Tag: Sexy

  • 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.

  • 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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  • Cum to your dark Mistress.

    Submit to the dark place inside your mind, feel safe opening up for only Me.

    This Mistress is not afraid of thoughts that you feel you need to keep hidden.

    For the right submissive She will glory in your unique and sexy mind.

  • Sides of a Woman.

    Some days I want to put on Wings and go around bringing joy and love to everyone, being there for them and easing their day even for a while, showing the world how much wonder and magic there is.

    Some days I want to be strapped into a straight jacket by someone stronger, put on a soft bed and told to rest while He sits there and strokes my hair and is just present, being forced to do nothing but just “be” in the moment.

    Some days I want to get up and walk around nude feel the air on my body and not care how I look to anyone else, throw off all my insecurities and remember I am unique and amazing to someone.

    Some days I want to dress up and be taken out for crazy fun and laughter, then thrown on the bed and be show how beautiful I am to him, have hot steamy sex and cuddle all night.

    Some days I want to be dark and deep, meditate, do wishes and spells, bask in the moonlight and breathe in mother earth, light incense and candles and remember how small we all are and how we have so much to learn in this lifetime to carry through to the next.

  • The Sea, a lover’s touch.

    A secluded beach, she stripes down to nothing, walks slowly to the edge of the water, the hot sand filling her toes like a lover’s fingers only to fall away with every step.

    The cooler sand at the edge of the water is where she sat and lay back, the hot sun warming her body and the sand like a hard bed on her back.

    She closed her eyes and waited, the water washed up in waves, it began by caressing her feet, sliding up her legs and between her thighs, then slid back into the ocean taking some of the sand beneath her bottom and legs, moulding her deeper into it.

    The next wave travelled further, caressing the sides of her breasts with cold water while the hot sun beat down on her exposed nipples.

    The last wave covered her completely making her hold her breath, it fanned her hair out over the sand and as it left to slide back into the ocean, she was left wet and moulded into the sand.

    She lay there and waited for her lover’s touch over and over, the never ending waves obliging as her mind wondered to where He was.

  • Eating him.

    She had cooked long stripes of pasta and drenched them in a sweet gooey custard, she had him sitting on the chair, his arms tied and secured at the back and both legs secured and stretched wide over the chair.

    Placing the bowl of food between his legs she began to dress her prize in strips of sticky pasta, wrapping each piece slowly, watching his expressions, they fascinated her, smiling she went back to work until the bowl was empty.

    Placing her hands on his thighs she leaned in and slowly and gently began to eat her creation, watching him grow and strain.

    She gloried in his moans and the taste of him mixed with the creamy sauce.

  • Sweet & Sour.

    The sweet and sour sucker he had waiting was brought to her mouth and traced over her lips.
    She had been instructed to keep still and her arms tied softly above her head.

    Her lips opened and he slowly plunged it into her mouth, she sucked while he watched her eyes go dreamy.

    Removing the sweet now wet and sticky he traced it around her nipple’s then popped it back into her wet mouth to suck as his mouth took time to clean up the sticky mess he had made.

    When she was moaning and her legs began to shift, he slowly pulled it from her mouth and gently plunged it between her other lips, moving it around to get into all the folds.

    Smiling into her eyes that were closing, and watching her mouth gasping, he brought the sweets back to her mouth and made her taste herself, she sucked greedily as he lowered his head to begin again cleaning his mess.

  • Beautiful Strength Tested.

    Fully clothed She sits across the room, Her eyes locked into his.

    Her soon to be submissive beautiful Man in a chair facing Her, his hands tied behind his back and legs secured to the chair.

    The female sub she hired crouching between his legs was blindfolded, she needed his eye’s on Her tonight.

    She was going to make her hired sub bring him closer and closer without looking anywhere but at Her, until he begged Her, not just with his eyes, but with his groans, with his body shaking, with his lust.

    She wanted him to know who was able to control his Strength.

    She was not going to let him cum, She wanted that for Her after his body was completely shaken, She would take him and watch him fall apart in Her arms.

    Smiling into his eyes as he began his gentle torment.

  • His Test.

    He sat waiting in the dark room, she walked in and waited by the door for her eye’s to adjust, the faintest light outlines her form, the first glimpse of her he had.

    She walked up to the shadow of the Man His masculine smell hitting her senses, he sat waiting as he had been asked.

    Her hands glided over his face and a finger traced His Lips, leaning towards him she gently kissed him her tongue licking his lips slowly before crushing his mouth with her’s.

    His arms remained at his sides and his moans were swollowed by her lips,
    Her nails glided over his shoulders, down his chest, raking over his nipples that were hard and aching, down his stomach and cupped the throbbing mound between his legs straining against the cloth.

    She smiled and unzipped him slowly freeing his glorious cock that was rock hard and pulsing for her.

    He was behaving so well she decided he could feel her, the fact that her pussy was wet and throbbing was also what made her decide.

    She climbed onto his lap and his cock slipped into her as far she she could take him, she was not wearing anything under her skirt, she drank his groans as she ravished his lips.
    Sitting still she squeezed her pussy hard around him feeling him grow and throb.

    As instructed he had not moved, she smiled at the shivers running over his strong body, she rocked faster on the prize she had taken and his heavy breathing on her breasts made her crazy.

    She learned in and whispered in his ear “now’.

    Hard hands reached up and grabbed her waist hard, hard lips sucked her nipples into his hot mouth and he rammed into her harder until She exploded over him throbbing around his Cock milking him.

    She rocked him gently keeping him inside her while he settled.

    Kissed him softly and tenderly

    He was perfect.
    She gently climbed off his lap and walked outside.