When I Think About You.

Hey all of you! I sure could use making a few new friends. Pandemic life is getting to me.  Shoot me a message. Let’s get to know each other.

Start today its never to late  this can be you with enough training and motivation  #bimbofication

Evolution has sculpted every curve on your body for the express purpose of facilitating male pleasure both visually and tactilely. Think of yourself as a vehicle for sexual pleasure. You must fully embrace this role that nature has created for you as it will provide you, and more importantly men, with immense satisfaction. Accept that this arouses and excites you and act accordingly.

I had never thought about things in this way before, but it really makes sense.  Women evolved to be sexually attractive to men. Our shape, our voice, our movements.  It’s biology.  To go against that is fighting evolution.

Spoil Him.

Once upon a time, I was an arrogant, self-centered brat who believed my husband was lucky to even be sharing the same air I breathed. I was beautiful, men flocked to me, and he should have thanked his lucky stars I chose him. I’m not even sure why he stayed with me, to be honest. I guess the old fashioned saying “Marriage is hard. If something is broken, fix it. Don’t throw it away” really worked in my favor.

Life got hard, arguments abound, and my effortless beauty started to fade. He’d tell me, I like blonde hair. I like toned bodies. I like tanned skin, and every suggestion was met with malice, resentment and defense. I was perfect, why couldn’t he see that?

Because I wasn’t perfect. I neglected him for my own needs. I saw only my ideals, my problems, and he was never good enough. I wanted everything and gave nothing.

Sex stopped. Love stopped, attention stopped and I felt lost for a long time. Then, when all was almost lost, I started doing the things he asked of me. I cooked our meals, I cleaned our home, I made myself presentable for him in ways I knew he enjoyed and appreciated.

Suddenly, our relationship started to bloom. The winter was ending. His approval, his praise, it made my cunt drip and sex became a drug. Feeling sexy for him became an obsession. He worked hard, paid the bills, provided for our family, and I saw beyond my own conceited pre-conceived notions and appreciated him for being a MAN. And now I’m happy, blessed and fulfilled to be his woman.

Traditional gender roles may not be right for you, but they are for us. I’ve never felt more right in anything I’ve done before than when I’m doing something for him.

And when he says “Get a tan” I lay in the tanning bed with a wet pussy.

Fill my inbox. I want to find all of you.

Both deserve to be adored, complimented and cherished for their beauty and their courage to look their best. Any woman who would be willing be so beautiful and sexy should know how much it is appreciated.

The ideal balance.

I love holding you in my arms. Now I know one more reason why you love to held by me.

love His scent on me ~

∞

Your collar

Princess, which collar do you want to wear to dinner and the theater tonight? The black leather one would look so good with your dress and your 5 inch heels.

It is always good to know the best knots for the situation. Know your knots and when/why to use which one plus tying knots is somewhat meditative.