“I have nothing to give but my heart so full and these empty hands.” – Louisa May Alcott, Little Women.
dangerous games ( collaboration with milk-sockets )
knifeplay
Sir just used the phrase “bedtime, young lady.”
Pinch me, I’m dreaming.
“Trans-Europ-Express” (1967) – Alain Robbe-Grillet
Make me scared.
I don’t want to go camping just for my love of nature and small woodland creatures.
Now don’t flinch, dear.
“This is the art of
living with a ticking heart — a grenade you
throw through windows to make a
point that language
has no room for.”
– Shinji Moon, “Advice From Dionysus”.
Submitted by thisexactmoment, who told me to enjoy (“or, more accurately, dont”).
Hey. Hey.
Play nice.
What must I say? Congratulations? Ooh how fantastically edgy?
Here, let me whip out my cock and spank my monkey to this piping-hot display of D/s carnality. Unf-unf *spurt*. Oh my monkey is so well and truly spanked.
Children, that is a terrible blade angle. Utterly ineffective. All it’s doing is scraping shaving soap off an already shaved cunt.
Oh. My god. That is edgy Daddy-care and knife play all in one. I would be incredibly inclined to wiggle but incredibly motivated to remain perfectly still. A tingling predicament.
A photo from a delightful shoot last October. There might be a few more coming up.
Photographer: C. deMontecervesa
Models: M.L-E. & S.N.
Stylist: C.V.
Yeah I’m gonna need a few minutes.