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Your Secrets stay here with me
Posted:Dec 22, 2019 6:40 am
Last Updated:May 18, 2020 12:03 pm
You can tell me your darkest secrets and they will stay here between you and I, they are safe here with me.
May you all find happiness in your life. Enjoy your day.

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Posted:Nov 25, 2019 8:10 pm
Last Updated:May 16, 2020 7:01 pm
I have meet a few on this site and had some great conversation and a nice meal, and others I have talked with said we will get together soon and gave all kinds of excuses. Then you ghost me . Then all of a sudden, you decided to come back around, what, for another night where you fuck , and I never here from you again till you can't find any else. If you were interested in me , you would have not left in the first place. I am good enough too fuck but not anything else and I am done. You tell me you want to take things slow, but you are saying I am just a fuck and that's all. Guess what, No More. You all can go find another fuck because Light is tried of putting her heart out their and be taken advantage of. I know what you are thinking I am nice and Light will be there if I can not find anyone else. Well good man you are so wrong this time around. I am tried of being nice and letting people take advantage of me. It stops now!!!! If I am not your first choice then you do not need me. I know I am not skinny, or a supper model but I would have been a good friend to you and when I see some one I do not go on that person, but you thought the grass was greener on the other side and now you want come around, not going happen. Most of you I have meet ghost me and there will not be another chance, so , do yourself a favor and lose . In you all are not men, cause if any of you were, you would not be this low. No wonder you can't keep a women because of the way you treat her. I am so done being your fall back
Sick of all your games. Most in this list are guys talk the shit and head games and I am calling you all if you conetiune do so. Life is too short and u don't have time for the drama from any man.

Memorial Day
Posted:May 25, 2020 10:38 am
Last Updated:May 25, 2020 5:25 pm
Let us all remember the fallen ones on this Day. My Great Uncle was killed in the War and I never knew him.

Memories of the Past
Posted:May 23, 2020 2:39 pm
Last Updated:May 23, 2020 5:23 pm
When He Touches Me_ We are together constantly but it seems only a few, brief snapshot moments where we share that intimacy. When we touch again, he catches my attention with his skin on mine once more; when he touches me, fingers through my hair, hand on my shoulder or round my throat, pulling me by my hips to sit on his lap or his fingers entwining with mine to give me a reassuring squeeze of his love.

There are the flashing, passing smiles and eye contact where we rendez-vous our illicit desires, dreams, fantasies; promises of what will be and shared memories of what has already transpired.

He removes my clothes with such ease yet such care, fingers moving to enter my clothing and come between the material and my flesh, separating me from modesty and raising goosebumps of lust and need.

I kiss him then; my mouth enclosing on his, travelling over each other’s faces and necks, exploring, nibbling and even aggressively biting the soft flesh there with a violent passion that sends my tumultuous, tired head into a frenzy of rapture and delight.

His fingers travel over , already knowing their route yet at the same time each touch is new, like the very first. It is a contradiction that I love to experience – he knows me, what I want and what I need, yet makes it fresh, new, exciting. Time after time.

My nipples strain now, needing his hot breath, his mouth enclosed around them, taking them in and drawing the blood painfully to the surface, my involuntray yelp cut off with his hand placed firmly over my mouth, stifling any protests yet also serving to heighten my salacious sensations.

My clit is aching with need, need not even to orgasm but just to feel his flesh pounding against mine, the skin getting hotter and wetter between us with each thrust….

First though I must attend to him… just as I have reached that point where I completely need him inside me, ready to beg, his hands are firm and heavy on my shoulders, pushing me to my knees. I gladly comply, loving the feel, sensation and taste of his cock deep in my mouth.

Not just the taste and feel but the effect on him… my every movement with my tongue travelling over his tip, licking my lips around him to moisten them and my throat swallowing and inviting … sucking in my cheeks to form the perfect seamless vacuum around his shaft, then loosening again to lick his pre-cum which seeps slowly as he moans above . Gasping cries a god neither of us believe in.

My tongue explores his head, round and underneath the collar, teasing, needing, yearning for him. Im moaning on him now, knowing both that it turns him on for need his cock so much and that the vibrations travelling through him balls cock tip will fill him with a need cum down my throat so great it will be painful hold back. I take him deeper now…

He has my head grasped with both hands. My hair tightly held within his fingers.. his fists. Clenched with sexual need, caught in the moment. Ramming my head back and forth with an energy so great he is actually fucking my throat. Not just against my throat but through it and beyond.

Pulling head all the way off him just ram back down forcefully, violently. His cock slamming into my throat with such force, Im gagging him, gasping for breath.

I cry. Im moaning and choking, retching… god, I’m going be sick… please…. control… please… mercy I need air….

That fight between giving good head and needing air is one he loves putting , feeling physically forcing myself choose his cock in my mouth over needing breathe… until the very point Im about pass out. He chooses that moment…

He pulls me off him, flips me over when Im at my weakest point, gasping in air which although required, is nowhere near as delicious as his cock in my mouth. I need him back inside me.

Im my front. My legs yanked apart. A bitten kiss my neck. A whispered, ‘I love you so much’ in my ear even whilst I’m still suffering, for him.

His hands my hips, they pull my arse , I struggle with my hands. Must put them out. Must raise . What is happening. My brain struggles rebalance.

I shake my head and I’m fours. Then…

He slams deep into my pussy. Deep… so deep. Violent. Hard. Needing.

I moan painfully, the pain is a combination of the physical feeling and the need. Need for more. The welcome back of him inside me when he has been missing so long.

His hand travels my back from where it was gripping my hip… move around my throat. Holding like an animal. His other hand moves around from the other hip my lower back, pushing down, down onto his cock even deeper still. Fucking like an animal.

In this position he takes through every single sensation one can experience during intense, intimate sex. Held at both throat and sex, placed be used for his pleasure, filling , fucking .

I’m snarling almost subconsciously, the instinctive primal, carnal need flowing from my mouth as freely as my juices around his thrusting cock.

His hand moves from my throat cover my mouth, switching between gagging my sounds and cover my nose as well, controlling my air, my life. His other hand is commanding remain still, moving from my lower back swipe around my long flailing hair, and grasp it within his strong fist in one, practiced, fluid movement. Yanking my head back even whilst I’m gagged and fucked thoroughly….

I think it is at this very moment, when he touches me, just before he cums in me, that I feel most happy, balanced, wanted, needed, beautiful… loved.
If You’re Good, You’ll Get Another Taste Later
Posted:May 23, 2020 12:18 pm
Last Updated:May 24, 2020 11:58 am
There was a tempo it, Daniel had realized. A way pace things, keep it in hand. The pain, the rest, the repositioning. The natural end one whip’s usefulness, and the logical time pick a different toy. He was better organized tonight and determined not to accidentally deviate from his planned scene. Ramona ass and upper thighs were rosy, glowing from the flogger and vivid red in a few spots from the tawse, but not so bad he needed to stop yet. She was drifting in subspace, and probably able to take more pain now. Give that freshly whipped skin a few moments to recover, he knew, and it would be sensitive beyond belief. The cane was slender, some translucent fiber rather than bamboo, and slightly whippy. He tested it on his palm awhile, figuring out how it would fly in the air, realizing he would not need to use his wrist as much. A short, almost choppy, flat stroke. First, more questions. “What about tabletop games?” “Uh...you mean like Monopoly, or RPGs? Or European-style? All of them are yes.” “Nice. Who shot first?” “Greedo! Just kidding, just kidding. Han, duh.” The duh thing couldn’t be allowed to stand. Daniel brought the cane down across the crest of her rump. It sounded thuddier than he’d expected. Ramona's reaction, a shocked gasp, was very gratifying. He gave her a few seconds to let her decide whether to continue. “Original series or Next Generation?” She answered this one more promptly. “Both, but for different reasons.” “Fair enough.” Delia grumbled. “Picard forever. Also Seven of forever.” Ramona lifted her face from the ; tears streaked the cheek Daniel could see, but she didn’t sound upset when she spoke Delia. “You are not one of those Voyager people?” “No!” Delia stroked her dark hair, hastening reassure her. “No, I just think Jeri Ryan is really hot. Just throwing it out there.” “Everybody thinks she’s really hot.” Daniel cleared his throat, getting the subs back on tas He didn’t really mind the conversation, though. He liked the apparent truth-serum effect of the whips. Ramona had opened up some online, while they were playing, but he wanted know more. Delia had wanted know more, too. And asking her random things seemed to keep Ramona from getting too trancy. Maybe it would let the scene draw out a while longer. But after a few more questions and strokes of the cane, he was having trouble thinking up stuff to ask her. There was so much eye candy in the room he was really mostly proud of himself for not actively drooling. And Ramona, he could tell all too plainly, was already so aroused. Her pert, rounded ass was moving in tiny circles between strokes, as she tried to rub against the nap of the time-softened leather bench. And her mouth kept making an O shape that drove him insane with lust. Not that it was any better to watch Delia. Sweet merciful heavens, she looked like a kinky angel in that outfit. Or a porno bride. And the expression on her face, gentle and curious, as she bent down to kiss Mara... He wasn’t sure whether he wanted to fuck them, or rub them both all over his body in some way, or what. Mara’s ass was turning to red-on-pink stripes, and her lollipop lips were getting dry from panting. Time to move on, maybe. “You still with me, Ramona?” “Yes, Master Daniel.” She didn’t sound all that with it, but at least she was coherent. He put the cane down and rounded the bench, running a hand over her hip before curling his fingers down the cleft of her ass, trailing them across heated skin until they reached her cunt. Then he had to have another stern Dom talk with himself to keep from tearing his pants off and burying himself inside her right then. Because she was soft, and smoothly hairless, and hotter than hell...and wet, so wet, and ready. He couldn’t resist pushing a finger inside her, then , rocking them back and forth. The next voice in his head was the one reminding him that he was standing with his fingers buried in a woman’s pussy, a woman who was not his wife, and his wife was standing right there in the white porno-wedding outfit, and what the hell was he thinking? None of this was allowed. This was the type of thinking that had landed him in the counselor’s office. Delia was smiling her dreamy, turned-on smile. Watching his hand as if she wished she were in Ramona’s place, or possibly in the place of his hand, but certainly not as though she were pissed off at him for putting it there. The Dom voice reminded him that he was in charge, and there were certain perks being in charge, even if they came at the cost of torturing his already painfully hard, pussy-starved penis. So he smiled at Delia and pulled his fingers free to offer them to her. “Come and clean them off.” And she did, with great enthusiasm. “Does she taste good, Dee?” “Yes, Master.” “If you’re good, you’ll get another taste later.” “Thank you, Master. If that pleases you.” “I can’t really see how it wouldn’t.”
Down at the Beach
Posted:May 22, 2020 3:21 pm
Last Updated:May 25, 2020 8:45 am

It's a fantasy that I would love to see happen.

The beach was deserted
And silent
But for the gentle breaking of the waves
They were both naked
Her on her knees looking out to sea
He knelt behind her in the moonlight
Smelling her hair before nuzzling her neck
His hands were on her ample hips
His nuzzles turned to kisses
As his finger tips brushed
The soft flesh of her nakedness
His hands slid upwards across her silky skin
To caress the cupola’s of her breasts
And as his fingers teased her swelling mamilla
She turned her head toward him
And their mouths met
In wet hungry consumption
As passion intensified
He slid one hand slowly down across her belly
Fingers dallying briefly
In the lushness of her bush
Before finding the moist recess he sought
Her fervid response to his fingering
Brought her to the brink
And then bending her at the waist
He quickly pushed her forward
Until her head touched the sand
This presented her round buttocks to him
So he could see her open lipped pudendum
Glistening moistly in the moonlight
He slid his hands up and cupped her
Pendulous breasts
Caressing breast and teat
As he penetrated her heat
Safe word
Posted:May 3, 2020 11:37 am
Last Updated:May 16, 2020 8:18 am

Its funny how you put things in a special place that meant something you at one time or another and you stumble across them and that's what happened today I came across this poem that Master had written to my Master year's ago when we were together and all the memories and all the tears started coming back and how I miss him so much we had the best of both world's, the vanilla and the DS and it's hard to find that with one person again and a big piece of my heart is missing all of that. I guess a big part of me is searching for that again with just one person. I Know it's long and I am sorry for that but enjoy the read.
I enter the room, you have been waiting for me. You sit on a straight back chair in the middle of the room with your hands folded in your lap.

You are naked. As I approach you lower your eyes. I command you to look at me and hesitantly you raise your head. The room is dark but I see a slight glimmer from around your neck as the light of the moon hits your collar. I come to you and wrap your hair in my hand as I raise you from your seat. I whisper softly in your ear that you are a good girl for wearing it. My breath in your ear sends a shiver down your spine. You can tell by the hardness of my cock pressing into your back that I am excited to see you, at this point you are not sure if I am here to punish you or make love to you, perhaps both. When I finish whispering in your ear I reach up and grab your breast roughly in my left hand squeezing it tightly as I also pinch your nipples between my thumb and forefinger. My lips and teeth alternate between slightly nipple and gently biting your nec The hand that was squeezing your breast and pinching your breast now slides up your neck and pins you against the wall with you on your tip toes just barely able to breath. I of my shoes and with my free hand I loosen my belt and begin remove my clothes.

As I look into your face you struggle for breath and your eyes are beginning to close. When my pants are off I lower you until you are standing flat footed and my cock is pressing into your belly. I grab the hair on both sides of your head and begin to gently kiss you. I look into your eyes baby girl and I tell you that you are a good little slut, you smile and gasping for breath you say thank you . I lower you your knees and you eagerly take my cock into your mouth. It is warm and hard and pulsing as you slide your mouth back and forth over my shaft. While your sucking my cock I remove the rest of my clothes and then I take a hand full of hair at the back of your neck and start to force my cock down your throat. You start gagging as I begin to cum and my seminal fluids start to escape your mouth along with your saliva. I pull out of your mouth and have one last shot of cum that hits your face.

I pull you up to and hold you close as I begin rub my cum into your cheeks, your forehead, your neck and your breasts.

I raise you in my arms and carry you to the bed I throw you down on your belly and straddle your legs with the palm of my hand in your middle back holding you down. I see your gorgeous ass laying still before , I raise my hand and slap one check, you cry out that it is too hard , you squirm as I raise my other hand and I grab the hair at the nape of your neck and hold you still. I raise my free hand and slap your other cheek leaving 2 perfect palm prints marking your ass as mine.

I can feel the heat rising from the welts as I bring you closer and slide my cock into your silky sweet pussy. I grab a handful of flesh from each hip as I use them to slide you back and forth on my thick pulsing coc I take the flogger out and slide it into your hand as I rhythmically pump my body in motion with yours I grab your hair again and pull you close to arching your back just right where the angle of of my cock into your yoni makes you start to moan in concert with our motion. I reach around and gently stroke your inner thigh and lightly brush your lips with my knuckles as we rock back and forth.

I feel you start to tighten and I slide my hand to your throat. You begin to shiver and shake as the breath leaves you, you are cuming as you become light headed and I begin to cum in you as your body convulses with waves of pleasure I let go of your throat and I collapse on to you completely spent. I stay there holding you close to me until you begin to stir as you do I start to take you over and over again until we are both spent physically and emotionally. You come to me in the end and curl into my arms to spend the night.

The whole time I was taking you, you had the power to get away. Never once did you whisper, not once did you cry out, at no time did you whimper the word butterfly. A simple word that would have given you immediate release and comfort. Even the word mariposa would have set you free. I ask myself why, but then I already know the answer. I live in your heart, I own your soul, and now you have given your body to me
If you could have one.....
Posted:Feb 29, 2020 10:46 am
Last Updated:May 23, 2020 11:55 am

What would you want if you could have one right now
147 Comments , 1214 votes
Falling in Grace
Posted:Jan 15, 2020 11:00 am
Last Updated:May 5, 2020 5:42 pm
I’m falling for you.
And I’ve never seen your face.
You make feel
and infected
with something I
have never had before.
You are a danger my bubble
and I don’t know what do with you.
I know that I am alone
in this
these feelings
that you want no strings
I am not really what you’re looking for
and I accept that too.
A friend to you
I will e’er be
One you can turn to
One you can’t hide from
tho you’ve certainly tried
not without repercussion
to a point, on a lark
I know that you would
Never leave
in the dark
And that’s only a part of why
I’m falling for you
even having never seen your face
Till We MEET Again. R.I.P. My Love
Posted:Dec 12, 2019 10:48 am
Last Updated:Jan 14, 2020 10:38 am
It’s early morning, and I can’t sleep. I keep thinking of Master, and how much I miss Him, how much I love and need Him. How much I crave be Home. There’s just such a peace I feel, when I’m with Him. Even when I’m not His presence Home (Home there with Him), I’m still filled with a completeness knowing I’m where I need be. He’s infiltrated every nano cell of being, I’m not without Him. Perhaps for some is extreme. Its not a co-dependency, but an innate need be with the one you love. I have spent years the process of giving all of Master, He literally owns all of . So being apart, is so hard, its like I can’t breathe. But then when I see Him, I can breathe again. I have never felt so connected anyone as I do Him. When we’re apart, like now, I know He’s with , His collar never leaves neck, but there is still a void, only He can fill.

When we met (and I apologize if I’m repeating what I’ve said in prior posts), I never expected feel the intensity of the connection we have, the intensity of the love, the intensity of who we are as Master and sub. The naturalness, the shamelessness of us, left me breathless in a lot of ways. When I saw Him this last trip, it just reinforced what I felt, and led us down a deeper path in emotional and physical ways. He’s always focus, but I cope often by not allowing head constantly say I miss You, I need You, I want You, because just leads be down and kind of non functional. Due a certain situation in life which He totally understands and respects, I am not sure exactly when I will be home, but I do know it will be sooner than later. Which doesn’t as far as a time frame, but I know I’m doing what I need do make the move happen asap, when moment comes. And when it does come, I know things will be in place, as they should be, and then I will be home.

Lastly… I don’t have any disillusions about being Home. I plan work and live life as I do now, as will He. Everyday life as Master and sub, is just normal everyday life. Bad days, good days, etc, except He will have more access and more control I want Him have over aspects of life is hard a distance. But most importantly, we’ll be together, and I can’t wait for day I look Him the eyes and say I’m truly Home now Master… Then the next chapter of our lives will start..

So since I couldn’t sleep… I wrote a poem of a bedtime ritual I fantasize about. Its a little long but I do tend write and talk longer than shorter get thoughts the open.
Part I

Kneeling… in the sanctuary of our room,

I wait for You by the window.

I feel a soft breeze

caressing skin.

I look up the night sky,

as it unveils

the hidden beauty

of the moon and stars,

penetrating the darkness

with its rays

of ethereal light.

I close eyes

absorbing its celestial warmth

upon skin,

and bask in moment seems timeless.

I hear Master as He slips into bed

and smile as I wait for the words

I crave for every night..


From place the window

I ask

“May I crawl into bed with You Master?”

He says Yes,

I then crawl slowly, deliberately

to His bed

As He watches with a slight grin,

I crawl in bed

and take place by His side.

Part II

He pulls His side,

I feel the brush of His lips,

His warm breath,

against skin

And I lay still

No words are said

But none need be,

There’s just peace, calm, and


who we are together.

Its an intimacy I treasure,

earning place His side.

And those moments

I’m just lost Him

Time stops

I fall asleep His arms

and I have no need dream,

because destiny

has been realized

by the beauty of submission

and with the strength His Dominance

Guiding , protecting , and loving


I love You Master xoxo (())

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