Abandoned Nude 4 by tiago13pereira
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- Jackin’ Good Time by Sex Pistil
Trust me guys, once you go Jack Jelly, you will never want to go back. Its a non-oily, self warming lubricant, which feels like your very own precum. There are so many pros I don’t know where to start.
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This is probably really crass, but it's perfect. I'm still laughing.
Dear T,
I’m doing this read-a-few-blog-posts-and-reviews-write-a-few-words-elsewhere-do-whatever-I-can-to-avoid-writing-this-letter thing that I do every time I decide to write about something that makes me uncomfortable. Or something I’m not altogether certain how I should (do?) feel about it. Or something I’m still confused about. Or something I’m sure will get a reaction I don’t want to hear. And this letter is all of the above.
I’ve briefly written about you here. I met you when I was in kindergarten. You were in ninth grade. And even back then, I knew enough to know your family was fucked up.
It all started with you and another ninth grader on our block trying to talk me into taking my shirt off. You asked once, and left it alone when I said no, but she (your ninth grader friend was a girl) was mean about it. And the only reason I didn’t want to was because I didn’t have any boobs! I didn’t feel like I shouldn’t, or like I was being bullied. I didn’t really question any of it. Friends that were my age were always ripping their clothes off. And hell, I still went swimming in just shorts sometimes. But your ninth grader friend had boobs, and I didn’t, and I was afraid that if you saw (as if you couldn’t tell through my clothes) I didn’t have any boobs, you wouldn’t want to be my friend anymore. Read more…
I don’t remember if I posted this here. It’s old. I submitted it to deviantART in 2006. I’m reposting it because I feel like I’ve come a long way since then.
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“You just don’t understand me!”
I remember yelling it when I was a child.
“You think you know me but you don’t! My heart pounds so hard I can’t hear anything else and all I want is for it to stop. I tell myself stories all day, watching faces form in the black dots on my ceiling. And my imaginary friend? He’s real. He’s the one that leaves the cabinets open in the afternoon. And at night, that’s when the real fun starts. I feel drunk. My bed bucks and sways like the ferry did that day when we went to see Gramma and got stuck in the storm. And all I can do is lay there and wait for them to take me away. The witches in the bushes. They’re waiting for a day when you go to bed before they do so that you don’t see them.” Read more…
So as you know, I got in trouble this week. M punished me. And things went back to normal. Sort of.
I think He intentionally touches my boobs more now. O.o
He’s definitely trying to maintain the master role and not let me slide. Which, right now, isn’t so difficult, what with that chain still hanging there, and my boobs being covered in bruises and welts (That are already healing. I told Him He should have taken pictures! It’ll be months before He’s able to mark me like that again.), and the punishment still fresh in my mind.
He got a new laptop from work, and gave me His old one, so I’m envisioning crisp fall mornings on the balcony, both of us with hot apple cider, or cocoa, or coffee, while we tap-tap-tap away at work. Wearing jeans and sweaters and maybe even wrapped up in blankets. I plan on insisting. Not that that means anything. Read more…
If the government brought back real and legal slavery, would you sign yourself over to your Owner as his/her slave?
Hell yes!
I mean, how could I not?
There’s tons to consider. For example, what exactly would be included in this law?
Would my owner be allowed, by this law, to do whatever He wishes with me? Or would there be restrictions?
Regardless, M’s already got complete control over me. So really, what difference does it make? All it would really be doing is making what we do already legal. Keeping Him out of jail.
So, yes! A thousand times, yes!
I got in trouble today. Apparently, there is such a thing as “too much joking around”. Who knew?
I shouldn’t be so glib. I did learn a valuable lesson today, even if, on the surface, it sounds a little silly. But my way of dealing with just about everything is tomfoolery and jokes.
What happened:
M grabs my boobs a lot. Like… a lot, a lot.
I mean, I’ve always had oversensitive nipples, but since I’ve been with Him, they’re like… permanently hard, and the breeze makes me want to cum in my panties. That I’m not wearing. ANYway… Read more…
Dear Law School, Civil Rights Cases and Defendants Needing an Attorney Who Believes in “Innocent Until Proven Guilty”,
I’m sorry. Having fun, getting married, and being owned took precedence. And I keep hearing about how I’ll regret it eventually. But the only thing I regret is taking so long to get myself under control so M would be willing to allow me to get involved.
Soon. Read more…
Purple by boykitten
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- Sex Toys 101 by Femenina Deliciosa
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Isn't she beautiful? And look! Em doesn't look like a little boy anymore.
I’m a huge Eminem fan. HUGE. Always have been, probably always will be, even after the rest of the world has forgotten his name. From his “I just don’t give a fuck.” attitude, to his amazing amount of self-awareness, to his most recent feat of cleaning up and coming out with two new albums almost at once, this man has held me completely enthralled since I was a teenager.
A lot of people think he’s disgusting. A hater of women, homosexuals, his neighbors, his fans, his family, people he doesn’t know, and you and me. Matter of fact, the only people anyone can say he loves for sure are his daughters and his crew.
I won’t sit here and pretend some of his songs aren’t offensive. I won’t claim he’s this super awesome person we should all emulate. He’s made his mistakes. He’s been in trouble. And for all the people screaming about “Poor me. I’m so famous that it’s ruined my rich little life, and I’m such a tortured artist. Let me make music about it and my tragic love life.”, being rich and famous doesn’t change the fact that he’s had it rough. Read more…
I realized, as I was putting my shoes on to walk down to the store, that I forgot to write this on Thursday. My apologies. I was a bit preoccupied.
M took an enormous leap in His mental health fitness this week. I’m so proud of Him. It’s going to sound silly to you all, I’m sure, but it’s far from silly to us.
On Thursday, M went to the horse track with His boss. He could have begged out of the track part, I’m sure. Heaven knows He has plenty of work to use as an excuse. But He chose to stay and enjoy Himself. Without me.
It’s not that He’s afraid to go places without me. He’s just more comfortable with someone as familiar as I am in the room with Him. Even if I’m on the other side hanging out with the girls. Read more…
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