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Once you have them, you keep them forever
This was sent to ME by one of MY favorite followers. As he writes, he has served ME since I was a novice MISTRESS beginning MY reign at The Institute.

i don’t know how SHE does it.

i’ll be home alone, maybe a little horny, and tooling around on the
NiteFlirt listings. HER eye catches me from one of those small
left-column icons on the user’s page.

User? Heh. SHE uses me, all right.

i’ll click, look at the usual listing i dial HER at. W/we’ve known each

other a long time, so MISTRESS lets me use the one with the lowest
rate. Of course, that changes at HER whim.

i’ll go to HER main page and click on a listing i haven’t been to for a
while. Financial domination. Chastity. Or boot licking. That’s my
thing. SHE knows what it does to me.

And there SHE is. A few lines of copy, and HER voice is echoing in my
head. Rich and smooth like thick chocolate. Dripping seductive words,
the words on the screen acquiring new life.

my heart beats faster. my blood races.

And my fingers get cold. Just like they did twenty years ago when i
knelt on the floor of my dorm room, waiting for the phone to ring,
waiting for MISTRESS RAYNE of The Institute to be on the other end.

And then i go back to the main Niteflirt page. And i load my account
and call HER.

The rest, is bliss.

Thank YOU, MISTRESS RAYNE for allowing me two decades of glorious
service at YOUR feet.