I’m not even much of a masochist, really.
cuffs
Sir’s having me demo bottom for a workshop he’s doing in a month, but he won’t tell me what the class is on or what I’ll be doing. The anticipation is killing me, and it’s still a month away.
Even though the idea of it is super terrifying to me, I’d love to go to a play party in this sort of situation one day.
Chantelle Fox – MFH
Pining for this kind of road trip.
Sir says I’m no longer allowed to claim I’m not into feeling worthless.
Because otherwise I’d be a liar.
So if I’m very good and I meet a bunch of deadlines this week, Pup’s going to terrible things to me. If that isn’t motivation…
Morning bed hair.
What I wouldn’t do to get away and go to the beach in this weather.
Funny, how voyeurism and exhibitionism aren’t really mutually exclusive at all.
Exposure.