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I want to be a pouty suspended girl

but I’m way too much of a control freak for suspension

so I’ll settle for being a pouty girl for now.

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I love the fact that it looks like she can just get up and run away anytime she’d like to

and part of me doesn’t like it at all.

It’s why I always get so pouty when something’s left untied,

I hate options.

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One of my earliest fantasies was to be tied up like this, with ribbons, and presented as a gift to someone. 

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nankingdecade:

“Why can’t I dress up and be classy like the other girls?” she had whined.

We had a pretty elaborate conversation about this sort of scenario after I saw this.

Let’s just say I was inspired.

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Daddy and I have a little plan to remedy the fact that I’ve never felt a real hitachi

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cabinetofdesire:

Don’t cry, pet. He’s paid for expedited shipping, it won’t take long.

Unf.

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I was talking dirty on the phone with Sir this afternoon and I couldn’t find my vibrator. He thought it was hilarious that I weighed the possibility that he had taken it with him or hidden it. You know, to curb certain behaviors.

(He hadn’t. Yet.)

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House arrest.

heavy-bondage-pics:

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This morning, Sir and I were talking dirty and the subject of him having another girl came up. I’m especially proud of myself because I was the one to bring it up.

We’ve discussed the idea before and it was the first time I was genuinely comfortable with the thought. Basically, as I have expressed on here with various degrees of feeling insufficient or worrying about being replaced, Sir and I do have very different styles. He’s more of a sadist, I’m more of a submissive. And while he comes close to a lot of the ideals I hold for a dominant, I don’t quite align with some of the stuff he likes in terms of degradation and masochism.

But, we love each other and it’s not a deciding thing. However, he wants a girl one day that he can call “Cunt,” just like I have someone I call “Daddy.” And this morning, I indulged him with talking about her. 

While some of the pangs still came up, a lot of them didn’t. For once, I even got turned on.