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by Dr. Jane Foxx
This collection of letters from Dr Jane Foxx to a submissive admirer tells the story not only of their long-distance relationship but also of Dr Foxx’s dominant lesbian relationship with a beautiful young woman. It reveals emotions and feelings that go beyond pure physical pleasure or the desire to make money, and yet the underlying sexual urges are intense and emphasize the power of both male and female sexuality.
Also included are letters from Dr Foxx’s lesbian lover to the submissive man while Dr Foxx was in hospital recuperating from an accident, and these letters are perhaps the most revealing of all.
++ Originally published as “Letters and Pictures to Suckboy”, this edition has been completely re-edited and recompiled with particular reference to Dr Jane Foxx’s original letters, but with some of the more colorful descriptions modified or removed to conform with the requirements of some retailers. It remains highly erotic, with descriptions of Femdom activities, and it is not for the overly sensitive reader.
Published: 6 / 2013 No. words: 31200
Style: BDSM/Bondage – Content: Moderate – Classed as: Consensual – Fem Dom – F/M, Sado-Masochism (SM)
Your long, rambling, seventeen-page, ass-kissing letter, with NO date on it, arrived this morning, and I have a few minutes to spare so will begin typing this response.
First, I must tell you, Miss T paid a visit to see me after midnight and, of course, she gave me the opportunity to saturate her confiscated panties with more of my precious dew, our body oils, perfumes, etc. Actually, you will find the panties are quite delectably messy now, but I’m sure that is exactly the condition in which you wish to receive them. There is unmistakable evidence on those panties of exactly what has been going on for me and for Miss T and for both of us together, as the occasion has arisen. I am sure you will agree, and I am so glad your face will get to be witness to all of it. Ha ha ha! The thought tickles me a great deal.
Of course, I will want a detailed report on what you do with the panties. That should be EXTREMELY interesting!
Double ha ha!
After Miss T’s late night visit, I was glad I had not allowed her mother, Beverly, to go any further with me than she did. I have decided I will try to locate a dominant lady in the Indianapolis area for Beverly to begin serving. Be certain that it will be a female who can keep Beverly very busy, so that I can continue to ravage her eager daughter on a regular basis without any interruptions. I did not mention Beverly’s revelations to Miss T. I didn’t think it was necessary, nor would it have served any useful purpose to have Miss T’s thoughts distracted from her primary mission: keeping me content!
Besides, the dear girl was too busy kissing and sucking for me last night, to notice much of anything else. She absolutely ADORES me, and nothing is going to change that, not if I can help it! Here are some comments on your undated letter, in which you were responding to a message I wrote several weeks ago. (No wonder it’s called SNAIL mail):
I expect to continue being your HIGHEST priority. Think of me towering over your kneeling figure, one leg lifted, offering my curvy posterior to be repeatedly kissed (much as you saw being done on tape), and remember that I like to hear lip-smacking kisses – kisses that LINGER – emotional kisses that I can feel. (I hope such thoughts give you a raging hard on, right now!) But keep your hands OFF until you finish reading. You must learn to suffer for me, even if it’s only in tiny ways! Ha ha!
About my waistline: it’s still at twenty-four inches around because I watch what I eat and I workout every day. My breast line is 36C, and I would not want to be any larger. My hips are also thirty-six inches around, so the core of my body still makes a very svelte picture. “You’re a very suckable, Lady Jane,” says Miss T!
Speaking of breasts, I have a tape clip of a female friend, named Louise, who is very petite, EXCEPT for her tits. They are humungous! She can hardly find a bra to hold them in place. REALLY!
Anyway, lovely Louise enjoys receiving cunnilingus to the exclusion of any other FEMDOM activity and, of course, there are plenty of male volunteers to choose from.
Recently, I was present when Louise consented to have one of her admirers ‘feast’ upon her, while being taped. This is one of the clips I will soon want to share with you. I’ll let you know when the tape is finished, and you can send me the standard $50 for it. I KNOW you will especially enjoy watching this particular clip VERY much!
One other comment about my waistline: when I was a few years younger, my waist measurement was only nineteen inches around.
Can you believe it? I’ll include a picture for you with this letter, so you can see for yourself. Also, study the quasi-cock in the photo closely and you will see that what I say is true! I was a budding sex machine in those days, and now I am in ‘full flight’, of course! Ha ha ha!
About men’s testicles: I discovered very early that it was NOT necessary to squeeze VERY hard to get my points across.
All I ever had to do was to hold them, with a threat to squeeze, and I could often see the sweat begin to form and certain nerve reflexes twitching. It is the anticipation that SOMETHING might happen that is most tormenting. You understand? I do! Besides, I have always been less sadistic than I am sensuous. Have you not noticed? Cassandra, on the other hand, is exactly the opposite. She gets off best on dispensing pain to others!
Of course, I knew you lived alone, but you don’t REALLY. LLJ is there everyday to continue guiding you and especially tormenting your fucking little mind! It’s such FUN! Ha ha ha!
Talent: Yes, I suppose I have more than my share of inherent skills. I even play the piano quite a bit. I taught myself how to read music and how to play the keyboard. It seems to come naturally to me.
Perhaps I will send you a copy of an audiotape I recently made of my piano music, if you’re interested.
But I should explain, the instrument I use is different from the ordinary piano. It is a Roland electronic, which never goes out of key and has many rhythms and voices to choose from. The price for this unique piano listed at $12,000 when I bought it in 1997. The piano dealer, a quaking submissive, gave me a special deal on the keyboard. By holding his nuts for a while and making him sweat, I got the instrument delivered to my home for only $4000: his cost! Pretty good deal, eh? I think so!
I immediately traded in my white grand piano, which was always going out of key. The odd part was that I had only paid $7000 for the grand, kept it three years, and sold it to a private party for $8500. A male’s nuts were involved again, you see? Ha ha ha! It seems these dainty fingers of mine really can accomplish a host of magical things!
Now I’m off to town to conduct some business. I will mail the ravaged panties with this letter!
The male clients sequestered in the remote, castle-like edifice where Cassandra works and plays, come from all over the world. Dominant women send or bring them there to be trained for obedient service in the proper manner. However, occasionally there are certain deserving male creatures who are brought there against their will to be severely punished for their offenses. It really happens!!!
The first chance I get, I intend to devise some particularly wicked tortures that I will instruct you to apply to yourself. I am thinking about what equipment you will need right now. It won’t be anything very large, but there are a few items – like clamps that can be tightened to the required amount and left in place for a specific length of time – that I doubt whether you have available at this moment. Of course, I shall specify the required level of tightness and the length of time for which they are to be left in place before you even consider starting to loosen them, so I need to be sure that you have equipment on which the level of tightness can be specified precisely. I think that would be a wonderful idea. Just remind me about it in another week or so.
No, I’ve never been to England, but I have always wanted to go. I’ve spent some time in Paris, and lived in Budapest and Vienna for several months. I’ve also been to the OWK in the Czech Republic, of course, although that place gets old for me in a hurry. Hardly anyone speaks English there, and I’m only fluent in French, Spanish and German, and I can manage a little Russian, but not Czech.
Now, I shall get these used panties and this letter in an envelope so they’ll be all ready to mail tomorrow, but I DO enjoy keeping you waiting. It’s like a male climax that keeps building and building, but never quite comes off. Ha! Keep thinking of me.
LLJ
