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littlerestlessone: It was her pleasure to kneel for him. Her pleasure to rest at his feet, her cheek pressed tenderly to his thigh. Her pleasure to serve. Her pleasure to give. And his pleasure was her.
littlerestlessone: No. Just. No. Even with consensual non-consent there is still a choice. Even with a total power exchange there were many choices leading up to the moment when that sort of trust has been built. Even when the submissive is going
littlerestlessone: This bliss. Lost in the sensations. Everything blurring together, every touch, every movement, every brush of your skin against mine felt by every nerve. Moaning, gasping, flying with you, tensing tighter and tighter until I hear your
littlerestlessone: She tensed as the pressure built deep inside, she could feel it rushing, filling her. His voice cut through her moan. “Look at me little one.” and she did, with a whimper the intensity fading a bit. “Look at me, breat
littlerestlessone: Her insides shivered. She had that awkward twitchy feeling, the one where she didn’t know what to do with her hands, didn’t know what to say, didn’t know how to respond or be or handle all the thoughts going through her mind.
littlerestlessone: She knelt for him, her thighs spread, her hands at her back. She knelt for him with her chest raised, with her chin up, offered and proud to be his. She knelt for him, and she knew she was safe, even with the fluttering of nerves in
littlerestlessone: “That’s it” he spoke through moans. “Nice and deep, just like that. Swallow my cock pet. Good girl, you feel so good.”
littlerestlessone: And with that look all of the doubts tumbling through her head stopped, all the voices went silent, all of the rest of the world fell away.
littlerestlessone: At his feet she knew her place so there were no insecurities. She knew what was expected so there was no anxiety. She knew she was wanted so there was no fear. She knew she was protected and so she was safe. All these things he gave
littlerestlessone: She relied on his strength. She needed it, because she was strong herself. She needed someone who could resist when she fought, who could hold her while she struggled, who could stand against the torrent of her emotions. His strength
littlerestlessone: He loved watching her break, watching her fall apart. She was so strong, so controlled, so good. But he got to see her like this, shattered, open, raw. It was pure beauty, and he was honoured by it.
littlerestlessone: He held her, and the whole world disappeared. He held her and she was safe. He held her and she remembered he was hers. He held her, and she held him, and all was right with the world.
littlerestlessone: He pulled her close and she gasped. She loved the way his clothes brushed against her bare skin, the contrast between them. Clothed and naked, big and small, predator and prey. He watched her tremble, watched her face as he touched,
littlerestlessone: I think people sometimes don’t understand how lovely an image like this is. She is not presenting herself, this isn’t a moment of play - not a scene or something like that. This is about connection, about the safety and peace that
littlerestlessone: As she licked, she watched his face, she felt the way he twitched in her grip, heard the intake of breath. That was her pleasure, her reward.
littlerestlessone: He loved the beauty of her body, strong, graceful. A perfect canvas for his greed, for his lust. He would ruin her, mark her, make her scream. Later, as he held her, whispering his pride and delight, she would thank him.
littlerestlessone: In the solitude she battled her demons, she found her strength. In the quiet she learned her beauty and owned her sexuality. By giving everything up she could find who she truly was. She was fierce, she was beautiful and she was his.
littlerestlessone: it’s this sort of day Wishing
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littlerestlessone: Oh how I would like to do this, just this, this teasing until you grabbed my hair and stuff your cock down my throat, or rip me from it and toss me down so you can fuck me. Mmm, I can feel the head, swell in my mouth.
littlerestlessone: She broke under him, and it was beautiful.
littlerestlessone: She took her place at his feet, she was his toy, and he delighted in using her. As much as she delighted in being His plaything.
littlerestlessone: Taken. Owned. There is nothing better. Need.
littlerestlessone: This would be a dream. Let's…adventures await us!
littlerestlessone: “That’s it pet, rub your pussy, get it all nice and wet for me. After you suck me I’m going to fuck you.”
littlerestlessone: She was waiting for him, trying not to be anxious, trying to make sure to smile as she heard his key in the lock. He was surprised at first, seeing her body silhouetted by the light. Surprised and pleased - she didn’t need to wait
littlerestlessone:At his feet she knew her place so there were no insecurities. She knew what was expected so there was no anxiety. She knew she was wanted so there was no fear. She knew she was protected and so she was safe. All these things he gave
littlerestlessone: This is your one chance to cum today slut, I suggest you make it good. Go on, put on a show for me. Show me what a whore you are.
littlerestlessone: I want you feral and unrestrained. I want your fire. Burn me to ash.
littlerestlessone: Safety in surrender. Security knowing there is someone else watching over you, taking care of you, guiding you. Not because you’re unable to do it yourself, but because there is freedom in the letting go. We are taught to be too
littlerestlessone: Amazing images, although I’m not sure how practical the thick rope would be. I love the look, I bet the weight would be a lovely bonus too.
littlerestlessone: This wasn’t sex, it was adoration. Each touch was more than skin and nerves, it was her soul reaching for his, sharing energy and fire. They each fuelled the other’s passion, unafraid to be consumed by the flames.
littlerestlessone: Bind me tight. I need to feel the pressure, wrapped up and constant, like being held. Bind me so I can’t move, can’t fight, can’t run. Bind me so I feel captured, safe, safe from my demons, from my thoughts. Make it so I can’t
littlerestlessone: Hold me close while I giggle. Hold me close as I cry. Hold me close so I feel safe. Hold me close because I’m yours.
littlerestlessone: She liked the gag. She could scream as much as she wanted. She could let it all go. She could sob and cry without fear. She’d give it all to him, empty it all out. When they were finished there would be nothing left but peace.
littlerestlessone: I love seeing this moment, in the after when she curls herself around him. That sense of safety and comfort. It’s so beautiful.
littlerestlessone: I want to touch. I want to press myself against you. I want to feel the heat, the softness of your skin. I want to trace the lines of your muscle with my fingers, with my lips. I want to learn the planes of your body. I want to mark
littlerestlessone: He sat back, watching her. The candles around her legs kept her still, the wax falling on her skin made her twitch. She was beautiful in the quiet, as he watched her surrender and endure.
littlerestlessone: goodmorningm0therfucker: Ropes: Nawashi Monko Stunning work. People might not understand all that goes into this. Strength and flexibility on the part of the model, understanding of pressure and weight and force on the part of the
littlerestlessone: She couldn’t help but blush as she heard him come into the room. She felt goosebumps on her skin and a shiver down her spine. She couldn’t see him, but she knew what he’d do. Still she was surprised when the strike fell, a yelp
littlerestlessone: She tensed as he pinched, her body squirming against his, her fingers curling into fists. “I’m not letting go.” he said, his voice firm, steady. “I want this. Will you give it to me? Will you surrender?” She
littlerestlessone: There are times when Master will say this. “Trust me?” - not a command, but not really a question. More a reminder that I do trust him. I trust him to know me, to understand me, to keep me safe, to push me. I trust him to guide
littlerestlessone: Take me. Possess me. Own me. Show me you need me as much as I need you. sana girmeye öyle ihtiyacım var ki şu an
littlerestlessone: The best thing ever after a playful spanking.
littlerestlessone: “Just like that pet, nice and still. Good girl. Hold the candle there, I want to touch you. Are you ready?”
littlerestlessone: Bound to find freedom.
littlerestlessone: His touch was so gentle. She almost wished for a rough grab, the scratch of his nails against her skin. Then she would have a hint to his mood, a glimpse of what he had planned. This careful tenderness gave away nothing. It made her
littlerestlessone: The pressure surprised her. She gasped, but her stubbornness wouldn’t allow her to look at him. “Why are you fighting?” he asked, his voice too calm against the storm she felt inside. “What are you fighting?”His
littlerestlessone: She heard him moving around the room and without thought her head popped up. “No no little one” he said, moving back to her side, easing her cheek back down against the floor. “Like this. Stay just like this. Good
littlerestlessone: iamadominant: His touch made her shiver, made her moan, made her want.
littlerestlessone: The chains did not bind her. She was not there by his will but by her own. An offering, not a sacrifice - freely given and gratefully accepted.
