8 January 1995

These are the emails where you call your slave back to your folds … so aware of my needs …so in tune… not forgetting you own me for a minute but making me face myself gently ….waiting for the perfect moment to exercise your dominion as you wish never forcing just because you own me … but compelling me to be a good slave … And yet I know the punishment awaits at some time …. when you see fit … if you see fit … I never make the mistake to think I skated or pulled a fast one I know better … God I love you


Subject: Questions

Date: Wed, 08 Jan. 1995 06:38:56 -0700
From: natasha natasha@***.com
To: Artful@***.com

You made me question what felt so easy so right calling you when I needed you no need to explain no need to say … Just understood that if we ever felt lost or needed one another or painted oneself into a corner that I felt I had we could call reach out and there would be no need to explain or perhaps I just wanted to be with you … You tainted what felt so right …


Subject:  Re: Questions

Date:  Wed, 08 Jan. 1995 21:52:55 -0500
From: Artful Artful@***.com
To: natasha@***.com

At 06:38 AM 1/8/95 -0700, you wrote:
or perhaps I just wanted to be with you …you tainted what felt so right about….

You shouldn’t let my few words taint your feelings.. just like I don’t let your tantrums.. or your bitchiness last week taint my feelings about you … Not only is it not logical … its not fair of you… you often talk about letting your Master be human and your capacity to forgive … to forever taint your sweet feelings because of a few words … which really weren’t mean or nasty anyway … is to negate what you profess. You are ‘my’ sweet brat natasha … but don’t be ‘a’ brat..

I adore you natasha.. even through your little tantrums.. smiles… you are my baby.. and you know it..

Master

Subject: You
Date: Wed, 08 Jan. 1995 21:55:41 -0500
From:  Artful Artful@***.com
To:   natasha@***.com

Now straighten up and call your Master.. you sweet silly girl you.. I adore you… and your naughty bottom.

Master

Subject: You
Date: Wed, 08 Jan. 1995 22:00:29 -0500
From: Artful Artful@***.com
To: natasha@***.com

I know you are sitting there wanting to call me.. your luscious pussy is twitching.. telling you to call your Master.. she is saying “don’t be so stubborn …call your Master”

I adore you baby – smiling.. I really do .. god I want your lovely bottom.

Master

Subject:  Re: Questions
Date: Wed, 08 Jan. 1995 07:09:41 -0700
From: natasha natasha@***.com
To: Artful Artful@***.com

yes I know it but now I feel backed in a corner and ashamed and my dumb PRIDE won’t let me relent.
natasha

Subject: Re: Questions
Date: Wed, 08 Jan. 1995 22:03:51 -0500
From: Artful Artful@***.com
To: natasha@***.com

At,2) 07:09 AM 1/8/95 -0700, you wrote:
yes I know it but now I feel backed in a corner and ashamed and my dumb pride won’t let me relent

Smiling.. my darling .. in a case like this you must listen to your throbbing pussy.. and come to your Master… Let your love and devotion to your Master transcend your pride.. give me your shame natasha… I own that too. You know that I do.

Master


Subject:  Patience

Date: Wed, 08 Jan. 1995 22:07:00 -0500
From: Artful Artful@***.com
To:  natasha@***.com

Come to me natasha.. my slave.. my sweet property.. surrender.. fall backwards into my dominion .. lay your self before me..

I will always love you.. and keep you.. You will always belong to me.

Master


Subject: Re: Patience

Date: Wed, 08 Jan. 1995 08:06:15 -0700
From:  natasha natasha@***.com
To:  Artful Artful@***.com

Oh Thank you
your forever slave … natasha

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