At our Dungeon’s Auction this past weekend, I had the winning bid on a tassel-twirling lesson from a professional burlesque performer. But now I also want these adorable bow pasties. :)
(Source: chocolatelovesme5)
@Daddy: I think I like pussy spanking better than clit spanking, but…yeah. ::sigh::
I know a pervylilgirl that likes this kind of thing. :)
Clitspanking
-Sir
(Source: dirty-vaginas)
Daddy and I went to Frolicon this weekend and had a great time. Last year we focused on the kink opportunities, while this year we focused on the sex things. We went to Swingers Parties, a dark room party and a masturbation party. The masturbation party was, by far, the most fun.
When we got there, we set up in the corner between two other couples. I was nervous at first and it took a bit to relax and be brave enough to take off my panties and top, leaving just my schoolgirl skirt and knee-high socks on. But Daddy knows how to help (it’s what Daddies do, right?) After my first orgasm, it was on!
Each of us masturbated a bit then I sucked Daddy’s cock a little. Then Daddy fucked me in front of all those people. He made me scream ridiculously loud. It was awesome!
Afterward, someone posted about us calling us “the dark-haired goth dolly girl and her penis-pierced Satyr-Daddy.” How hot is that?
Oh, dear god, that’s hot. I love when Daddy plays rough with me, especially from behind like this. Sigh.
Why is she smiling?? Naughty girl. I know better than that.
I want you to spank my pussy…..
(Source: getnastyyy)
I want this, Daddy. I love when we play Lil Red and the Big Bad Wolf.
A beast needs prey, I’ll be your prey Daddy, I’ll tell you no and run for the woods, come claw your way inside me :)
gpoy
(Source: eropix)
It’s what Daddies do, right, Daddy?
He is good, isn’t he!
Sir will understand why my jaw dropped when I read this.
Vulnerability isn’t weakness. It’s about showing me the most private pieces of yourself, and that doesn’t make you weak. You’re still as strong as you’ve ever been. To me, you’re stronger.
You protect yourself; you have to. There are people out there in the big bad world who would leap at the chance to tear you down, throw your face in the mud and make you breathe it. Who would make your life a nightmare, if they were given half the chance. So you hide your vulnerable parts away, like any sensible person would, along with your insecurities, your neurosis, and your little shames.
But you lose something, when you do that. You spend so much effort locking these things away, these things you want to have out there, because they make you you, and it’s exhausting. You’re exhausted. You’ve been hiding these things away for so long, that you aren’t even sure that you know how to find them again. You just hope you marked the spot with a twenty foot X.
It’s ok. I’ve got a treasure map. I kind find them for you, bring them out, and let you take your guard down, dissemble all those walls and just enjoy the open air for a moment. I’ll watch the door, make sure no one else comes in and sees them, I promise. It’ll just be me, me and your vulnerabilities. Your idiosyncrasies, your insecurities, and your little shames. I love your little shames.
That’s what I’m here for, after all. To make you at ease, to make you comfortable enough to bring those things bubbling back to the surface, because they’ve been submerged for so very, very long. I’m your moat, your drawbridge, your castle walls. I keep the worst out, so you can get rid of all the bullshit that you have to use to protect yourself. That’s me. That’s what I’m for.
(Source: replicants)
This almost perfectly describes Daddy and me!!! :D
We let you whoop ass at video games. ;)
(Source: 1000milesoflove)
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