I’m floored more people didn’t enter this contest. What an easy way to make me happy AND get to spend time with me. YOU WIN wellspanked. I know you sent an email before but I never keep them. Please send another and we’ll work out the details.

Again- thank you.

The thought of winning a few precious minutes with you is, just, thrilling!

I see a heart! ‘Show Me Some Love!’

Hope I’m lucky enough to win a few precious minutes in your company…

Yours,

Lee

To explain how I love you, I must first say why I love you. I love you because every time I see your name, hear you voice, glimpse at your perfect form it sends a chill down my spine and excites my very core. When I look in my email and see your name, I know there will be something there to for the sole purpose to tease me, and my heart skips a beat. These reasons give the meaning behind how I love, and want to love you. It’s gratitude that drives my love coupled with unavoidable lust.

I reality I love you by wanting to give you as much pleasure as you provide you, and more. Be that a gift, a call, a smile I can deliver with an amusing comment, or a blush from a well deserved compliment. Or, it’s how I can perform for you on the phone, letting you hear my sighs, moans, and frustration for touching myself at your command. No matter whether the touch is for pleasure or pain, it is always for your amusement, to fulfill your desire at the moment. Last, and best of all, it is from taking your direction on camera. Showing you I will perform what act you wish, to the best of my ability. All in the hopes of pleasing you and then maybe, selfishly earning release at your command. But again, only in a way that pleases you.

Finally, how I love you in fantasy. Almost equal to serving you from a far because the possibilities are endless and to touch you or be touched by you, even in a dream, would be precious. The mere thought of being granted the permission to massage your beautiful body. To rub the weariness from your feet, the aches from the curves of your perfect calves. To deeply rub the muscles of your thighs and buttocks. Wanting to touch you, even just “accidently”, between your legs, but knowing that doing so without permission, even in fantasy, is forbidden. To smooth the curves of waist and back, and release the stress in your shoulders and neck.

After you’ve been relieved of your physical stress, to be allowed to cover your glorious body in scented oils so the fragrance can clear your mind and relax you completely for what you would allow next. At your command I would start again at your feet, paying tribute to your body with kisses. Soft caresses with my lips and tongue I would travel the same path that my hands did. This time being told to include the most pleasurable and cherished parts of your body. To caress your breasts, gently squeeze your nibbles between my thumb and fingers. At your urging to draw them in with my lips and even tease them with my teeth. To finally let my hands wander to the wetness between your legs. For my fingers to gently probe your lips and to rub you clit. The dream of dreams to have you push my head down your body and to service your pussy with my mouth. There would be no stopping until you were wracked with a shaking orgasm that you so justly deserve.

After you recovered from your well deserved pleasure, and repeated ones if you so desire. I await your opinion of my services. You may dismiss me, which may be the cruelest thing you could do. You may chastise me for not fulfilling your every desire. But whether it’s a harsh sting on my ass, or clamps on some part of my body, your attention makes the pain worth it. Or, I may dare to dream, that you were pleased with me and will offer me some pleasure. It could be stroking myself at your feet, or standing in front of you, possibly if I’ve performed very well you would give me the pleasure of your touch on my cock. All I’ve done up to this point has been for possibility of release. You may decide I will do it in a humiliating way for your amusement. That I must place my cum in a glass, or on the floor, or in my hand, and consume it in devotion to you. Or, to put it on some part of my body to leave it there as reminder of my service. Whatever your wish, whatever your pleasure all that I have done is out of love for you.