Senayda Pierre is a native Floridian who’s always had a passion for music, sports, reading and writing. Senayda currently lives in Orlando, Florida with her husband and three beautiful daughters.
Senayda is an identical twin. That’s right, sometimes people give her a second glance wondering if she’s the person they know! She’s never seen snow… Swears she’ll live in Hawaii someday… And she intends to travel the world…
Senayda’s had a long love affair with reading and writing. She loved to write short stories and poetry throughout her childhood. Now Senayda’s moved onto novels.
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I stumble into the hallway immediately freezing upon hearing her voice.
“What did I say would happen if you disobeyed me again?” She snaps. Damn I do not want to be in this dude’s place. Desirae sounds fucking pissed.
“I’m sorry Mistress D” the man stammers. My chuckle’s lost amongst the pleadings and groans coming from the largest room. A behemoth of a man stands by the doorway already shaking his head ‘no’ at me. I roll my eyes at the fucktard. I know I’m not permitted in this room, yet – if ever. But I have to see Desirae in her domain. I need to see what it is that drives her.
“Put him in the cage until he learns his lesson” she barks. I peek around the silent giant and watch as another wall of muscle drags the flailing man into a cage beneath a magnificent bed.
“I’ll do better Mistress D” he continues to plead to deaf ears.
“Understand something” Desirae informs the room of slightly terrified members. “I rule here. I don’t give a shit what your standing is with the club. I don’t care how much you pay in dues. And I certainly don’t give a shit who you are away from this property.”
“Yes Mistress D” the room responds in unison. My dick instantly hardens at the sight of Desirae dominating the entire room. She caresses a wicked looking cane. My balls shrivel a little as she approaches a table in the room. Part of me gawks at her leather ensemble. She’s all tits and ass wrapped up in skin-tight leather. My hands itch to caress the supple material and slowly undress her until I bury myself balls deep into her. But the other part blanches as she switches her cane for a wand. And not just any wand but one meant for electric play.
Desirae is fucking hardcore. Nicholas has her ruling this room not only because she can flick her wrist better than any expert but because she isn’t afraid to use the kind of shit that makes most guys’ balls resemble raisins. She rules the dark realm and she does it with a sparkle in her eyes and a wicked smile on her face.
“Your bio says you love electric stimulation” her deceptively soothing tone has most of the room breathing a sigh of relief. My body remains tense; I recognized her body language. Desirae is still tense. Her muscles twitch ready to spring into action. She looms before a man who’s kneeled in the required position. He’s tatted from the neck all the way down to his feet.
“Yes Mistress D” he whispers. Desirae caresses the man with the wand. We collectively hold our breaths expecting him to jump with the contact but nothing happens. I stare at the foot-long device in her hand. Can it really provide enough power to get this man off? And how the hell does someone even discover that they need to be shocked to get their freak on anyway?
A soft buzzing sound hits our ears just as the man’s entire body tenses then jumps at the contact. Desirae glows as the room leans forward to watch her performance. The tatted dude remains perfectly still; only his soft pleasurable moans and the occasional eye rolling lets us know that he’s thoroughly enjoying it.
“Mistress D” his choked voice makes Desirae pause.
“Yes” she purrs shocking him again with the wand before he can continue.
“May I come now?”
Desirae bites her lip tilting her head and observing his flushed skin, ragged breaths, and twitching dick. She really knows how to administer the right amount of pain and pleasure to make someone insane with need. The tatted guy can barely function. I’m envious while somewhat pitying him.
Desirae squats allowing him to get an eyeful of her spectacular tits. I growl unable to refrain from being heard. Desirae stills but doesn’t look back, as if she knows it’s me who made the sound. Instead she places the wand between his dick and nuts pulling it away just as he explodes all over his stomach and chest.
She’s fucking magnificent.
Watching her there; unable to enter the room… This is exactly how I feel in real life too. Desirae is that shining star that’s close enough to touch but too far away to make contact with. She burns hotly and brightly. But something about her makes me aware that for all of her brilliance, a darkness resides in her that threatens to swallow her whole. I’m not sure what it is or if she’d ever let me get close enough to her but I’ll do anything to get the chance… Even if it means I have to get on my knees for her.
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