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busybeatalks: I woke up this morning when you kissed me awake. Your lips brushing against my shoulder, over and over. My throat was scratchy. A product of moans you had me making. Last night we made each other cum for hours, taking breaks for fits
vitallyexposed: curious-cunt: There is nothing that makes a cunt feel more like property and a piece of meat than an impartial inspection. This is true.
t0tally-pers0nal: Let’s “cuddle” and when I say cuddle I mean aggressively makeout and grab me everywhere
subgirlygirl: Her submission had been sporadic that week. Girl texted “Sir” here and there when I didn’t expect it. She asked permission to get a pedicure. She did the dishes without being asked and arrived home fifteen minutes before curfew. But
her-master: The more you move, the more I will hit you. Please, keep moving…
her-master: The body has great power to shape the mind. Exposed and presented like this, her mind quickly finds its place. Is this objectification? Yes, my dear, it is. And it is also right because you, in this moment, are an object. As much as I love
her-master: Training a girl is not always pleasant… well, it is for Me, but maybe not for her.
her-master: Shhh… hold still… don’t move… No no.. hold still… just squeeze me… yes… like that… mmmm…. Good girl…. keep going, just like that…
her-master: I have this little game I love to play. You may not like it quite as much as I do. It begins very simply: I beat you. You may be on your stomach with your ass in the air, or perhaps on your back with your legs spread… you should spend some
her-master: Every inch of you, inside and out, is mine. Give yourself to me, and serve me. Find your fulfillment.. this is why you were made: to be My little girl.
her-master: I told you I hate to have to repeat myself.
her-master: A silly little doodle. Doodling calms my mind, even when it doesn’t turn out as aesthetically pleasing as I desire. But yay! Anal :D Yay, anal… indeed.
her-master: jizzmonsterporn: Textbook readings turning me on again :l Sigh…
her-master: Lovely
her-master: “What is it about a girl with a tail?” “It’s a little degrading isn’t it?” “Uh huh.” “Humiliating too, right?” “Yes, that’s my point.” “Yes, that’s my point too.”
her-master: Ready?
her-master: Girls, next time you almost tell a man you’re “up for anything”, stop and think.
her-master: Why punish? I received a question from a reader in a long-term relationship who has recently begun exploring D/s and wanted to remain anonymous. (When I say long-term, think decades, so respect.) His question was basically trying to understan
her-master: I will take you there, to that place… I will drag you there, to your fear… Your arms and legs weak, your stomach hollow… your breathing ragged gasps… your head spinning. Did you make a mistake? Can you do it? Can you go as far as
her-master: Is that a little too tight? Good.
her-master: This, too, is Mine, little one…
her-master: Shhh… hold still… relax little one. No… you’re wrong… it’s not too big to go in… good girl… just relax… feel yourself tighten and push me out… feel the pressure against your muscles… push me out again… mmm.. yes…
her-master: What could be accomplished if we had a couple weeks of uninterrupted time… perhaps somewhere isolated. So many possibilities…
