Sitting at my Sir’s feet, leaning my head against his thighs, massaging his legs.
Lying on my side, spooned with my Sir in bed, his arm over me, his hand grasping my wrists, which are cuffed together.
After a good, hard spanking and an orgasm, still trembling, body relaxed like a rag doll, too relaxed to move.
What one does when the doing accomplishes nothing
f/f spanking stories/ 18 and above
Reflections that sting. Truths that soothe. Words that last.
Tales and thoughts from the start of a journey into k1nk
This is a blog about a naked man - myself (mature audience only, please NSFW)
Life is a patchwork of moments — laughter, solitude, everyday joys, and quiet aches. Through scribbled stories, I explore travels both far and inward, from sunrise over unfamiliar streets to the comfort of home. This is life as I see it, captured in ink and memory. Stick around; let's wander together.
M/s slave and explorations #NSFW
Random writings from an overactive mind
-thoughts on life, death and gardening.
(jk it is)
A journey of submission, stars, and spirituality
...Smut n' Stuff n' Things n' the Like.
Navigating the patriarchy as a female father, ex-husband, and s/he/they.
My Hell, My Love, My Story.
She's a good girl
Sharing Delight
A journey to understand who I am and what I might want
British Kink-Aware Disability-Friendly Intimacy Coach
Exploring sensuality and sexuality with creative words and works
Olivia 
I will take any one of these..ahhhhh hugs abby
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Ohh my.. What a post! Thanks for starting my Tuesday with a visual!!
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Sounds perfect
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Thanks…
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