About me
I’m looking for:
- Friends
- Kinky Dates
- LTR (relationship)
- NSA (no strings...)
- Swingers
- BDSM Lovers
Description
I am looking for a dominant woman, someone that can help me get my life back in order. Someone that can take the rains and guide us to the best life we could know. Be it short term, or long. She should know what she wants out of this, and not be afraid to ask for it. I am naturally submissive in bed, but that is because I have to rule over my company. I can take the rains though, or the crop if that is your passion, I think its call a pleasure dom... Someone that will be dominant if it will please the woman he is with.
Limits
I don't have many limits. My personal motto is, "Try everything twice, you might have gotten it wrong the first time."
My roles & archetype
My kinks & fetishes
I like:
- Erotic Photography (Active)
- Amateur Videos (Active)
- Belly Button Fetish (Active)
- Bondage Shackles (Active)
- Caregiver / little (Active)
- Cuddling (Active)
- Costumes (Active)
- Lactation Fetish (Active)
- Lap Dance (Active)
- Predicament Bondage (Active)
- Prostate Massager (Active)
- Sex on the Beach (Active)
- Outdoor Sex (Active)
- Sex in the Water (Active)
- Stocking Fetish (Active)
- Tantric Massage (Active)
- Trans Woman (Active)
- Wand Massager (Active)
Wanna know what interests me?:
- Anal Play
- Anal Sex
- Blindfolds
- Biting Fetish
- Lingerie Fetish
- Dirty Talk
- Domination
- Threesomes
- Erotic Film
- Facesitting
- Fetish Wear
- FFM Threesome
- Fingering
- Foreplay
- Gangbang
- Handjobs
- Kinky Sex
- Kissing
- Massage
- Masturbation
- MMF Threesome
- Oral Sex
- Adult Movie Theater
- Quickies
- Role Play
- Scratching
- Sex Parties
- Sauna Sex
- Sex Toys
- Cum Swallowing
- Squirting
- Striptease
- Submission
- Tantric Sex
- Voyeurism
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TRUE COLORS TREASURE HUNT
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Hi, Can you help me find this one... It is the only one I can't seem to find.
It Started With One Word: Kneel.
I'm very new to this world, and so far only as a sub. I have never been the Dom in the dynamic. The most fulfilling part that I have found was giving myself to my domme. 100%, without reservation. Once I did, I found that my sexual life was hers as well. The first time I asked for permission to Read more… orgasm and she whispered yes... That orgasm was better than anything I have experienced before. It was like a lifetime of buildup, leading to an atomic explosion that wracked my body, mind, and soil. She and I are no longer together, but that experience changed the way I think about all my sexual encounters.
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Fun on a bun
I am looking for a fun date night. Kinky and exciting. I love to cook, snuggle, and can be as kinky as it comes. Open minded and ready for anything. My personal motto is, "Try everything twice, you might have gotten it wrong the first time."
The forest.
The broken moon light filtered through the leaves as we strolled along the path. Our laughs and chatter the only sounds.
There was a small lull in the conversation as we looked around us and just took in the smell and calm of the evening.
I looked over at you, and you at me. Our eyes locked and a Read more…spark flew between us. I couldn't resist any longer. I grabbed your hand and pulled you into me. My lips pressing to yours.
My tongue explores your lips and you part them slightly, let me explore the taste of your mouth. Your tongue dances with mine as we kiss deeply.
Your body melts into mine. Breathlessly, you whisper, "I wish there was someplace we could sit."
I look into your eyes and recognize the same desire that I feel for you. Holding your hand, I pull you off the path and behind a thick tree.
"Why here," you start to ask, but I press my lips to yours once more, and pin you back against the tree.
My lips press to yours, one arm wrapped around you, protecting your back from the rough bark of the tree. Our tongues dance once more.
You squeeze my hand that is still in yours, and let go. I bring my hand up to your cheek, caressing your face softly. Holding your face to mine.
I slowly let my hand drop, caressing your neck and shoulder. The hand that was in mine wraps around my back, sliding up my shirt, pulling me tighter to you.
I have one hand pinned between you and the tree, you have one hand wrapped around my back. My free hand pulls your mouth tighter mine, from behind your head. Your free hand runs along my side.
"Touch me" comes your breathless whisper, as you grab my hand from your face and run it down your chest, along your stomach and down to the warmth between your legs.
I press my hand between your thighs, feeling the excitement through your pants. A moan escapes your lips. My lips caress your neck, nibling your ear. I shift slightly, sliding my hand back up. I slide my hand up under your shirt, feeling the soft skin of your stomach. My hand comes up to your bra. The weight of your breast felt nice in my hand. The texture of your bra a small distraction, but not a bad one.
Your lips latch onto my ear, nibbling it gently. You reach down and rub my hardening cock through my pants. I moan into your neck. "You like that?" you ask me.
"Yes," I say, moving my hand back down your body. As I get to the waistband of your jeans, I slip my hand into your pants. There is a quick inhale as my fingers first caress you.
You adjust a little and then undo your jeans. This gives me more access, allowing my hand a little more flexibility. I am just caressing you, when your hand comes back to me. You reach into my jeans, grabbing my swelling cock.
You are already wet as I slide a finger between your labia. Parting your lips, I gather a little moisture on my fingers and then slide my way back to the top of your folds. Finding the cluster of nerves at the top of your pussy, I start to rub you.
Your hand on my cock strokes me up and down slowly, you can barely move inside my pants. You squeeze me rhythmically. My hand on your clit your hand on my dick, our lips locked, our breaths come in gasps.
You remove your hand, and throw your arms around me, your knees seem unable to hold you up. You are moan loudly in my ear and I feel a bit of a convulsion, as your juices flow over my fingers. You collapse into me, as your orgasm starts to subsides.
"Your turn," you breath into my ear. You lower yourself to your knees, taking my pants down as you go. You take my cock into your mouth and start to suck it. You take me full into your mouth and then slide out to the tip. Again and again, you work my head and shaft. One hand stroking me as your mouth keeps me wet.
It doesn't take long before I feel that familiar buildup of energy. But then you stop. I let out a small moan of disappointment. "My knees are sore," you say. "I'm sorry."
"Shhh... It's ok, my turn." I say as I lower myself to the ground. I find a soft spot in the mulch for my knees and begin to slowly pull your pants down. You lean back against the tree again, and your intoxicating scent fills my nose. I try to relax, I don't want to rush this, but I long for even a small taste of you.
I run a hand up the back of your legs, cupping your ass. squeezing your cheeks. I slide my tongue between your legs, using your ass to pull you to me. My tongue slides the length of your pussy, drinking in your juices. I find your clit where the folds meet, and use my tongue to caress it. I apply pressure to the nerves, wrapping my lips around your clit and sucking and flicking my tongue over you.
Your hands come to the back of my head with a slap. your nails dig into my head. Your breathing is horse, rapid, and loud. Again, you knees start to buckle, and you are basically sitting in my hands. You flood my mouth with your orgasm. I am in heaven as I keep you coming, licking and sucking on you.
"No... No more... Please... No... Don't stop..." I keep going. Your hands on the back of my headed holding me tight to you. You let out one final long moan, almost a howl.
Your fingers relax on the back of my head. "Ok, please..." You tap the back of my head and I take that as a clue to stop. I release your pussy from my mouth. My beard drips with your juices. Neither of us can stand. We both kneel in the mulch. You move your face to mine, kissing me deeply.
There was a small lull in the conversation as we looked around us and just took in the smell and calm of the evening.
I looked over at you, and you at me. Our eyes locked and a Read more…spark flew between us. I couldn't resist any longer. I grabbed your hand and pulled you into me. My lips pressing to yours.
My tongue explores your lips and you part them slightly, let me explore the taste of your mouth. Your tongue dances with mine as we kiss deeply.
Your body melts into mine. Breathlessly, you whisper, "I wish there was someplace we could sit."
I look into your eyes and recognize the same desire that I feel for you. Holding your hand, I pull you off the path and behind a thick tree.
"Why here," you start to ask, but I press my lips to yours once more, and pin you back against the tree.
My lips press to yours, one arm wrapped around you, protecting your back from the rough bark of the tree. Our tongues dance once more.
You squeeze my hand that is still in yours, and let go. I bring my hand up to your cheek, caressing your face softly. Holding your face to mine.
I slowly let my hand drop, caressing your neck and shoulder. The hand that was in mine wraps around my back, sliding up my shirt, pulling me tighter to you.
I have one hand pinned between you and the tree, you have one hand wrapped around my back. My free hand pulls your mouth tighter mine, from behind your head. Your free hand runs along my side.
"Touch me" comes your breathless whisper, as you grab my hand from your face and run it down your chest, along your stomach and down to the warmth between your legs.
I press my hand between your thighs, feeling the excitement through your pants. A moan escapes your lips. My lips caress your neck, nibling your ear. I shift slightly, sliding my hand back up. I slide my hand up under your shirt, feeling the soft skin of your stomach. My hand comes up to your bra. The weight of your breast felt nice in my hand. The texture of your bra a small distraction, but not a bad one.
Your lips latch onto my ear, nibbling it gently. You reach down and rub my hardening cock through my pants. I moan into your neck. "You like that?" you ask me.
"Yes," I say, moving my hand back down your body. As I get to the waistband of your jeans, I slip my hand into your pants. There is a quick inhale as my fingers first caress you.
You adjust a little and then undo your jeans. This gives me more access, allowing my hand a little more flexibility. I am just caressing you, when your hand comes back to me. You reach into my jeans, grabbing my swelling cock.
You are already wet as I slide a finger between your labia. Parting your lips, I gather a little moisture on my fingers and then slide my way back to the top of your folds. Finding the cluster of nerves at the top of your pussy, I start to rub you.
Your hand on my cock strokes me up and down slowly, you can barely move inside my pants. You squeeze me rhythmically. My hand on your clit your hand on my dick, our lips locked, our breaths come in gasps.
You remove your hand, and throw your arms around me, your knees seem unable to hold you up. You are moan loudly in my ear and I feel a bit of a convulsion, as your juices flow over my fingers. You collapse into me, as your orgasm starts to subsides.
"Your turn," you breath into my ear. You lower yourself to your knees, taking my pants down as you go. You take my cock into your mouth and start to suck it. You take me full into your mouth and then slide out to the tip. Again and again, you work my head and shaft. One hand stroking me as your mouth keeps me wet.
It doesn't take long before I feel that familiar buildup of energy. But then you stop. I let out a small moan of disappointment. "My knees are sore," you say. "I'm sorry."
"Shhh... It's ok, my turn." I say as I lower myself to the ground. I find a soft spot in the mulch for my knees and begin to slowly pull your pants down. You lean back against the tree again, and your intoxicating scent fills my nose. I try to relax, I don't want to rush this, but I long for even a small taste of you.
I run a hand up the back of your legs, cupping your ass. squeezing your cheeks. I slide my tongue between your legs, using your ass to pull you to me. My tongue slides the length of your pussy, drinking in your juices. I find your clit where the folds meet, and use my tongue to caress it. I apply pressure to the nerves, wrapping my lips around your clit and sucking and flicking my tongue over you.
Your hands come to the back of my head with a slap. your nails dig into my head. Your breathing is horse, rapid, and loud. Again, you knees start to buckle, and you are basically sitting in my hands. You flood my mouth with your orgasm. I am in heaven as I keep you coming, licking and sucking on you.
"No... No more... Please... No... Don't stop..." I keep going. Your hands on the back of my headed holding me tight to you. You let out one final long moan, almost a howl.
Your fingers relax on the back of my head. "Ok, please..." You tap the back of my head and I take that as a clue to stop. I release your pussy from my mouth. My beard drips with your juices. Neither of us can stand. We both kneel in the mulch. You move your face to mine, kissing me deeply.
I am mostly a sub when it comes to the bedroom, but that's only because in the real world I have to be the dom. When I get home, I just want to relax, and not think about what needs to be done. But it's so hard to find a woman that will let me worship her.
Looking to practice being a dom. Fairly new to this, and want someone gentle to help me ease into it.
Surprise visit
I woke with a start, trying to listen for the sound that had woken me... Or was it just a dream... The apartment was silent.
I started to drift back to sleep, when I felt an arm wrap around me. Your warm body pressed against me from behind. I let out a little moan, grabbed your hand and snuggled Read more…into you as close as I could...
"But I'm alone..." The thought crashed into my mind, and I quickly rolled over to see your smiling face looking at me. I kissed you, my hands on the sides of your face, guiding my lips to yours! I was so completely shocked and ecstatic, I couldn't talk. So, instead, I just kissed you.
I ran my hands over you. You were naked and your soft skin felt amazing under my fingertips. I ran my hand down your back, tracing your spine, down to your hips and back up again. You rolled a little more onto your back, exposing your front. I traced a line from your inner thigh, up the slight curve of your pelvis (carefully avoiding your most sensitive area, but intending to touch there too, just not yet) and up along your navel, to the soft underside of your breast. I caressed the skin there, barely touching you. Feather soft touches traced the soft skin of your breast, up onto your hardening nipple.
I made a small circle around your erect nipple before running my fingers up to trace your neckline and collar. Then back down, again over your breast, this time giving them a squeeze, lifting the weight of them off your chest for a moment, and then continuing my touching decent of your body. This time ever so slightly grazing your pussy. Just enough so you know my fingers were there, but were they really? You took a sharp breath, and let out a small moan, as I leaned in and took your nipple between my lips. I ran my fingers up your stomach again and back down the sensitive skin of your side. Further down the outside of your thigh, my full hand lightly massaging you, my fingers aimed at the inside of your thigh, I switch back to the light touch and run them up the inside.
You adjust your legs slightly and move your hips in an *** bid for my touch. Again, I graze over your pussy, but this time with a little more pressure. I can feel the warmth of your lust building, responding to my touch. I want to taste you; I need to touch you! But I restrain myself. I want your desire to match mine. The need that I have for you, that has built up for months now, I want your body to respond to my touch like mine does to the slightest hint of your scent. My lips locked with yours again, my hand massaging your breasts, our breaths come fast and heavy.
I know it's the right time, so I slide my hand back down between your legs, you adjust your hips to press your pussy into my hand. I can feel your juices slippery under my fingers. I part your pussy and run my fingers to the tip, feeling for the hard cluster of nerves that I know will give you waves of pleasure.
Slipping my fingers back down to the opening of your vagina, I get them wet and bring them back to your clit. I slowly apply pressure, stimulating your clit with a soft circular motion... Every couple turns, I slide my fingers back down and gather a little more moisture, then back up to your clit, increasing the pressure ever so slowly. As your breathing quickens, I move my lips down your body, focusing a moment on your breasts, sucking on your nipples. Then I move on, lower and lower. I finally reach my destination and replace my fingers with my tongue. I get my first taste of your juices, and I'm in heaven.
I run my tongue up and down the full length of your pussy, drinking in all your moisture. Then I start to focus more of my time on your clit again. Sucking it into my mouth, flicking my tongue over it, nibbling it ever so slightly. Then running my tongue back into your pussy, as deep as it can go. Your breathing is coming in quick, deep bursts and you grab the back of my head. Holding me to your heavenly pussy, you come all over my tongue, gasping, almost yelling... That's when I woke with a start, trying to listen for the sound that had woken me... Or was it just a dream...
I started to drift back to sleep, when I felt an arm wrap around me. Your warm body pressed against me from behind. I let out a little moan, grabbed your hand and snuggled Read more…into you as close as I could...
"But I'm alone..." The thought crashed into my mind, and I quickly rolled over to see your smiling face looking at me. I kissed you, my hands on the sides of your face, guiding my lips to yours! I was so completely shocked and ecstatic, I couldn't talk. So, instead, I just kissed you.
I ran my hands over you. You were naked and your soft skin felt amazing under my fingertips. I ran my hand down your back, tracing your spine, down to your hips and back up again. You rolled a little more onto your back, exposing your front. I traced a line from your inner thigh, up the slight curve of your pelvis (carefully avoiding your most sensitive area, but intending to touch there too, just not yet) and up along your navel, to the soft underside of your breast. I caressed the skin there, barely touching you. Feather soft touches traced the soft skin of your breast, up onto your hardening nipple.
I made a small circle around your erect nipple before running my fingers up to trace your neckline and collar. Then back down, again over your breast, this time giving them a squeeze, lifting the weight of them off your chest for a moment, and then continuing my touching decent of your body. This time ever so slightly grazing your pussy. Just enough so you know my fingers were there, but were they really? You took a sharp breath, and let out a small moan, as I leaned in and took your nipple between my lips. I ran my fingers up your stomach again and back down the sensitive skin of your side. Further down the outside of your thigh, my full hand lightly massaging you, my fingers aimed at the inside of your thigh, I switch back to the light touch and run them up the inside.
You adjust your legs slightly and move your hips in an *** bid for my touch. Again, I graze over your pussy, but this time with a little more pressure. I can feel the warmth of your lust building, responding to my touch. I want to taste you; I need to touch you! But I restrain myself. I want your desire to match mine. The need that I have for you, that has built up for months now, I want your body to respond to my touch like mine does to the slightest hint of your scent. My lips locked with yours again, my hand massaging your breasts, our breaths come fast and heavy.
I know it's the right time, so I slide my hand back down between your legs, you adjust your hips to press your pussy into my hand. I can feel your juices slippery under my fingers. I part your pussy and run my fingers to the tip, feeling for the hard cluster of nerves that I know will give you waves of pleasure.
Slipping my fingers back down to the opening of your vagina, I get them wet and bring them back to your clit. I slowly apply pressure, stimulating your clit with a soft circular motion... Every couple turns, I slide my fingers back down and gather a little more moisture, then back up to your clit, increasing the pressure ever so slowly. As your breathing quickens, I move my lips down your body, focusing a moment on your breasts, sucking on your nipples. Then I move on, lower and lower. I finally reach my destination and replace my fingers with my tongue. I get my first taste of your juices, and I'm in heaven.
I run my tongue up and down the full length of your pussy, drinking in all your moisture. Then I start to focus more of my time on your clit again. Sucking it into my mouth, flicking my tongue over it, nibbling it ever so slightly. Then running my tongue back into your pussy, as deep as it can go. Your breathing is coming in quick, deep bursts and you grab the back of my head. Holding me to your heavenly pussy, you come all over my tongue, gasping, almost yelling... That's when I woke with a start, trying to listen for the sound that had woken me... Or was it just a dream...
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Thank you. I love writing. The mistress is a real person, but she is no longer in my life.
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I actually just finished writing another little one. I wonder if I should take all my little stories and turn them into a book. Would anyone else be interested?
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I have been thinking of posting these on amazon kindle...
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I was fully exposed on the bed. The sun shone through my window, keeping me warm, almost too warm. I was on my back with my arms and legs spread. I couldn't even scratch my nose, the itch was a little much. My eyes were closed, not that it would matter the blindfold blocked all sight.
"Mistress?" Read more…I called out.
"I've got you," you whispered close at hand. You ran your fingers down my chest and stomach to let me know I was safe.
I laid there waiting, my anticipation mounting. There was a touch on my chest, a caress on my cheek, subtle touch on the head of my cock; my anticipation drives my body into a frenzy. My mind is reeling, where are you going to touch me next? I feel you crawling around on the bed, close to me, touching me, my body responding to all the attention.
Your fingers caress my lips, the moisture from your response coats my lips.
"Stick out your tongue." I follow your instructions instantly, as you allow me to taste your juices.
You move a little and I feel your moist pussy slide over my fingers. You shift a little more and I feel your mouth close over my cock. You slide your pussy over my fingers, masturbating yourself on my fingers. I try my best to help, but you bite me just enough to say no, so I stop.
My breathing intensifies as I get closer to climax. "Not yet." I know I am not allowed to come yet, but you are not making it easy for me. Your expert mouth brings me to the brink, and I am not sure how much longer I can stand it. You let me fall from your mouth as I am just about to climax, my tip skimming your teeth and my climax is stopped.
You let me loose as your climax began, you ride the waves of pleasure coating my hand in your juices. As you come down from your climax, you climb off the bed.
"Do you want to come, or taste?" Your question distracts me from everything else. I want you so bad it hurts. I want to please my mistress more than anything. I want to taste you, but my body wants to come for you.
I feel you climb back onto the bed, apparently you have taken the choice out of my control as you lower your pussy to my lips, and wrap your lips around my cock. I eagerly lick the juices dripping from your pussy as your expert mouth works its magic on me.
Your climax floods over my mouth, bringing me to my climax. I come just as hard as you, but its a double edge sword. I have come without permission. As you finish me off, draining me of everything, you lift your head and let me know I am in trouble.
You unhook the cuffs, and I am at a loss for what is coming next. The anxiety heightens my excitement. You remove my blindfold as you pull my cuffs into the living room and bend me over the couch. The flogger is in your hands.
The sting, the sound, the heat that rises and falls from your punishment... It all comes too... I don't remember much of it, but you pull me back to the moment now and then.
I couldn't tell you if we were there for 5 minutes, or 5 days. It is dark when we are finally done and snuggling. I can feel your hair on my chest, and the sting on my ass. I am surrounded by your smell, and your soft warm skin is a massive comfort to me.
"I love you, Theresa," I whisper as I kiss your forehead.
You raise your eyes to mine, caressing my face, and whisper, "You did well, good boy."
I close my eyes and nuzzle my cheek into your palm.
"Mistress?" Read more…I called out.
"I've got you," you whispered close at hand. You ran your fingers down my chest and stomach to let me know I was safe.
I laid there waiting, my anticipation mounting. There was a touch on my chest, a caress on my cheek, subtle touch on the head of my cock; my anticipation drives my body into a frenzy. My mind is reeling, where are you going to touch me next? I feel you crawling around on the bed, close to me, touching me, my body responding to all the attention.
Your fingers caress my lips, the moisture from your response coats my lips.
"Stick out your tongue." I follow your instructions instantly, as you allow me to taste your juices.
You move a little and I feel your moist pussy slide over my fingers. You shift a little more and I feel your mouth close over my cock. You slide your pussy over my fingers, masturbating yourself on my fingers. I try my best to help, but you bite me just enough to say no, so I stop.
My breathing intensifies as I get closer to climax. "Not yet." I know I am not allowed to come yet, but you are not making it easy for me. Your expert mouth brings me to the brink, and I am not sure how much longer I can stand it. You let me fall from your mouth as I am just about to climax, my tip skimming your teeth and my climax is stopped.
You let me loose as your climax began, you ride the waves of pleasure coating my hand in your juices. As you come down from your climax, you climb off the bed.
"Do you want to come, or taste?" Your question distracts me from everything else. I want you so bad it hurts. I want to please my mistress more than anything. I want to taste you, but my body wants to come for you.
I feel you climb back onto the bed, apparently you have taken the choice out of my control as you lower your pussy to my lips, and wrap your lips around my cock. I eagerly lick the juices dripping from your pussy as your expert mouth works its magic on me.
Your climax floods over my mouth, bringing me to my climax. I come just as hard as you, but its a double edge sword. I have come without permission. As you finish me off, draining me of everything, you lift your head and let me know I am in trouble.
You unhook the cuffs, and I am at a loss for what is coming next. The anxiety heightens my excitement. You remove my blindfold as you pull my cuffs into the living room and bend me over the couch. The flogger is in your hands.
The sting, the sound, the heat that rises and falls from your punishment... It all comes too... I don't remember much of it, but you pull me back to the moment now and then.
I couldn't tell you if we were there for 5 minutes, or 5 days. It is dark when we are finally done and snuggling. I can feel your hair on my chest, and the sting on my ass. I am surrounded by your smell, and your soft warm skin is a massive comfort to me.
"I love you, Theresa," I whisper as I kiss your forehead.
You raise your eyes to mine, caressing my face, and whisper, "You did well, good boy."
I close my eyes and nuzzle my cheek into your palm.
NicNoneGiven ➦NicNoneGiven quote srq77:❝I've been reading your posts.IMO You should certainly continue writing. It is not as easy as most people think. Do it for yourself. Do it for your Mistress; whether she is a real person who inspires the writing or an ideal you hope to be worthy of some day. If others find enjoyment of it as well that can be a fulfilling way to spread joy.❞
Thank you. I love writing. The mistress is a real person, but she is no longer in my life. ➦NicNoneGiven quote srq77:❝I've been reading your posts.IMO You should certainly continue writing. It is not as easy as most people think. Do it for yourself. Do it for your Mistress; whether she is a real person who inspires the writing or an ideal you hope to be worthy of some day. If others find enjoyment of it as well that can be a fulfilling way to spread joy.❞
Thank you. I love writing. The mistress is a real person, but she is no longer in my life.
Thank you. I love writing. The mistress is a real person, but she is no longer in my life. ➦NicNoneGiven quote srq77:❝I've been reading your posts.IMO You should certainly continue writing. It is not as easy as most people think. Do it for yourself. Do it for your Mistress; whether she is a real person who inspires the writing or an ideal you hope to be worthy of some day. If others find enjoyment of it as well that can be a fulfilling way to spread joy.❞
Thank you. I love writing. The mistress is a real person, but she is no longer in my life.
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srq77 I've been reading your posts.IMO You should certainly continue writing. It is not as easy as most people think. Do it for yourself. Do it for your Mistress; whether she is a real person who inspires the writing or an ideal you hope to be worthy of some day. If others find enjoyment of it as well that can be a fulfilling way to spread joy. I've been reading your posts.IMO You should certainly continue writing. It is not as easy as most people think. Do it for yourself. Do it for your Mistress; whether she is a real person who inspires the writing or an ideal you hope to be worthy of some day. If others find enjoyment of it as well that can be a fulfilling way to spread joy.
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· 12.05.2025 15:28:13
NicNoneGiven ➦NicNoneGiven quote helloimlauren:❝I could read an entire book of this.❞
I actually just finished writing another little one. I wonder if I should take all my little stories and turn them into a book. Would anyone else be interested? ➦NicNoneGiven quote helloimlauren:❝I could read an entire book of this.❞
I actually just finished writing another little one. I wonder if I should take all my little stories and turn them into a book. Would anyone else be interested?
I actually just finished writing another little one. I wonder if I should take all my little stories and turn them into a book. Would anyone else be interested? ➦NicNoneGiven quote helloimlauren:❝I could read an entire book of this.❞
I actually just finished writing another little one. I wonder if I should take all my little stories and turn them into a book. Would anyone else be interested?
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· 12.05.2025 7:05:07
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