Month: October 2012

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(Blah blah my queue spat this out too early blah blah I guess I can start this story.)

Penthouse and I share an interrogation fantasy. I had articulated it to him for a while and had shared that the only time I had tried it, the guy was really half-hearted and was basically like, “one question now blowjob.” Which, I’m sorry, I love sucking dick but that killed it.

We were hanging around and I was messing with Penthouse’s wallet. “What are you doing?” He asked.

I smirked, “oh, I was thinking of hiding it when you weren’t looking so you’d have to ask me where it was.”

“Oh,” he replied, “I suddenly have something to do…elsewhere.” We both laughed and he got up and went to the other room. 

Practically giddy with the fact that this was going to happen, I hid the wallet and waited for him to come back. When Penthouse returned, he feigned surprise at his wallet being gone.

“Sweetheart,” he asked in that Daddy-type voice that makes me blush. “Have you seen my wallet?" I just smirked and shrugged. He grabbed my arm, "did you hide it?” I shrugged again and he pushed me up against the wall. “Where is it?” I shook my head.

Suddenly, I felt him pull the ballgag between my teeth and buckle it at the back of my head. “Fine, when you’re really to tell me, I’ll take this off.” He shoved me towards the bed.

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I made him worship my feet.

I hadn’t had a lot of experience with it besides a little bit of blushy messing around with Switch, but something just sort of persuaded me to do it and so I went on a hunch and did.

There was something really, really appealing about the look on Penthouse’s face while he did it. There was this sincere desire to please that literally got me soaked.

Too bad my feet are far too ticklish.

But, looking at a picture like this makes me want to imagine a guy kneeling below those shoes. So, I’ve been corrupted.

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Craftsmate.

This.

You know why.

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Glad to see everyone enjoyed my binders full of women photo, which seemed to appropriately combine the sexy component of my tumblr with its political and feminist leanings.

It’s my most liked and reblogged photo, which I think is just the most awesome thing ever.

So, here, enjoy this mashup of two other huge components of my life.

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This was me. All this week so far.

And so I’m taking care of myself tonight and going to bed now.

Peace.

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I gave Craftsmate his hat back the other day.

Call me a pushover, blah blah.

But he’d better never leave it here again or I may be less nice.

whyexactly:

It’s my hat now…

tasyavanree:

by Tasya van Ree

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I don’t know how you other ladies do it, I am having so much trouble fitting into this binder.

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My toppy side came out and paid a visit while I was staying with Penthouse. 

He had expressed an interest in trying it out and it was interesting to explore that sort of dynamic again.

I’d have to say my favorite part was when I was reading a certain something while straddling him and essentially ignoring him while he begged.

I’m not sure how I got quite so mean, but I’m pretty pleased with that fact.

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“These must be the same guys who like to swim in a t-shirt.”

Getting political for a minute, deal with it.

Literally perfection.

I got into it once with a guy who said that women didn’t seem to mind it that much when a bunch of men decided Roe v. Wade. In my opinion, that’s because these men were, in their vote, acknowledging that the decision to have an abortion was not their decision to make and so they were leaving it up to the people who would rightfully decide.