HNT- Tits in the Night

It is night.

I’m in my bed, just ready to turn out the light. Missing Him, that rough, mean touch of His hand on my body, the way His fingers can pinch in a flash, leaving bruises and euphoria in His wake.

I send Him pictures of “His tits” before I plunge my room in darkness and remember…

bedGoodnight, Master.

 

About vanillamom

For over 8 years--(EIGHT?!) nilla and M have been a D/s couple. I'm the "small s" side of that designation, as he often reminds me. I'm silly and prone to giggling at inopportune times. He's a wicked Sadist, who feeds me my drug of choice--pain. My brain is always spinning dirty and dark little fantasies, which I sometimes share with the world. Welcome to the nilla-verse. It's wet and slippery here...with a dragon or two lurking.
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One Response to HNT- Tits in the Night

  1. Wordwytch says:

    Love it! So understand it too.

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