Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Ibs And Twisted Bowel

Master and submission ...

I'll be there with downcast eyes and folded arms as you did to me requested.

I beg you to kiss me but you post this air relentless and severe. That's where you push me over the head backwards and you'd think that sluts like me do not talk like that to their Lord. I had to choose the punishment worthy of my insubordination and I knew he liked spanking ...

-Thank you, Master. I do not deserve you Master. "I said after each slap.


*****

I prefer to be put to bed and in life.


*****

I'll be there, proud eyes and straight, as I have always deserved.

You beg me to kiss me and this is I display this as casually as you feared. This is where I will throw your head back and I'll tell you that small handlers and dicdateurs like you do not speak like that to a woman of my temper. He must choose his punishment and he knew I loved abstinence from him but not mine ...


*****

I prefer to go than to stay under its yoke.

0 comments:

Post a Comment