A walk in the shoes of the barefoot sub
Photo credit: JerBear If he wanted to see me cross all he had to do was stretch out in the sunshine, erection on display in all of its glory. Since his behaviour two weeks before I had been nursing my hurt feelings, brooding. Not only had he topped me from the bottom, but he had bratted... Continue Reading →
"What are your plans for tomorrow?" Painting the picture of my day it was clear that I had a couple of hours free before the school run. A window of opportunity where you could play with me, push me, see what I was made of. The anticipation bubbled away as I made my way through... Continue Reading →
Though there was sadness at not being owned, I understood and accepted the turn of events. If wanted to make the most of my life and not be stuck at home wallowing in the what ifs I had to get going. I knew that I wasn't looking for a new dominant, I wasn't ready for... Continue Reading →
MrN and I had an evening scheduled in for conversation and a short scene. As usual it had been planned the week before, he was working late and my boys were with their dad. We had tried it when they were home, but their bedtime pushed back our time for talk so everything became rushed... Continue Reading →
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