Nicki is queen. That’s all I have to say.
personality
I have little addictive tendencies. I’ll get hooked onto the strangest things and just crave it endlessly afterwards. I’ll pine after it and hold out for the next time I get to try.
Ever since my recent first experience with rope and the gorgeousness that is a rope mark, I’ve been longing for that sensation again.
Hopefully, I won’t have to hold out for too painfully long.
I found this post through a tumblr I follow.
There’s something vaguely calming to see these sorts of things spelled out in a very simple list and to feel like what I go through has some logical progression.
It’s also the most concise summary I have ever seen of the things that
I’m not going to get into the specifics of what happened and where it came from, but my shame – over kink-related and non-kinky things – was one of the big reasons I started this tumblr, though I was not consciously aware of it at its inception. I saw a bunch of other tumblrs being able to express themselves and I wanted in on that. Essentially, I saw people being shameless about some of the things I was ashamed of and I wanted that, too.
I didn’t expect the overwhelming support and the following I’ve gotten, and that’s certainly helped. I’ve been on this journey for nearly a year and a half now, sometimes less consciously than other times, to try to conquer my shame. Because I’ve started to realize how much it factors into my life and how willing I am at this point to be rid of it.
While by no measure mute, Switch isn’t usually a very outspoken person in public situations. By this I mean he’s usually not one to speak his mind, to get too blunt. He’s fairly polite.
So, it’s even sexier when he does stuff like shoving me up against the wall of his place once we’re alone after being out with other people, grabs me through my clothes as if he’s going to tear right through them and murmurs in my ear, “I love when I finally get my hands on you”.
Because contrasts are hot.