It’s lazy days like this when I just wanna chill and casually make my boy squirm. Like we could just be lying on each other doing our respective things and I’d ‘absentmindedly’ card my fingers through his hair and give it a tug or press into one of his hickeys. Then I’d go back to whatever I was doing.
there really is a little evil part of me that loves it, when people don’t get over me. aww you’re still hung up on me after years of being apart? poor baby boy. i’m soo sorry that you feel like i’m irreplaceable and like you’ll never find anyone you can feel small and vulnerable and loved and at home with anymore. now, say. it. again.
Just reinforcing I'm not owned by 2 girls
The dinner party was over
The other guests had departed
She undid a couple of buttons on her skirt
Slightly lifted one heeled foot
She didn't have to say anything
The look on her face spoke volumes
Her plans for me were only just beginning
Spiraling
THIS right there best represents MY kink as a Dominant.
I am not a Dominant because I can top a sub and use torture implements. I am a Dominant because I have forward drive, a constant sense of direction. I observe, analyse and problem-solve nonstop; I take notes and utilize them. I am a scientist and a hunter. Sure, that's the energy I have with sex, but it goes far beyond that. Ultimately, I don't want my Dominance to be a sexy weekend party, a distraction, an escape from life. I love when it is part of a real life improvement, pushing through limits in order to live a better, deeper, more authentic life. It's not a sexy game to me. It is an inspiration and drive to always be more real.
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