Sometimes I just need you to have the gall to tell me you don’t care whether or not I’m comfortable.
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So, I might have a little surprise planned for him today.
Shhh.
I could spend an afternoon like this.
Or two.
Or five.
Or a couple of weeks.
He held so firmly onto my hair while he was fucking me that, when he finished, the imprint of his grip was actually in my hair.
We’ve been getting deeper into our dynamic lately. I’ve tried to write about it a little here, but I haven’t been able to find a way to express the specific encounters. So, for now, it’s just abstractions and the fact that I want to be brave and I want to grow in this.
In KLON’s Garden II
Patience is a virtue. Too bad you don’t have much virtue to speak of.
Sweetheart’s never sure what’s worse: the squirmies or the only known cure for them.
Plug that before you spill it, whore. You’re mopping up any waste with your face.
Want.
Because whistling while you work can get rather obnoxious.
At least they left a toy.
Y’know.
In case she gets bored.
(Image submitted by nanking-decade to make me blush.)