If you're just now starting, the actual beginning is here. He didn't leave her waiting long. He knew that she was suffering and he he wanted the pain to lift her suffering, not let it take hold and settle in. So he moved the chair to put himself in position, doubled the belt over so … Continue reading Thoughts in April, Page 14
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If you're just now starting, the actual beginning is here. She heard his footsteps, heard him walk by and set the tray on the table next to his chair. She didn't have to see it to know it would have an assortment of crackers and cheese, thin sliced ham and prosciutto, a small bottle of … Continue reading Thoughts in April, Page 13
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He controlled the pace completely, holding her still on his lap, his hands on her hips. He began to move his hips, impaling her more deeply on his cock. She was overwhelmed with sensation. "Pinch your nipples," he said. She hesitated, but just for a moment. Then she put a hand to each breast. She … Continue reading Thoughts in April, Page 12
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"Come here," he said, lifting his hand off his neck, allowing her to pull away, releasing his cock from her mouth. He pulled her up so that she was over his knee, her body stretched diagonally across his lap, her head resting on the edge of his lap. This effectively raised her ass over his … Continue reading Thoughts in April, page 11
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If you're just now starting, the actual beginning is here. "Very slowly," he said, "lower your mouth and let your tongue touch me. Not the tip, just the flat part of your tongue." As she followed this direction, letting the taste of him fill her, he smiled. "Such a good girl," he said, stroking her … Continue reading Thoughts in April, page 10
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{I know, it's not April anymore! But I think I'm stuck with this silly title. I had no idea this would turn into a saga...} If you're just now starting, the actual beginning is here. He stood, and took her hand, as if she were a child. It seemed surreal to her, that she was … Continue reading Thoughts in April, page 9
Sunday Joy
Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com First of all, I have a follow up to my "Wounded" post. I talked with the thoughtless person who had hurt my feelings, and it turns out that they thought my heart-felt offer was a pity offer. They didn't want my pity. Which - you know, who does? No body. … Continue reading Sunday Joy
Wounded
Something happened tonight that deeply hurt my feelings. It was a little thing that happened. I made an offer, and the other person responded to it with a sound of contempt. Pft. I think that's how you write it. Just a little sound, a puff of air really. Totally dismissive. They didn't say anything else. … Continue reading Wounded
Revisiting Master Raven Kaldera
Nora, over at Finding Strength in My Submission, has been reading a book by Raven Kaldera and Joshua Tenpenny. I was delighted that she was enjoying the book and really appreciated her thoughts about it. You can read her reflections (so far) here: Bookworm: Review of Real Service continued. That post contains the links to … Continue reading Revisiting Master Raven Kaldera
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In that moment, there was nothing she wanted more than to kneel in front of him and taste his cock. Lick it thoroughly, suck it into her mouth, taking it deeper until it struck the back of her throat, making her gag. It always amazed her how much she loved that. But, “Not yet,” he … Continue reading Thoughts in April, page 8
