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subtrainer: cabinetofdesire: Every night and every mornSome to misery are born,Every morn and every nightSome are born to sweet delight.Some are born to sweet delight,Some are born to endless night. William Blake, Auguries of Innocence (extract);
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cabinetofdesire: “Let’s go out,” she had said earlier in the evening. “I want to do something exciting.” He regarded her levelly. “I think I know what to do,” he said. “It’s a new place I want to show you. It’s got great reviews,
cabinetofdesire: nanking-decade: She begged and begged and he finally let her sleep in a bed that night. Sometimes the thing she expects least is getting exactly what she wants. Devotional Training: Just When You Least Expect It.
cabinetofdesire: She’s been taught well, it appears: to open her mouth upon command; and to receive whatever her owner sees fit to insert into it with grace and humility. Devotional Training.
cabinetofdesire: Better living through misappropriated office supplies.
hiscunt: cabinetofdesire: The discomfort you will endure. The degradation you will crave. The use, the consummation, is almost secondary; presentation is everything. Yes, that is So True. Thank you for reminding us! :) ~hiscunt Devotional Training.
cabinetofdesire: cyanidemishka: always-closer-to-the-edge: She’d been bound and restrained, and she’d felt safe. Cared for. Looked after. And now that he’d set her free, she was feeling a little lost… The rope marks go all the way inside,
sirbknight: cabinetofdesire: Eliciting these thoughts was the point of the exercise. thinkivykink: Of all the things she could be left with… a stinging rear, the cuffs still locked on, a gag still in place, the smear of makeup on her cheek …her
cabinetofdesire: Her sole purpose today is to dispense, on demand, cries and moans of lust-ridden torment. If she is sufficiently obliging, she may be permitted to suck upon the part of the mattress where her cunt has left a slick, to reinforce in her
cabinetofdesire: Do you indeed? thinkivykink: I want to believe in the beauty of my strangeness. axman: Photo by: Sarah White
cabinetofdesire: This appeals to me. Except, of course, that one must never apply a current across the chest. But fastening the whore to a suitable bench and applying electricity across her cunt and midriff until her eyes roll up into her head and she
cabinetofdesire: She has not yet been marked. Perhaps soon. farmd0g: Postition / Posture: Kneeling, Hand to Elbow
cabinetofdesire: A sufficiently devoted whore would realise that each of her holes is available – always – solely at her owner’s discretion. Certainly not hers. A sufficiently devoted whore sleeps naked, but her owner may take care that her holes
cabinetofdesire: It does not matter that she seems alone. Her owner is with her always. His proprerty is his embassy.
cabinetofdesire: Ribbon? Oh, there shall be a lot more to adorn you than a long red ribbon. Unless this ribbon is some sort of metaphor for something else entirely to adorn you. And I don’t think I shall be holding back, dear. parparin: Dare. I am
cabinetofdesire: Mirror, mirror, on the floor - Who is the neediest little whore?” lovesweetfuckrough: (In the Looking Glass by `PerryGallagher) (via TumbleOn)
cabinetofdesire: Closed for the day. But she won’t be able to stop thinking about it all. Day. Long. Ass stretched open and plugged, cunt locked shut; even so she is required to meet her daily obligations, her every movement reminding her incessantly
cabinetofdesire: leatherlacedbass: School of Torture “Hi, my name is Kumiko, and I’m addicted to orgasms.” “Hi Kumiko!”
