Yesterday Jenna and I went to the Obama rally and sat up really high in the nose-bleed section and had a fantastic time. There was so much more energy there than at the Hillary rally (days earlier). At THIS particular rally, there were beach balls being thrown up in the air all over the stadium, people yelling and screaming in unison (for over an hour before Obama even showed up), and a roaring fanbase that exceeded the Hillary rally by almost 500%. In fact, there were SO many more people at this rally as compared to the Hillary one (both held in the same place), that there wasn’t enough parking. The Hillary rally barely filled a fifth of the stadium. This time, with Obama speaking, thee whole stadium was slam packed with hardly a dry seat in the house. And I gotta tell you, Obama’s pretty sexy in person.
While Obama spoke all I could think about was picturing him naked as I spanked his ass. Nothing, at this moment, would give me more pleasure than to stuff a red ball gag in his mouth while hypnotizing him to do all the political changes I’d like him to make. I would love to DOMINATE Obama in all sorts of naughty ways. I wanna tie him up to my St. Andrew’s cross and stick a butt plug in his ass and make him wear panties, tease him like a sissy bitch, dress him in a french maid outfit, and have him give me a warm bubble bath. Ah yes, now THAT would be my ideal presidential candidate: a bitch slave. I bet he has a big cock too. Not that I’d necessarily want to fuck him, I just like knowing it’s big enough to fuck with (i.e. cock torture).
Needless to say, I left the rally with pretty wet panties. The whole ordeal excited me more than can ever be expressed in words.
Jenna and I watching the pre-rally:
Barack Obama speaking to the crowd:
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