Monthly Archives: November 2015

HNT ~ Thankful

Thankful for Master; for His enjoyment of my body…chunky bits, round nips, bulbous tits and all. Thankful to have found this lifestyle, to be in relationship with so many in real life who understand the obsessions of the submissive, yet … Continue reading

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Good Girl

It was only an hour, perhaps a bit less. His hands in my hair, petting me gently, holding me close. “You’re a good girl,” He says, his voice low and soothing. No play. No premeditation. No orders obeyed. Just He … Continue reading

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The Stories

She sat back with a short huff of breath. So that’s what he had been doing, all those nights when he came to bed late. She’d heard the clattering keys, assumed that he was writing emails for work, had never seen … Continue reading

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HNT~Tease

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The Non-Hook up

We haven’t met in weeks. I miss Him. A lot. Not just the Dom stuff…sure, who doesn’t like to be pinched purple, nipples twisted, tits groped until one cries out in small gasping whimpers? I mean, what slut wouldn’t miss … Continue reading

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HNT–An Oldie but an “Aaaahhh”

I haven’t uploaded some of the newer boob pic’s from my phone to here, so I was scrolling through my media files here (believe it or not there ARE some pictures here that have never appeared “live” on the blog!) … Continue reading

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Just Checking In…

It’s been a hubbub, this month of November, and one can only assume things will get crazier than that as we eke our way down to the holidays. Well, I say “eke” but I really mean roar down the days … Continue reading

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HNT–Flannel Days

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Hey! He’s *Torturing* me….

…and I kinda like it. Aaaand…I kinda hate it. Because I called him on it, you see. He’d said he had something dastardly planned. He got busy, I got busy but I felt, well, you know, deflated over it. Like…doesn’t … Continue reading

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Something Different

His lips moved over hers, consuming her. He was the best kisser she’d ever met, the only one who’d ever given life to that old romantic novel notion of ‘making her swoon from his kiss’. When he finally lifted his … Continue reading

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