I get so squirmy and impatient sometimes, so I don’t know why fantasize about complicated ropework so much. But here we are.
stockings
That thing where you reblog a NSFW asks post and then almost immediately fall asleep.
Got some good ones, some cute ones, some blushy ones. I’ll hit them up today and answer whatever else comes.
Anybody know what this is from?
Update! @montecervesa has identified the film as The Counselor.
Credits:
model: Tamasina Binsan
foto: Ksyusha Sazanovich
shibari: Maksim Kalakhari
Really into this aesthetic.
Sir jokes a lot about “bring your sweetheart to work day.”
“You were once wild here. Don’t let them tame you.” – Isadora Duncan.
I took a really hard beating the other day and handled it pretty well and my ass was red for like two days so that was very much a thing.
Guys.
It’s been a busy time and a little bit since I’ve gotten some and I’m kind of the neediest.
That Time Pup Was Celibate for a Little Bit, Part Eight
“I saw you flash your tights at him,” Sir teased when I was putting my coat on to leave.
I smirked. “Stockings. Not tights.”
Pup was on his way out, too, and we figured we’d all walk together since he’s just about a block away from me (yeah, seriously). I’d brought a change of shoes because I didn’t think I wanted to walk home in my heels, but just ended up essentially throwing my shoes at Sir, claiming I could walk in the heels just fine.
The party was a little bit outside of the area of the city where Pup and I live, so we had a tiny trek ahead of us on a few residential roads that were more or less empty. I was being a little brat as we made our way away from my friend’s place, and I tossed my purse at Sir as well. “Now carry this, too,” I said, sticking out my tongue.
I was still walking when I felt Pup’s hand come up the back of my neck and tangle in my hair. We’d all had a little bit to drink, but none of us were “impaired.” But, the surprise of him seizing me by the hair made me trip a bit, especially combined with the fact that he hadn’t stopped walking. I ended up stumbling along beside him as he said, “you’re being a little brat.”
I grinned and glanced over at Sir, trying to gauge if he was all right with what was going down. I was met with a grin and winked before Pup shook me forward.
“You’re being a brat.” Pup tilted my head to exaggerate my glance at Sir. “Say you’re sorry.”
I felt my cheeks flush. “I’m sorry.”
“Say thank you, he’s been so nice to you.”
My legs felt a little weak. I hadn’t been co-dommed by two men since the threesome with SG that Sir and I had back in January, and I was nervous and unsure but massively turned on. “Thank you.”
“That’s a good girl,” Sir replied. I giggled and tried to twist away from Pup, but Sir grabbed my wrist. I walked between the two of them like that until we started to see people.
Sir and I ended up going home alone that night, and probably for the best. It would’ve been a weird way to open things back up with Pup. But the next morning I woke up thinking that maybe things were back open.