Stuff and stuffed— %)

Why aren’t there emoticons for the titles of blogposts? That’s just wrong, yanno?

Coz i need one that has a big ole shit eatin” grin on it!!

Seriously–i thought i’d have a story for you. i mean, i do…it’s in my head tho.

and i’m beat.

*hee*

oh, MAN am i beat!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

and i’m tired too.

Cumming a thousand times will do that to you. Just in case ya wondered.

Sir B (B for Beast, which came unleashed…and whooooooboy whadda ride…) was …

……………………………………………………………………………….*happy sigh*……………moan……………….ouch.

Yeah. it was that good. and frankly, i’m not at all eloquent tonight. This was an unexpected coming together, as we have a date planned for late February…but the opening came up and we carpe’d the fuckin’ diem.

Or more accurately…HE seized da nilla. Bound, and fucked, vibed and spanked, bitten…dear great green goddess that Man can bite.

My shoulders. My back, my ass, my arms…He consumed me.

Now, i have to ask all you subgirls out there…am i truly a slut?

Truly?

Coz i came when He fucked my ass?

Three positions…three HUGE cums…omg. This was …overthetop.

Over. The. Top. phenominal. i spelled that wrong. fuck me. *giggle*

oh, gods apparently i’m still giddy.

my nipples hurt. He bit the clamps.

Of. Course I SCREAMED.

Through the ball gag.

He laughed.

What a delightful fucker.

So…i really have nothin’ more that that. nilla got royally messed up, royally fucked, royally forced-cummed…

Did i mention He wanted to take my clit home with Him so He wouldn’t be lonely for me?

(who me, walk funny? Geebeezuz that Man bites like a fuckin’ piranha )

So, this is woefully short, because truly, my braincells has all short circuited.

and i keep giggling.

And stopping to look in the mirror at me bee-ooooo-tiful bruises.

i am well and truly owned, boys n gals…and next month it will be official.

He’ll slide His collar ’round my neck…maybe when he’s sliding his cock back in my ass…

coz the Beast is runnin’ free now…

*happy sigh*