a submission that deserves more attention #32
In addition to being framed and lit beautifully, this photo is just perfection to me.
forniphilia
Goals and aspirations.
Sir’s honestly a great host.
And as for me: I know my place.
Can it be Thanksgiving already?
Flint likes to treat me like an animal.
He’s had me drink water out of bowls during scenes. He’s made me sit on a towel in his car so I “won’t make a mess.” And while rubbing my pussy as he drove, he’s had me look out the window and try to make eye contact with other drivers so they’ll know what kind of animal I am.
We were at my place and he was sitting in my armchair, making me straddle his leg and essentially hump it. I kept failing at finding the right angle, so I ended up grinding on his ankle and shoe more than anything else.
“Isn’t it funny?” He said, leaning down to whisper in my ear. “For a girl who hates the word ‘bitch,’ you really spend a lot of time acting like a little bitch in heat.”
Halfway There, Part Nine
When the food was done, Macy walked into the living room with her plate and took a seat on the couch. “Make sure you put your feet up on Ivy,” Flint said, which was in theory hot, but Macy has the coldest feet I have ever encountered. As in, do you have a circulatory system?-level cold. I groaned, but it wasn’t so uncomfortable that I was going to make it stop.
Lida’s feet soon joined hers and the three ate, talking and mostly not acknowledging my presence on the floor until I asked to be untied when my legs were starting to lose circulation a bit from being folded up for so long. They let me out, taking a bit to admire the rope marks on my skin while I stretched out.
We sat and watched television for a while, letting ourselves relax before the start of the inevitable round two.
“This centerpiece kind of overwhelms the table, honestly. Let’s try another.”
I miss having opportunities to make myself useful.
…But do you have a staircase full of naked women?
James Deen’s 7 Sins: GREED
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Welp, just figured out what I’m buying to watch for my next movie night in with Sir because OH MY GOSH.
Just.
OH MY GOSH.
Just go watch the trailer and tell me it’s not EVERYTHING.
It’s like a kinky version of Bluebeard. It’s like bourgeoise/nouveau riche conspicuous consumption porn. It’s like the earliest kinky fantasy I had about being part of a collection of women is all grown up now.
Somebody hold me.
Some girls are functional and make great little footstools,
and some girls excel on their knees,
but some girls are best when they’re just made to look pretty.