While he was here, Sir fucked me from behind until I came and promptly fell asleep.
He picked up my cell phone and took a few photos of me napping to show me when I woke up.
This one was my favorite.
sleep
At first, she protested, insisted she couldn’t. It was too stringent, too uncomfortable. It was cruel and unusual. But once the gag – however ineffective – went on, she already felt herself start to fall asleep.
Craftsmate says he’s going to buy me a stuffie and make me sleep with it.
Well, actually, he threatened to cover my bed at my new place in stuffies.
I told him he could only get me one, so he had to make it special.
Naturally the second I open up a tinychat I get sleepy.
Good night, tumblrinas.
Here’s to hoping I have dreams of stuff like this.
There’s nothing relaxing about sleeping in when this is how he wakes her up in lieu of an alarm.
Dear Ivy,
Why are you still awake and looking at dirty stuff?
<3, Ivy
I feel ya, Piglet.
Daddy and piglet love it like this. cuz piglet can pretend to be asleep if she wants. she kinda kinks on that a little bit.
mmm. im going to hell
This was me. All this week so far.
And so I’m taking care of myself tonight and going to bed now.
Peace.
I never outgrew that childish anxiety that comes the night before something new or important. I can’t make myself sleep before first days of classes, trips, etc.
And so I can’t sleep before this silly munch. Because I am unbelievably lame.
But, guys, it’s like my cotillon into kinky society. So bear with me here. I’m just an anxious little debutante, clearly.
She’ll claim she just fell asleep that way. But you could hear that telltale contrived breathing of feigned sleep the second you walked into the room. You could see the stiffness in her limbs. You could see the twitch of a smile repressed as she heard you cross to the side of the bed. And, of course, if you were still in doubt, there’s always the pouring that will ensue when you apologize, tell her to go back to sleep, and turn to leave the room.