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Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Look into my eyes and follow me...

Yes, that's right, look into her eyes and follow her. Can you do that? This is Samantha. She will take you to a place that is quite unforgettable. A place where wet dreams are made from. A place that is consumed by happiness and fulfillment. A place that you'll want to go to and never leave. So follow Samantha, she will take you there. Now once you there, many things will happen to you and you will have to let them. Trust us, it's all for the better. You do want to make yourself better too don't you. Let Samantha take you there. Yes, changes, many changes will happen to you now follow your libido, think with your cock, we'll do the rest, you'll see.  ; )  dR

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Let me drink in her beauty...

...and have my eyes quench their thirst for a lady who is from lady who is replete with fur from her neck to her ankles....   ; )   dR

Monday, April 14, 2014

You can't stay out there...

Come, come, you can't stay out there. Come inside and I make you warm, no? Yes, of course I will. The fireplace is on and there is plenty of food and drink. You look famished. Or is it the drink you need? I suspect you need both, no, of course you do. Oh, I see you staring at my wonderful breasts. Now I know what lost man needs. Yes, I do. Well, why don't Elsa get two vodkas and sit us down on fur rug by fireplace. I take off you clothes and give you wonderful breast massage. You feel so much better. Elsa will have to keep you for the night. No, Elsa can't let you back out there, not like this. Now come, come inside.    ; )  dR

Saturday, April 12, 2014

A young lady from a by gone era...

The young lady above sort of reminds me of someone's mistress; someone's lover. It's the 1920's and the man who she dares to consort with is a very rich man; a sort not unlike Jay Gatsby. Here in the photograph above, she waits for her lover as he has needed to place her in this leftover room in his mansion. Why must he do such a thing you ask? Well, for one thing, they have just had sex together, downstairs - in the parlor, in the kitchen, in the drawing room and suddenly an uninvited guest ha arrived. Could it be the rich man's wife's sister? Perhaps. If so, he can not take any chances and have his lover found, so for now she hides. Still in her fur coat; in her heels; with her pearls still on; naked. She looks out the window, a contemplative face, wondering about this man and all of his riches. Is it worth it? How must his wife feel? Maybe she too is unfaithful to her husband? Maybe.     ; )   dR

Friday, April 11, 2014

Here's what I want you to do with him...

Take him down to the dungeon, have him wrapped in the straight jacket and pants. Make sure all the padlocks are on, we musn't forget them. Then, I want him placed in a hole and have that hole filled with quick dry concrete, past his mouth and just under his nostrils. Once that is done come get me and I will go visit him. I want him to understand that his life is irrevocably changed forever and that he is dealing with me now. His life is over and he serves me and me only.  I will probably keep him in the hole for about a week. Then, after that time, we will extract him from the hole and his training will begin; that's assuming he has accepted his new station in life. If not, well, it will be such a shame what will happen to him next.   ;  ) dR

Thursday, April 10, 2014

250,000 Page Views!!!

Well, here we are again -- a recognition of another milestone! Thanks to everyone for all of the times you have come to my blog to visit! 250,000 page views certainly says that someone enjoys viewing a blog dedicated to women (and transgendered women) in furs of all types. For those of you with your fur fetishes I say thank you for being so special! 
A quarter-million page views represents 750 posts. This averages to about 334 views per post. That's up from 308 views per post at 200,000 page views! 
A special thanks goes out to Bunny, Tim, Doug, Ian, and someone who refers to themselves as Anonymous Thanks to the five of you, I get some feedback, which is positive and that is enough to keep me continuing this blog as I do. Your words are very special to me.
Anyway, thanks again and I look forward to the next 250,000 views !!   ; )  dR 

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

There's a special gift in the elevator...

Oh my dear you know how I love you so, don't you? You have done so many unselfish things for me. You have been a wonderful friend. Now, it is time for me to reciprocate. I want you to call up the elevator to my penthouse. When the door opens, you will see a special gift inside. It is yours for the night. Do whatever you'd like with your gift. Enjoy it to the full extent. It is my way of saying thank you to you being such a good friend.      ;  )   dR

Sunday, April 6, 2014

I like!

Now, yes my dears I do have quite the fur collection so you can understand why I have a fur blog too. Such is the life of one who has a fetish for fur. That's why when I post pictures like the one above it gets my juices flowing; preparing for a next purchase. Certainly, each picture I post helps me to decide on what exactly TO purchase. Now, the model in the photograph does strike my fancy. Lynx fur, how sumptuous, especially in this trio - a coat, a hat, and a gorgeous fur muff. What do you think? Should something like this fall in the category of a next purchase?  ; )   dR

Friday, April 4, 2014

What did I tell you before?

Didn't we have this conversation before? What do I have to do to you to get through to that puny brain of yours? You are to put on that maid uniform during the weekdays and clean my penthouse. You are to do my laundry and do the shopping as well. Now, if you can't do this, I can always get Doug to persuade you. You remember Doug, don't you. That real dark skinned colored man with that huge cock of his. He's the one with the huge cock that satisfies me like a real man does, not like you. Now do as you are told and get that maids uniform on now, understand?    ; )  dR

Monday, March 31, 2014

That one night with her...

Yes, you were away on business; in another city; in another country. She was at the bar in the hotel. Perfect in every way. Like a box of chocolates, so perfectly wrapped and presentable. She sat across the room at a table, her eyes on you. When she raised her glass and smiled your way, you knew that she wanted something from you. A decision had to be made. Go over and talk to her or call your wife. You decided the former. After a few drinks and some fantastic conversation you knew you were ready to have that one night with her.   ; ) dR