HNT- Teasing M

Sometimes…*I* am neglectful of my Master. Shocking, but true. 😀

Vanilla life–I love it…but sometimes it seems as if it stuffs my world, overfilling it like an exploding marshmallow, until only a tiny wee corner of my inner darkness is left. I know it’s there, but it has been tamped so far away that I wonder if it will ever come back. Yet, I’ve been down this road before. Summertime is full of obligations…a yard to maintain, kids to entertain, *STUFF*. Just so. Much. Stuff.

I could sigh about it, which solves nothing.

Instead I try to tug bits and pieces of that darkness, pulling them up through that marshmallow–and one way is making sure I take care of Master. How does one do that when one is somewhat long distance?

This way:


6 thoughts on “HNT- Teasing M

  1. Lovely. I was thinking how he must feel. He knows every pixel of your breasts. The scent. The heat. The feel of them in his hands. Such a torment and yet delight to see them like that.

    1. yes. M isn’t into computer time. It’s not something he’s ever been into. I think he doesn’t trust it…with good reason as it turns out, with the whole internet spy thing. But yes, it would help in that long distance over the pond!


  2. Yea….I’ve started sending picture of my pussy to my D/Husband….he had mixed feelings about that…not that he didn’t appreciate the effort, but now i must ask permission before sending a notty picture…which makes it much more…you know. 😉

    1. yes…what is it about that permission thing that makes it even hotter? Like pouring gasoline on a fire it just makes me *poof!*….instantly HAWT!

      Thanks for commenting subkitty!


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