After having my S&M fantasy published in your exciting magazine, I can honestly tell you that fantasies can come true. Living out my sex dream has been much better than I ever imagined it could be. Although you edited my original letter and changed my made-up names from Wade and Tricia to Dwight and Amy, and the state from Washington to Kentucky, when I saw that my letter had been printed, I became so turned on that I had to masturbate immediately.

I had purchased the magazine during my lunch hour and was paging through it when I discovered my letter. My boss, “Dwight,” had left for lunch and the office was closed, so I figured that I had the whole hour to read Variations. After I read my letter, I was so horny that I took off my panties, stuffed them in my desk drawer and started to masturbate. I don’t know how long I had been playing with my naked clit when Dwight caught me in the act, but I do know I had just climaxed for the seventh time! Dwight came up behind me, and I almost fell off my chair. When he saw what I was doing and the magazine lying open on my desk, he asked me what had turned me on so much. I was both embarrassed beyond belief and delighted that my boss, my fantasy master, had caught me masturbating. I showed Dwight the letter and told him that it was about him and me. He couldn’t believe that I felt that way about him, but he was happy that my feelings were now out in the open. He told me that he would see what he could do to make my fantasy come true.

Dwight asked me where my panties were, and when I took them out of my desk and handed them to him, he held them up to his nose and took a big sniff of the crotch. He then told me that he expected me to bring him all my panties on Monday and to begin wearing miniskirts to work. He even said that he might start looking for a straight-edge razor and razor strop if I thought I wanted to follow through completely on my fantasy.

At home, after taking a long, hot bath, I climbed into bed and start to read Variations. I was still naked from my bath, and I masturbated repeatedly as I read each letter. When I got to my fantasy letter, I assumed a different position on the bed and pretended that Dwight was doing wicked things to my body.

I laid the open magazine on a pillow and got on my knees, with my ass sticking up in the air. I greased up my largest dildo and inserted it in my willing asshole. With one hand I worked the dildo in and out of my asshole, while I used my other hand to play with my clit. I would have made a lewd sight for anyone viewing me in that position.

I am now very happy as Dwight’s devoted live-in sex slave. Dwight is a terrific master, and our scenes are a daily event. We burned all of my underwear in his fireplace, and he bought me several new sexy mini-skirts. When we are at home, I am naked all of the time. Usually I have a dog collar around my neck to which a chain leash is attached. The leash hangs down between my tits and is attached to leather cuffs that hold my arms firmly together behind my back.

Every day Dwight shaves my cunt and always sucks me to several orgasms afterward. He often whips my ass and then follows that with a terrific ass-fucking.

Some people may think I am crazy, but I love all the nasty things Dwight does to my body. I wouldn’t go back to my old life for anything.