You are so the sister of my soul.
Month: May 2011
Ah, forniphilia. Most of why I enjoy this particular kink is the feeling of usefulness that is associated with it. Of course, the degradation aspect also has a special pull on me.
A joke I think you’d all appreciate
ChatMother: I was cleaning Jimmy’s room and I found a ton of bondage equipment and fetish magazines under his bed. I just don’t know what to do.
Father: Whatever you do, don’t spank him.
(Giggle. Just got told it by a friend.)
Dear Mr. Grey,
While I understand my placement on academic probation does not put me in particularly good graces with the administration of the Grey Academy, I do have a few concerns about my pairing with Heart in your new mentoring program.
While I do find her to be a fine role model, her reputation does seem proceed her and she certainly lives up to it, perhaps even exceeds it. Moreover, although I am truly grateful for this opportunity, I do find her methods to be, to say the least, a bit unorthodox.
Thank you for your time and attention.
Sincerely,
Ivy
This movie itself was indication enough as to what was to come. And I’m sure if everyone had paid better attention to how I was reacting, they would be able to guess right off the bat how I would turn out. It’s probably why my mother wasn’t surprised at all when I came out to her. She almost seemed relieved that I had finally gotten up the gumption to get it over-with.
Who Framed Roger Rabbit? was my favorite movie as a child. I remember spending hours parked in front of the television, just watching it over and over. I was so taken with it. There was the animation, of course. There was the humor, most of which was over my head and, when I went back and watched it recently, found sometimes hilariously brilliant (the 50 year old baby’s comment about having a three year old “dinky”? How was that allowed to creep into a “family” movie?).
But, most of all, it was her. Jessica Rabbit. She started just about everything. I can’t remember the first time I saw the movie, but I do remember how I would feel when she first came out on the nightclub stage to sing. There was something inside of me that got tugged so hard I thought I would snap in two. The narrowness of that waist, unnaturally balanced with that round rear and her breasts. It was the epitome of everything sexual, everything that could make a woman so desirable and awake something so primal within me. And, for God’s sake, she was a cartoon.
And then there was the scene where she was tied up. By the coils around her neck, the guy who drew her was clearly a fetishist (or at least trying to appeal to them). I used to sit in front of the VCR and rewind and replay that scene over and over. In first grade, we had to pick a book and learn to read it. I found the Who Framed Roger Rabbit? picture book buried in the shelves.
During reading time, I would just retreat to the back of the classroom and stare at the page that showed Jessica Rabbit tied up for the entire time. I wouldn’t do anything but stare. Just take her in and wish I were there with her. Tied next to her. Sometimes I even wished I was just her. I didn’t know what was pulling at me do be this way, to obsess over her image.
But, I guess, in a very quiet way, I always did sort of know.
Grammar police. And spelling. For serious.
Seriously. I’m trying to find more tumblrs to follow and the results have just been bleak lately. I really want people who put commentary to their photos, whether it be about themselves or not. I follow enough photo-only tumblrs. I want to read.
Well, I’ve learned that if I make a request of the Internet, I need to make my request specific. And I’ll preface this by saying yes, I do have the occasional grammar or spelling error. My syntax isn’t always 100%. But I do try. And I do go back and edit if I notice later.
But, back on track, I found myself some tumblrs with commentary. It’s just that this commentary looks like a hastily written “help being kidnapped and taken to the docks to get fed to the sharks send help” note. I just can’t stand it. I’m sorry I’m elitist. I can’t do it.
Best moment, though? Well, that would be reading “and ill shove his cook into your mouth slut”. I guess she’ll take his gardener in her ass later. I’m sorry if I’m coming off as a bitch, but it’s almost hilarious.
Yes, Arrested Development is my favorite television show (its cancellation was, pardon my nerdy fan joke, a terrible mistake). And Gob is my absolute favorite character.
I’m so looking forward for finals to be over so I can indulge in a little bit of this.
Amen.
I’m bisexual. I’m Christian. And I whole-heartedly support this message.
(Source: https://www.youtube.com/)
Signs Ivy needs to lay off the porn: I recognize that shoot, and, by extension, recognize that the anonymous ass in this gif is actually Stoya’s.
In my defense! I have a bunch of photos from this shoot in my queue. Does that make it any better?
Lick her arse good and wet for me princess, because that’s the only lube she’s going to get.
Tomorrow it’s her turn to lick your arse for my use. She’ll remember how wet you made hers.
lick her ass princess make that cunt of hers grab my cock so fucking tight