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Tag Archives: pain
I –for all that I want it–haven’t been very submissive. We talk like friends, he and I, with laughter and teasing. We’re not in a rut, but both of us realize that the tasking and rules of times gone by … Continue reading
“Please, Sir, may I cum?” She was so close. That close. Hanging there, right on the edge of orgasm as his fingers slipped and twisted inside her pussy. Her hips undulated on the bed, waves of need rolling palpably from her … Continue reading
…I forget how much pain really hurts. I know. It sounds stupid when you say it aloud, doesn’t it? (If you’re submissive, I’ll bet you dollars to donuts that you “grok”, right?) We managed to eke out a small face … Continue reading
It’s been a hectic two weeks since Master and I played. It’s amazing the things that float to the surface even now. Little things, some big things. I remember (now) that He’d forgotten Sir Wolf’s bag of wicked whips (aaawww…*giggle*). … Continue reading
I’m certainly not inundating your “in box” with lots of posts of late, am I? Between my kids, my gardens and familial responsibilities, it seems my time to be here has been greatly dwindling. But I am working on a … Continue reading
We met. Ate. Talked. Teased. Played with stickers. (He won…tho I did score one on his sternum… 🙂 ) I’m foggy with pain this morning. Thoughts disjointed. Laying low. Throb in my pussy. (whispering as His hand moves against my … Continue reading
I sent Him a titty pic. I was pinching my nipple and feeling flirty. He responds that I’m “milking” it…which of course makes me laugh. I did apologize–“Sorry, I should leave that for You to do.” “Clamps will do it” … Continue reading
The wall was cool against my aching tits. My forehead was pressed tight, the way He likes, my feet aching a bit now, in my high, high heels. I felt incredibly sexy. My tits loose from my clothing, my nipples … Continue reading
I’ve been mulling over this…this freaky thing we do…questioning my needs. And then realized I don’t need to justify anything. Just like I have bright blue eyes, I am kinky. Just like I like chocolate, I like to be beaten. … Continue reading