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A moment to myself---or so I thought? -- Part II

Submitted by Crazy Lil Artist on Fri, 07/06/2012 - 16:34

I began making soft noises in response to his ministrations. His tongue stopped flicking just to lightly trace little circles about the tip of my nipple for a few moments, before resuming its previous torture. I moaned breathily and squirmed below him, trying in vain to grind my pelvis against his.

A moment to myself---or so I thought?

Submitted by Crazy Lil Artist on Thu, 07/05/2012 - 23:44

I locked the door before slowly turning around and smirking to myself. (Finally, some 'alone time'...) First came off my shoes and socks, before I shimmied out of my pants and pulled my shirt up over my head, tossing both articles of clothing into a pile beside my bed. Next I unhooked my bra, tossing it into the pile as well, before slowly pulling down my panties. My panties joined the rest of my clothing in the pile.

A moment to myself

Submitted by Crazy Lil Artist on Thu, 07/05/2012 - 23:44

I locked the door before slowly turning around and smirking to myself. (Finally, some 'alone time'...) First came off my shoes and socks, before I shimmied out of my pants and pulled my shirt up over my head, tossing both articles of clothing into a pile beside my bed. Next I unhooked my bra, tossing it into the pile as well, before slowly pulling down my panties. My panties joined the rest of my clothing in the pile.

A moment to myself

Submitted by Crazy Lil Artist on Thu, 07/05/2012 - 23:44

I locked the door before slowly turning around and smirking to myself. (Finally, some 'alone time'...) First came off my shoes and socks, before I shimmied out of my pants and pulled my shirt up over my head, tossing both articles of clothing into a pile beside my bed. Next I unhooked my bra, tossing it into the pile as well, before slowly pulling down my panties. My panties joined the rest of my clothing in the pile.

On the other side, still...

Submitted by trixi on Fri, 06/15/2012 - 22:44

The second week of The Game for me is almost over, tomorrow will be last last day to roll two dice, after that only one. I can't wait for Sunday...

My trip to California

Submitted by Wendy on Thu, 06/07/2012 - 16:38

The day had arrived. The one thing I was looking forward to was being on the west coast, a dream I never thought I would ever accomplish, let alone by myself. Oddly enough, it was not how I had envisioned it. I was going to meet my Dom. We had been together 8 months through the most traumatic time in my life and he had stuck with me through it all and helped me through it. All those conversations and chemistry, would it hold up in real life? Would I get there and find out some of the details of himself were made up or completely false? Would I not be attracted to him?

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