again. She was orgasmic phase again and
experienced multiple orgasms Finally we came together
in unison and in a harmonious motion. She surrendered
to orgasm as her entire body contracted and convulsed
in frenzied movements. She cried out very loud with joy
and her fingernails dug deeper and deeper scratching his
back violently, drawing blood profusely. Her fingers dug
in deeply drawing blood.
He had just finished banging Shyamala's cunt and she

was recovering from a series of mind blowing orgasms.
She was satisfied, he wanted more, but her cunt was too
sore.
you bitch, you scratched my back and drew blood . You

need punishment.
I could not control Sir. You have gave me such a powerful
orgasm.
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I have to punish you now. You should realize who is your

Master. He turned her around.
He forced his cock up her ass. She was on her knees with
her chest against the bed and her tight, round, huge
creamy ass hanging there just waiting for him. He
positioned his precum lubed cock head against her virgin
asshole and pushed. He pushed harder to force his cock
past her tight ass-ring. A bit more force and he
penetrated about an inch. He began to push deeper
when it occurred to him that her virgin asshole was so
tight around my thick cock that he is causing her pain. He
stopped pushing and asked Shymala if he was hurting
her.
"Yes", she gasped.
I pulled back an inch or so and asked again.
"You're so big and my ass is so tight. It hurts," she
whimpered.
"Do you want me to stop?", I asked.
"I don't know. Sir, It hurts so much, but I think I can take
it."
You have to take it my bitch.
He forced his cock further and suddenly his cock surged
up her ass – with too much effort his cock was half way
up her ass.
He asked her."Am I hurting you?" I asked.
"yes," she cried.
"Excellent," he thought.
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"Do you want me to stop," I asked.
"No, I like it."
He slowly pressed deeper into her ass and began to
stroke her. he could tell she was liking it because her
breathing became more and more ragged and her face
was flushed.
"Deeper," she gasped.
He pushed and sank deeper into her asshole, but the
position we were in did not permit full penetration. So
she took the initiative and they rolled over so that she
was on top and he was beneath her. In that position, she
could use her weight to force his entire cock up her ass.
She supported herself with her arms as she rode up and
down on his cock while he rubbed her clit. Soon the
sensations that she was feeling made her weak and she
could no longer support herself. We then rolled over and
with Shyamala face down and somewhat spread-eagled,
he rode her tight, round, pumping ass. She was really
turned on and loving the sensations caused by my huge
cock thrusting into her slippery, silky, smooth asshole. He
wants her to feel the whole cock in her tight ass and was
hurting her, so he was t using his entire cock. The way
she was pumping her ass and pushing back at him made
him think that she wanted more cock.
"Do you want it deeper?" I asked.
"More Cock.! Give me More Cock Shove Your Huge Cock
up my ass", she gasped.
So he pushed all the way in.
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"Fuck yeah! give it to me hard!", she moaned as he

pushed his cock balls deep into her tight, round ass. He
rested a bit with his cock buried in her asshole. Her face
was flushed and her breathing was ragged from the
sexual excitement. Her tight body writhed and her ass
pumped trying to get me to ride her and drill deep into
her asshole.
"Oh God It feels so fucking good. Fuck me. Fuck my tight
ass.", she pleaded.
He began to thrust into her with full strokes making her
breathing even more ragged. He then reached down and
began to rub her clit. She was so hot that she grabbed his
hand and began to rub herself with his hand to reach
orgasm. Picture it if you will, a hot, tight-assed mature
forty seven year Shyamala taking the entire length of his
long thick monstrous huge big thick cock up her tight
asshole – she was writhing, pumping her ass, rubbing
herself to orgasm and begging for more!
Knowing just what she needed for a mind blowing

orgasm, he pulled out his cock of her ass. He ordered her
to position herself bent hands resting on the bed, legs
spread wide. He got up and took the big wax candle from
the side table and went to the bathroom and coated the
candle with cream. He brought the cream bottle. She
looked back and wondered what he will be doing .
She asked, Sir What are you going to do to me?
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Can't you wait bitch for the punishment, he slapped her
on the ass.
He applied cream on her ass hole and inserted the cream
coated ribbed Wax candle into her ass. She cried with
pain. Sir, Please, I can't take it.
You whore! You have to. Remember you are my slave. I
hired you for the night.
Sir, It is paining like hell. Please take it out.
You bitch, You have to learn to enjoy the pleasure and
you will.
He rotated the candle in her ass hole, removed the
candle from her ass.
She sighed with relief. Thank you sir.
Wait, you slut. he again pushed the thick long candle
deep her ass stretching her ass. She had unbearable pain,
yet it was stimulating for her.
Keeping the candle deep inside her ass, He penetrated
his cock into her cunt .
Her cunt filled with his cock and asshole filled with candle
sent shockwaves throughout her body.
he started fucking her cunt violently and fucking her ass

with Candle.
She was crying with pleasurable pain.
She was so hot and bothered from the ass fucking that
her cunt was dripping wet and burning hot.
In a matter of a few strokes, he had her screaming and
writhing as her orgasm took hold.
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"Fuck me," she screamed over and over.
Her orgasm started to peter out, but it started up again –
she was having multiple orgasms! he was utterly amazed
as he continued to bang away at her pulsating cunt
making her scream and writhe. Finally her orgasms were
over, but he wasn't finished, he hadn't come yet and he
was getting close.
"Oh fuck yeah. Come in my ass. Fill my cunt with your hot
come.", she moaned.
After long fucking, he could not control anymore and

came very big. He ejaculated thick loads of sperm into
her cunt, pouring his thick hot sperm filling her cunt.
She squeezed all his juices with her cunt contracting

muscles. All his thick sperm juices drained to the last
drop filling her cunt. She almost went into a trance. She
experienced cervical orgasms which is so different from
clitoral orgasm. Her body slowly returned to its normal
level of functioning, and swelled and erect body parts
returned to their previous size and color and felt a sense
of well-being, satisfaction, enhanced intimacy and fatigue
and closed her eyes.
When she opened her eyes, he looked into her eyes and
saw her blushing. Her blushing, feeling shy at that
moment was amazingly beautiful to see. It was the
shyness a woman feels naturally, after being fucked
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thoroughly to orgasm and submitted her body and
herself completely to her man. She kissed him all over
his face. Her eyes and face were glowing with
contentment and satisfaction. She looked at him with
love, devotion and submission and said, 'Oh! God, Shiva,
You have shown me heaven. You seeded and filled my
cunt with your potent sperm.
'Shiva, You are so knowledgeable about sex psychology,

women's feelings and sexual behavior. You aroused me
to uncontrollable desire, made me forget the
circumstances, and time, opening me up and fucked me
for so long. It was almost one hour since we started and
you have been playing with my body and my mind. You
are saying that I am a sadist after fucking me for more
than half an hour like a wild animal. You filled, stretched,
widened and tore my cunt apart. Your cock is so big that
filled my cunt and stretched to the extent of tearing me
apart. You made me unleash my sexual energy and
overcome inhibitions and talk dirty words shamelessly.
But I enjoyed it. You are a fucking animal. I have been
starved for sexual satisfaction. There was so much pent-
up sexual frustration stored in my mind and body. You
made me overcome and release all my energies. You
drained out all my stored juices. I cannot even walk.
Now I need to go to the bathroom to pee.'
Shyamala, 'I am happy to hear you that I helped you to

bring the real woman in you.'
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As she walked naked to the bathroom, her long hair

covering her back, I watched her bouncing hips moving in
rhythm provocatively in harmonious motion with her
flowing thigh length cascading loose hair on her back.
She came out of the bathroom arranging her hair into a
loose bun. I watched with admiration, love and
possessiveness her naked sensuous and curvaceous
body, her huge extra-large full heavy voluminous breasts
hung from her chest swinging up and down. I made her
sit on my lap naked. She put her hands around my neck
and my hands were holding her protectively. She was
hugging me, her face buried on my chest and I cuddled
her.
I said, Shyamala, you are a beautiful, sexy and erotic

goddess.
She said, You are my God. ‘It is the first time in my life I
have experienced such beautiful orgasm while fucked.
You made it safe enough for me to be my truest sexual
form and from that came the flood of euphoria and
ecstasy that is a cervical orgasm for a long time almost
more than twenty minutes. I had orgasms repeatedly
which was entirely new experience for me. My entire
being was alive. I had awareness of every molecule in my
body. I knew we were in the same place at the same time
feeling the same thing and that was it. You have taken
me to a state, the closest thing to God I have ever felt.
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Now I know what it is like being fucked. It was filthy
and rough and selfish and it was amazing.
I know it is selfish on my part. Where were you all these

years, lover? Why did not you come to me earlier, claim
me and fuck me? You should have claimed me long ago.
I am your property. I belong to you. I have been waiting
for you all these years. Why did you deny me this
heavenly pleasure all these years? Ever since you wrote
your first letter, my long hidden suppressed dormant
desire. This is going to sound crazy, but from the moment
you first set eyes on me I haven't been able to stop
thinking of and about you. You have occupied my mind
and body. I loved you at first sight. And the very first
time in my life, I ever felt passionately in love was the
moment I saw you. It was a feeling so loving, so tender,
so wild, so overwhelming and breath-taking, and all-
involving, a feeling I did not know before. The moment I
saw you I know that you are the tall handsome man I
have been dreaming about since my childhood. It was
my dreams come true. I want to spend the rest of my life
with you, in your arms as your woman. I experienced the
pleasure of submission of myself, surrendering my soul
and body to you transcending all limits. Finally I found
my man, my Master who owns me.
She laid down keeping her head on my lap, and looking

into my eyes with love, devotion and submission. I was
fondling her body feeling the smoothness of her skin,
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caressing her glowing face and lovingly fondling her big
breasts.
I asked, 'Shyamala, how do you feel now?
Shiva, At this moment, I still feel your cock in my cunt.

You are calling me Shyamala now, after fucking me
thoroughly for so long time and calling me a bitch, slut,
tramp and whore?' she said smilingly. I deserve that
because I fit the description of all these words and I
thoroughly enjoyed you calling me such filthy abuse
derogatory words.
‘Shiva, You ask me 'how do I feel? I experienced orgasm

for the first time during fucking. I am fucked thoroughly. I
am the luckiest woman on the earth. Finally, I am with
you, my master to whom I belong. I need you. You should
have claimed me, your property long ago. I have been
waiting as a fertile land parched waiting to be ploughed
properly deeply, watered and seeded to flourish. Why
were you born later than I was? You should have born
earlier to me to claim me and fuck me ever since I was a
young virgin girl. I feel like a virgin girl fucked for the first
time. You should have impregnated me many a time and
produced many children. ’
“Shiva, You filled my heart with love and my cunt with

your monstrous cock. You filled the void in me, fulfilled
me and gave me such a wonderful unbelievable life time
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experience, made me forget everything, the pain, the
agony, the grief and the sorrow of losing my son. I feel
happy. Nothing else matters in this world except you for
me now. I experienced pure heavenly pleasure perhaps
banal, carnal and animalistic pleasure akin to nirvana. It
may be an unpardonable sin to experience such pleasure
on this day in the eyes of other people. I do not care
even if I go to hell for committing this sin having
forbidden sex with you.
I do not care even if the whole world call me a slut and

whore. I experienced unimaginable, the ultimate,
abandoned uncontrollable blissful pleasure akin to
nirvana of highest level, which I never thought even in
dreams that such happiness and pleasure is plausible to
experience during sex. I do not hesitate to admit such a
thought, even if it is called kinky, sexual obsession or
abnormal behavior. I am supposed to be crying being
grieving widow. Every one expect me to do so. Instead, I
enjoyed being thoroughly fucked by you. My mind is
filled with pleasure instead of pain. My mind, body and
soul is occupied by you, filled by you, owned by you and
devoured by you. You have shown me that fucking can
be powerful and pleasurable beyond words can express
and make me forget grief of losing my son. You not only
fucked me to console but also gave me divine pleasure
akin to nirvana and moksha. I submitted and surrendered
myself to you happily.
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The Slave Shyamala
She turned to face the door, and breathlessly waited for a

knock. There was none. She watched the knob turn, and
suddenly the room came alive with a purpose. He
stopped, and looked at her. She met his eyes, looking for
signs of displeasure, but his eyes glowed... smiled... and
her heart soared.
As she looked into his dark eyes her knees folded, and she
knelt before him. Short dress rising high up her thighs as
they parted, black silk hose pulling tight over her knees...
lacy tops dark against the creamy softness of sweetly
scented, creamy soft upper thighs.
He approached her, a strong hand reaching to lift her

chin, and he leaned down, his kiss light. "His sweet pet."
And with this he withdrew from his pocket a soft black
leather collar, wrapping it around the slender column of
her neck.
He reached down, taking her hand and pulling her in to

an enormous hug, his mouth claiming her as his own,
taking from her any bit of will, any bit of resistance...
feeling her yield fully, totally, completely. She belonged to
him.
Her heart was pounding within her breast, yet nothing

showed. Slowly, an eternity passing in the briefest of
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moments as she opens her eyes and focuses on him. His
face is dark, the mask of passion and lust an aphrodisiac
in itself. His eyes smoldered as he looked upon his
handiwork.
She struggled to draw in a deep breath, her lungs so

skillfully bound. She could see her reflection in his eyes.
The plastic wrap wrapped around and around her bare
body. Her chest ached, breasts crushed under the clear
plastic, tender nipples aching to be free.
Her arms ached as well, outstretched and drawn tight to

either foot post of the bed, and shimmering in the wrap
of the plastic. And she squirmed as the tickle between
her thighs continued, the slow, agonizing roll of her juices
teasing the bare, widely parted lips of her sex. Her feet,
still in the tall dark heels, were bound to the feet of both
bedposts, and her legs matched her arms and torso,
shimmering in the cocoon of plastic wrap. Even her hips
were bound in the plastic, and deep in the darkness of his
eyes she saw her own reflection... a shimmering chrysalis
of his slave woman.
As if reading her thoughts he smiled darkly. "You are

magnificent, sluttish beauty. Absolutely magnificent.
Now, are you ready?" His voice was dark, thick with
passion and power, and she slowly nods... hearing his
words.
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She feels the pull. Her hair is pony tailed and pulled tight,
meeting the eyehook in the ceiling. She was most
completely, utterly captive. She watches his massive
broad chest rise with his slow deep breath, and he
reaches to her and encircles her head in the first round of
plastic, her eyes closing. He blindfolds her, catching her
ears in each rotation, her nose and mouth left free, her
sight and hearing gone.
Her body quivered, every sense on fire. She licks her lips,
parched... swollen, trembling. And at that moment she
feels the pressure of the small penis gag, her moistened
lips stretching as it fills her mouth, the straps secured
behind her plastic wrapped head.
It felt like an eternity, suspended in space... floating,

without sight, without sound, only the aching in every
part of her body, and the throbbing heat.
He reaches out and drags the tip of his switch upward,

along the outside of her thigh... over her hip, and she
shuddered, bound flesh alive against the plastic. As the
tip drags around, up and over her belly... she groans
around the gag, body drawn with the switch, pulling her
scalp, her wrists, until the tip slides down between parted
thighs, the uncovered flesh flinching.
And thus begins the incredible journey into dark fire. For
what seemed like hours he teased her helpless, bound
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body. Such control he had. He could lift her to the brink of
blinding orgasm only to leave her hanging on the edge...
her helpless, bound body shuddering in agony.
And when he slid the thick dildo up into the drenched

wetness, her body lurched, the muscles responding with a
shuddering orgasm. Nothing else existed by the
sensations of her body. As the waves slowly subsided she
felt a new torture. The soft hum of the dildo, the wireless
remote turning the voltage higher. Holding the pleasure
just at bay, just out of reach, and he presses a button and
a sharp jolt of electricity zaps her biting down hard on the
penis gag.
He sat back and watched his pet. Her body so helpless.

His toy, his to take to the outer limits of pleasure, to soar
in the clouds or to scream out loud, body in agonizing
need.
Slowly he rises and steps towards her... her head lifts, her
sense of smell keen. Simply knowing he's near sends her
body into a new level of anticipation and fear, of need
and heat. She focuses on the moment and her body
stiffens as she feels something new. Icy cold against the
hot flesh at her breast, and he watches her face...
contorted in fear of the unknown, yet she knows she is
safe.
Blunt tipped, icy cold surgical scissors slowly snip the

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plastic as it travels around her breasts. The bound flesh
shifts as the plastic loosens.. until it spills free, swaying
creased, moist, the act of freedom sending her into
another shuddering wave of orgasm.. the slow drone of
the dildo never ending.
Both breasts free at last, swaying... dark tips swelling as

she gasps for breath. And she finds the lost breath quickly
as sharp clamps are closed around both nipples at the
same time, the jolt of pain like white lightening, racing
from the tips of her breasts to the still throbbing muscles
of her sex, tightening around the menacing, beautiful
dildo again. And her body knows the bliss of the blend of
sensations.
Gently he begins to slap her breasts... fingers and palm

bringing the area his mounds to a hot pink. Her muffled
cries ring out again and again with each agonizing
smack, the weight bobbing helplessly on her chest, the
clips pulling with each bounce.
As he continues she feels the sting of tears behind her

lids... lids bound closed and tight under the wrap, and her
shoulders shake with tears as helpless breasts ache and
burn.
And as quickly as the torment began it stops, her mind

keen... awaiting the next slap in the quiet darkness.
Saliva splashes on her breasts from grotesquely stretched

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lips, and little be known to her he smiles, enjoying the site
of his beautiful possession. Such pride in knowing she is
his for any and all pleasure. A man understanding her
willingness to please him. Embracing her for it.
Suddenly he needs to see her face, to hear her soft cries.

He unstraps the gag, sliding the thick penis from her
mouth, and she swallows, jaw shaking. And he begins to
unwrap her like the most precious of gifts, unwrapping
her head until her wet face shimmers before him and she
lifts spiked, wet lashes... his vision coming into focus.
Withdrawing the wax from each ear he looks into the

eyes of his treasured pet. Her eyes shine with a blend of
passion and love. He knows at this moment she would do
anything for him. He also knows he will not allow her to
slip through his fingers again.
He leans in and takes her mouth in a kiss, slow... needing

to taste her, to know her. And with a slow flick of tongue
he lifts his head from hers, and with a steady hand and
the surgical scissors he begins the exquisite job of
opening his package, scented, pink softness opening for
him, and him alone.
As the snips part the thick layer of plastic he kisses the

exposed flesh... and she watches, her heart ready to
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burst. And the tears fall hotter, faster... tongue flicking
across her lips now in growing need and hunger.
As the scissors cut down her belly she draws it in tighter...

his lips pressing to the quivering, hot moist flesh...
diverting to her legs, opening each, his hands caressing
the loved curves before moving back up the other to meet
her hips.
He smiles, the lewd display of the dildo protruding from

her quivering pussy. Silken smooth, nothing hidden from
his view. And he looks up at her as his fingers part the
silken folds of flesh, pushing them back and up to
exposed the small, quivering cocklet of pleasure.
He studies her for a few moments, feeling the

uncontrollable quiver of her hips, her groin as she is held
so open before him, so vulnerable, so in need, so owned.
Wanting to see her writhing he takes the tiny spike into
his mouth and washes over it with his tongue, her knees
shaking to the velvety heat, throbbing clit hungered for
his touch. At that moment he dials up the dildo and sends
his slave woman over the edge into a frenzied, mind
staggering, complete slave orgasm. Her body rolling,
rocking... convulsing as his mouth demands her yield.
He leans back... looking into the face, the body of his

slave, so beautiful in her passion. He reaches to each
foot, quickly freeing them before untying her hands and
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hair. He slides the gooey, drenched dildo from her
spasming cunt before settling her shuddering, quaking
body to the bed behind, reaching for him in a frenzied
slave need.
His hands reach for her legs, drawing them up... and at
that moment he sinks his hot thick, rigid cock into her, the
buttery, spasming pussy embracing him fully and
completely, and they both know exquisite pleasure.
As he fills her so fully, so right, her body arches, clamped

nipples to his chest with a sob, and she looks into his
eyes, soft hands finding his face and holding him close. As
he takes his pleasure she worships his face in hot, tender
kisses, lips pressing over his shoulders... any part of him
her mouth can reach. Each kiss met with whispered
words of adoration, of worship. She was home again.
He simply walked around her, taking her in silence. Then

he grabbed hold of her neck from behind and walked her
through to the lounge area. He placed his hands behind
his back and instructed me to keep her eyes on the floor.
He sat down and watched me standing there, waiting for

his next command.
Finally, ordered her to his knees. He asked her questions.
When she answered she looked at him. So he slapped
her hard across the face.
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The shock and the pain were soon replaced with sweet
pleasure as his mind relaxed and she sank lower into
submission.
He kept his eyes on the ground.
When he spoke, his voice was soft and quiet. "Everyone

needs a purpose in life. You are here because you have a
need. You need to be given a purpose. I am here because
I need to find a purpose. What you need and what I need
happen to be opposite sides of the same thing. Don't you
think?"
"Yes Sir," I replied.
When he hits me he is brutal. He is a sadist after all. I

accept each blow and lean into the pain. The chemicals
release and I start to float. His mind is completely clear. I
exist only in the moment. This is what I came for. This is
his purpose.
Later, he chooses the cane to ease me back to Istanbul.

I've been gone for four months. His body is not used to
pain any more. The cane is the most hardcore instrument
he uses on me. He knows I prefer thuddy instruments like
paddles and hate stingy instruments like the cane. And
yet he chooses it to warm me up. Of course he does.
Why would I expect anything different. I've been
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conditioned by him not to expect. So I live within the
moment.
I know this is deliberate because he needs to cause me
pain. And he knows I need it because I've not felt the
pain since the last time we met.
But still, it doesn't stop me wishing that the cane would
snap or disappear.
When he discards the cane in favor of his belt, I almost
melt in gratitude.
I now bear the bloom of purple and red across his breasts
and bright red cane marks across his back and ass. I wear
them with pride, as a reminder of what I came to do.
We don't speak much throughout because although
words are important, the spaces in between are where
truth lies.
But I do make the mistake of calling him a sadistic
bastard. Then I laugh when he hits me.
I'm not supposed to laugh. But when it hurts so bad it's
good, I get the giggles. And it frustrates him because he
gets off on the fear and the pain. But I can't help it. I'm
giggling and it's hard to stop.
He knows what to do though.
He hits me several times so hard on the leg that I scream
and scramble on to the ground to beg for mercy. When I
say the word "mercy", he laughs.
And then the chemicals release and the pain flows into
pleasure and I'm heading into marshmallow mode.
I'm on the ground on his knees, curled around his leg,
kissing his foot.
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He says "this is where you belong."
I whisper, "Yes Sir."
"Louder," he says.
"Yes. Master."
It just slips out.
"Again?"
"Yes Master."
There it is, that word. A slip of the tongue.
He grabs me and pushes me against the wall and lays
into me so hard that I can't catch his breath. But I'm an
empty vessel, at peace, at home. I have surrendered.
There is only silence inside. I exist only in the moment.
When his soft, gentle kisses trailing across his shoulder
jolt me from his reverie, I am falling backwards into his
arms and I am sobbing.
I am home. In his place. I am free.
He inspires the grovelling, subservient bitch in me. I find
myself onging for more discipline, more pain, more
degradation, more chances to serve. I like being on the
ground at his feet, used and abused. Stainless steel round
his neck and a leash controlled by him. There's no
romance here. Just need fulfilling need. It's the natural
order of things.
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Kama-Shy-am-a-lava-thy

She thought, 'I wasn’t good at being assertive, so his

She accepted condolences from friends and relatives

She received a letter on fifteenth day after her husband's

The summary and content of the letters :

My dearest darling Sweet beautiful Shyamala,

I love you. You are beautiful and sexy.

I like your tall, dark, curvaceous sexy beautiful body, smooth,

I am attracted, bewitched, captivated, enamored, enraptured,

I have been observing, admiring, appreciating you, your erotic

You are definition of female eroticism, perhaps having qualities

Lovingly & Intimately Yours Shiva

Padmini or Lotus woman has a face like a full moon. She

Chitrini or Art Woman is of medium size – neither tall nor

Shankhini or conch woman is tall, large and with dark yellow-

Hastini or elephant woman is stout with a coarse body. Lips are

Subdivision of women based on the size of vagina: The four

The Vadava or Ashvini numbers nine fingers depth. Her body

The Karini has a Yoni twelve fingers in depth. Un clean in her

She thought that we all tend to hide our true inner

He was a mysterious stranger and became her soul mate.

I am amazed that you are giving love without expecting anything

I have been leading a respectable life with dignity and social

I appreciate your knowledge, language skills, effective and

I have been living a life as a wife without having love in

Thank you for your sustained love for so many years. I am

Please reply to my residential address which is given below.

In a conscious romantic loving relationship, there’s room to feel

You asked whether I am transferring my love telepathically.

Sit and concentrate, visualizing me inside of you, at that the

Through practice, you will know when I am thinking of you

You are an erotic beauty. Every inch of you exudes raw

Shyamala, You may wonder why am I using dirty filthy

The liking of humiliation varies from just enjoying some very

Do you want to further waste your life living like a celibate

My desire for you is so intense, many a time I wish I could have

Lakshmi, a former student later became her colleague of

Shiva's knowledge about female psychology, language

I remember seeing you many a time during your visits to

I am surprised at myself that I enjoy and get excited with

Lovingly and eagerly waiting to be Yours

Shyamalavathy and Shiva exchanged letters almost every

His really powerful communication, that actually delivers

What stopped me so far? Fate, Time, Proximity and Distance I

I will do everything possible to you and I want you to do

Shyamala, Do you know that, In fact, love, sex, pain and

The practice of combining painful techniques with sexuality is

The act of loving in whatever form requires a willingness to

You will not be having any conflicting thoughts or afraid of

Do not worry much about my relationship with Lakshmi. I am

Despite having grownup adult children, she could not

He wrote erotic intimate feelings about her and

She is aware that she is considered attractive and sexy

Inspired by new awakening of her sexual energy,

Her children including her son commented that she is

It has been three months since he wrote his first letter.

Is it that she wants to be fucked? If it is so, there are so

She received another letter from him.

My dearest darling Sexy Sensuous Sizzling Shy-am-a-lava-thy

If you are still confused about my invitation to own you, to

The eroticization of male dominance and female passivity and

This capacity remains dormant, however, unless developed and

My dear Slave baby, be prepared to be dominated, be

She read the letter many a time, imagining him and