Suckboy:

Your long, rambling, 17 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, her saliva, our body oils, perfumes, etc.  Actually, you will find the panties are
quite delectably messy now, but I’m sure that’s exactly the condition in which you wish to
receive them.  There’s unmistakable evidence on those panties that a lot of sucking and
fucking has been going on, you will agree, and I’m glad your face will get to be a 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 didn’t allow 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 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 didn’t 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, 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, 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 24 inches around because I watch what I eat, and I
workout everyday.  My breast line is 36C, and I wouldn’t want to be any larger.  My hips
are also 36 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 19 inches around.

Can you believe it?  I’ll include a picture for you on the next page, so you can see for
yourself.  Also, study the quasicock in the photo closely, and you will see what I say is
true!  I was a budding sex machine in those days, and now am in ‘full flight’, of course! 
Ha ha ha!

About men’s testicles: I discovered very early, it was NOT necessary to SQUEEZE very hard
to get my points across.

All I ever had to do was hold them, with a threat to squeeze, and I could often see the
sweat begin forming, 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.  Haven’t you 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 natural 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 than 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, 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 can really 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 captured against their will, and brought along
to be  severely punished for their offenses.  It really happens!!!

The first chance I get I intend to purchase a peter pistol for you to torment yourself
with.  I think it’s a great idea.  Just remind me about it in another week or so.

No, I’ve never been to England, but 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, German, and 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
keep building and building, but never quite comes off.  Ha!  Keep thinking of me, and get
that mouth open!  Wider!

LLJ