Triple X- RatedThis blog is for ADULTS ONLY and contains themes of BD/sm. The stories contained within are just that--sexual tales of sadism, masochism, orgasm control, and pictures of naked tits. If any of this stuff is offensive to you...why are you here? Seriously ~ this is sexy stuff and not everyone can handle it. BDSM themes abound... You have been warned.
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Hands stroking her body. Hands massaging her head, rubbing up and over and around her breasts, her belly, her arms and wrists. They moved slickly, sliding like silk. There was a soft scent filling her nostrils, something earthy and rich. … Continue reading
The best part Sunday was when we were playing my new game, nilla. I groan a bit, then giggle. You weren’t giggling so much when I nailed your ass with the “fucking pink brush”, little girl. “No Master, that’s the … Continue reading
The sharp tang of metal in her mouth made her wince. It tasted horrid. Swallowing was an effort. The gag in her mouth held her jaws wide, preventing her from avoiding what was coming next. She would have shaken her … Continue reading
Some days are like this, I know. The kind of day that makes you want to draw on the walls with jello, and gurgle happily. La La La…. It was a wicked fuck of a day and …wait a moment … Continue reading
The worst “toy” in His arsenal by far is the pink hairbrush. I was lucky enough to get some insight into exactly how much He loves this weapon of ass destruction while Sir P was visiting with us. I’d been … Continue reading
Remember back in the “some time in the past” when Master had a guest Dom visit with us? There’s a post somewhen about it, with pics of me giving him a blowjob, and later, being fucked silly by him. Sir … Continue reading
admit it- ZNN makes you feel alive! A slut resurgence. This is the text I found waiting for me when I finally made it upstairs to bed on Thursday night. I’ve regaled you with many tales of ZNN~ His required … Continue reading
The true beginning to our play date started on Friday. I texted Him, in some frustration, that my family would (hopefully, dear goddess they’re taking for-fucking-ever) be leaving around noon. There was much preparation, much foot-dragging slowness. They did a … Continue reading
another view of submission…not my usual sweetness and sunshine…i’m feeling a bit dark and moody. Man, do I need to be fucked and beaten! ~n~ He held her down by her neck, face canted roughly to the side where she … Continue reading