I think I need a day where I’m just chained to somebody’s bed like this. I don’t need all that much attention, just to be used and feel useful every so often.
cuffs
Morning fog.
“And now that you don’t have to be perfect, you can be good,” – John Steinbeck, East of Eden.
Sooo it’s my birthday tomorrow.
I’m not entirely sure if I want to be inside the cage or receiving it.
But you all can figure that out.
I like the idea of her having spent so much time getting all nice and pretty, and then the cuffs and chains are so, so dirty.
omgomgomgomg
I can’t even think of anything cute to say because I want these so bad.
What Lizzy said.
Remember when Bobbi Starr was a good little subby girl when she started doing kink.com shoots?
Heh. I bet she barely even does anymore, either.
“The thing I’m most afraid of is me. Of not knowing what I’m going to do. Of not knowing what I’m doing right now.“ – Haruki Murakami, IQ84.
I’ve got this sick little fantasy of being taken to some kind of play party or orgy and just left like this by my partner. Helpless, scared, exposed. And, worst of all, unsure of when they’ll return.
Earlier, they’ve totally arranged with some other people that I haven’t met before to come over once they’ve left me and taunt me. Like, really taunt me. Pinch my nipples, pull my hair, rip off whatever little clothing I’m wearing and grope my nude body, ask me if I think my partner’s going to come back for me. Of course, they’ll already know my limits and respect them while still absolutely terrifying me.
I can’t decide if I like the idea of my partner watching from a distance or my partner having a video of it to watch later. Maybe both?
Since I’m a princess, I clearly need some gold cuffs. Clearly.