Tag: Trust
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Tied up to Rest
She watched him from the window, his body heavy as he walked up to the house, She knew the day had been hard on him. Walking to the door and watching his face go soft and loving as he saw Her was what She looked forward to,having him submit to Her was thrilling, but tonight…
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Rewind, Begin Again.
Take a bullet proof, metal box, take each memory, visual picture, dream, hope and expectations you had inside. Open each one touch it and remember that feeling, place them one by one inside the box, remember to cry, laugh, ache and relive them all. Close the lid, lock it and place the key deep inside…
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A Man’s Hands.
Hands, I love a Man’s hands, They can be artistic with longer finger’s, stained with paint. They can be covered in grease from working with scar’s. They can be softer from writing and typing in the office all day. They can be large with thicker fingers, ruff from laying bricks or lifting weights. I don’t…
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Bathing.
Sinking into a hot bath full of bubbles, the best feeling, lay back eyes closed and have Strong hands washing your body. When he gets between your legs open your eyes and comand his hand stays there until you cum, watch his eyes and see his nude body respond as you come closer and closer…
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slave/submissive
A slave is usually a person who doesn’t want to be in charge or control at all, they need someone stronger to be the leader. A submissive I find, is someone usually that has to be strong in most aspects of their lives, like a Director, Boss, team leader, etc, someone responsible for others and…
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A Man’s Armor.
Man gets up every day and puts on his metal plates over the area’s he protects, it’s how he gets through the day. They can be a suit, scrubs, uniform, overalls etc, he changes who he is to what people want/ need him to be. This is why so many Men crave a safe space…
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As a Mistress.
Some days when You have had a day from hell and You just want to close off the world. Stripping down to nothing and climbing into a hot bath that Your sexy submissive has run for You, having him massage your shoulders and feet with those strong hands that You control, bring You a cold…
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Maybe.
I gave you my heart and you gave me words. You asked me to open my mind, you trailed your fingers through my mind and learnt me. Only then did you hold my heart gently smile and hand it back. “When I see you and touch you, you can give it to me again”
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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…
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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,…