Ladyjewels

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  • I want to paint you.

    This post and picture made me want to paint you.

    I would use you as My canvas, make you lay there for hours and study every muscle under My paintbrush.

    I would glory in every shiver, every sigh and every moan I was able to pull from you, but you would not be allowed to move unless I wanted you to.

    I could test your control, and when you were getting out of control, walk away and sit and watch your breathing and how you try and relax.

    Thats when I would begin, again and again, and again.

    When I allowed you to cum, it would be magical, and I would capture your eyes and command that you look at Me and make you show Me all you feel at that exact point.

    I think I would like that.

  • Serving Her.

    Her, he was created to serve Her,

    Her soft skin, the way Se allowed him to touch Her feet, he felt the pleasure in making Her happy.

    Her hands grabbing his hair and pulling it back so She could bite his neck and leave marks to show the world he was Her’s made him hard, but only She controlled that part of him.

    She, controlled his sexual desire and his mind,

    She knew his mind sometimes better that he did, he knew, She, earned the trust he gave Her and now he was free to “just be”, with Her he was able to let go and give up control.

    She owned him because he gave himself over to Her freely and completely.

  • I love this 💖

    “When life breaks you, it is because you are ready to be put back together differently. Every piece of you that feels shattered is a piece that will find a new place, a new purpose, a new meaning. Trust that the cracks are where the light gets in. And sometimes, in our brokenness, we find our greatest wholeness. We find the courage to rebuild, to reimagine, to redefine what it means to be strong. You are not broken; you are breaking through.”

    — Unknown

  • Sometimes this is how you feel.

    We all get to this stage at some point in our lives, and when we decide to leave all that is making you feel like you are carrying a huge boulder around behind, this is all you need to do 💕.

  • I am a 🧹 Witch.

    Everyone has a bit of magic inside them that they are not conscious of, it’s part of our make up, what makes us unique.

    There is nobody on this earth exactly like Me, and the people that come into my circle are. Drawn to me for a reason.

    I own My Power and Glory in it.

    I am here to help make this world a tiny bit better one act at a time.

    So, don’t mess with Me, you have no idea what you are messing around with 😉💋🌟🌟🌟

  • Magic

    My best movie is “Practical Magic”, I relate to this, been brought up believing that Magic is all around us, we just get so caught up in life that we forget to see it.

    If you believe it then it has power, I forgot for a while but I won’t going forward, We can do or be anything we want if we have the power to believe in ourselves.

    I have had so much in this lifetime and now I believe I want something just for me alone and if it’s right for me I WILL get it.

  • Boobs/ Breasts

    Why do guy’s have this fascination with them, I have a few theories:

    1. Reminds them of breastfeeding
    2. feels like soft stress ball’s
    3. They make great pillows
    4. Apparently feels great sliding something through them 😇
    5. The nipples get hard when arroused and or cold( but so do Men’s)
    6. Bounce around in the right clothes, so you have to look 😊
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  • Let it Burn

    A true witch will be there for everyone else and bring harmony and love to all she sees.

    But, cross her to many times, belittle her, try and degrade her, make out that she is less than she knows she is!!

    That’s when you get out of her way, and she will watch you burn ❤️‍🔥

    Then she will turn around and walk away, because that’s when she’s done.

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  • When someone understands your soul ❤️

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  • Chained or Free

    At the bottom of the garden under a beautiful tree sits a fairly.

    She looks like porcelain with whispy brown wings, her head bowed and her hair falling over her face.

    On her lap is a book of spells open, but she’s not looking at them, she’s lost in thought.

    A thin silver chain is attached to the rock she sits on, the other side attached to a clasp around her wrist, she also holds a crystal ball in that hand, maybe she is watching for someone.

    I wonder as I watch her, is she a prisoner, but then she has the spell’s and Wings to break the chain.

    Or maybe the chain helps her feel grounded and safe, maybe she’s waiting for the person who left her there to claim her knowing she can leave if it’s unsafe.