This is kind of one of our favorites ever ever.
(via TumbleOn)
bed
So, today’s gonna be yucky and I’m dreading it.
But I dragged myself to kickboxing this morning and the instructor pointed out to the class how high my roundhouse goes now and then took me aside at the end to tell me how strong and intense my technique has gotten. I had come in a blah mood about the rest of today’s events, but I left feeling really uplifted.
I’m gonna try to let those good vibes stay with me. Wish me luck.
By Vlad Kenner
Because little girls who can’t stay still are made to. Plain and simple.
Full Service, Part Five
Craftsmate slipped the tweezer clamps onto my nipples before picking up the flogger. He started to beat my thighs, stomach and chest in quick, sharp hits. However, I noticed that he was holding back a bit, carefully ensuring that he was not hitting me too hard.
Usually, I appreciated when he did this. I’m not much of a masochist. However, as subspaced as I was, I wanted more. I wanted to go deeper and I wanted it to really, genuinely hurt.
“Harder,” I gasped out. He looked a bit surprised, but he swung the flogger harder. I continued to beg, “harder, please, Sir, please…"
Soon, he rolled me over onto my stomach. I squealed and winced as my clamped nipples pushed into the bed. The pressure sent a sharp, persistent pain through my breasts.
"Ow,” I whined, squirming to try to find a better position. However, the hogtie left me very few options.
“Aww, it hurts?” He teased, attaching the clover clamps to my pussy lips. My breath caught as he gave a sharp tug to the clamps, forcing them to squeeze my labia tighter. He slipped the vibrator underneath me, lining it up with my clit and turning it on low. “Does that make it all better?”
I moaned, grinding up onto the vibrator, “uh huh.” I caught myself. “Yes, Sir.”
So, I got a little brave and sent this picture from the other day to a pretty girl.
And I’m coping with my exhibitionist rush by posting it here too before I come down from it and blush and hide for days.
“You’re just far too little and you’d be up far too late to play with Daddy and his friends. But, look, all of your little friends are right here, just in time for bedtime.”
“When I am with you, we stay up all night. When you’re not here, I can’t get to sleep,” – Rumi.
For the past week or so, I’ve basically had this thing running on a queue. Because my life’s been pretty hectic, but in a lot of good ways. I graduated, moved home for the summer and just about none of that has even begun to sink in.
So, I hope you’ve all been well and I promise to be more of a presence around here once reality catches up with me.
Kinky
I’ve got a hunch she’s a little bit of a brat.
“You’ve just got to be more specific the next time you ask to use the strap-on.”