My mind has been so jumbled lately. I can’t see a way out of the maze. I wish I could explain it all with a photo, but I lack the coherence to do it. This will do for now.
I’ve mentioned in the past old stories I’ve written that few have seen. I’m trying to work on writing more non-fiction/regular pieces, but fiction has always felt safe to me. Here’s something old to enjoy in the meantime. – “Give me that ass.” He slapped her flank hard, sending a bolt of pain flashing across …
Day 8: (in just before midnight) 1123 words. Entry for KOTW -cutting/tearing off clothes. – Kitten watched him play with Summer, a deep fascination overtaking her as she cuddled with a blanket in the corner by the heater. She’d had her play with Daddy and was coming down from her high. Her bottom throbbed nicely …
Some people get spanked because they’ve been bad. We all know I’m a good girl And in my life? Good girls always get a spanking (I’m trying to squirm away hence the tilt. That implement hurts like a bitch
Haven’t worked on this since here. Smack my butt will ya. Let’s throw in the added goodness of Masturbation Monday while we’re at it. Go enjoy the others after and maybe I’ll manage to conclude this one someday. — She couldn’t help fretting the entire day about her scheduled meeting with Mr Davensport. It distracted …
‘Twas the night before Christmas And all through the house Came the sound of flesh slapping Plus a woman wearing clamps just under her blouse Stockings were clipped to garters with care In hopes that they’d be next getting fucked on the stair Me with my welted bottom And Kayla next getting her slaps Were …
Two day old bruises Symbols of what I can handle And the shades that pleasure can take