This blog will have poetry, pictures and thoughts ... a lot to do with D/S and some to do with other things ...
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These are the moments she lived for. When she was so close to him she was basically like another extremity of his. Feeling his strong arms life her onto him. Him letting her take him in. It was almost to much for her to process. Almost to beautiful, to perfect. She loved him. She was his. And she knew how lucky she was.
Right here, right now. She knows. Anytime he wishes. Wherever he wishes. She loves this part of the dance, because she loves belonging to him.
(via daddyslittlegirly)
She knew she had messed up. No one needed to tell her that. She had gotten caught up in the emotion, as she so often did. She spoke out of turn, said things she didn’t mean and ended up here. It was her pride. If she could have only admitted her mistake in the first place. Just told her Daddy she was wrong, she was still new to all this, he would understand. But no, not her. She didn’t take that path. Now here she laid. Alone, no sheets, barely a towel to cover her naked body until he returned. She needed to feel her lesson he had said before he left. If she had only known what that meant before he had left, maybe she would have fought through the misplaced anger and tried to please him. But none of that mattered now. Here she was. Punished and alone. She vowed to learn from her mistake and never let it happen again.
(via estylove)
“or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;”
ee cummings
LOL … I just had to repost this … it’s so totally me :)
(via cmagee4)
It wasn’t much. She knew that. Just a small flat in the city. Cluttered with photographs and nicknacks. But he was here. She didn’t know it was possible, to feel so used but so complete at the same time. It’s the way she felt since the moment she had gotten here. He was her world now, she knew that. Her only goal was to please him. That is what she lived for. She was still a bit scared, but right now, in her Daddy’s arms, she felt safe … complete. It wasn’t much. But it was more that she could have ever wished for.
(via p-hot-o)
She hated it when he did this.
Putting her on display so that she had to watch. It made her so uncomfortable.
But with every lick of his tongue she lost her insecurity a little more.
After all, she didn’t have much of a choice, she was his after all.
And they did look so sexy in that mirror …
Perfection <3
(via tobesubmissive)
She didn’t think she would like it, but crawling on all fours with the butt plug stuffed up her bottom nearly made her come without permission. Just the plug, her nipples slipping out the top of he demi-cup bra, lowering her face to tongue up the little bits of chocolate, and following his voice as he urged her to hurry or be punished…
Daddy can I get on you lap, please Daddy?
(via so-much-sex)
