Walking on the beaches looking at the peaches...

mmm

Thu, 24 May 2012 07:10:22 +0100

mmm

Having you dress in your best socks and jiggle your naughty...

Fri, 18 May 2012 13:22:35 +0100

Having you dress in your best socks and jiggle your naughty bottom for my amusement.

As I stroke my throbbing cock through my jeans, slowly unbuckling my thick, leather, belt.

bitchihavetits:

Jiggllllyyy

Photo

Wed, 16 May 2012 22:32:00 +0100

nom. kissbetweenthelegs: How lovely is she? SERIOUSLY! come...

Fri, 11 May 2012 07:22:53 +0100

nom.

kissbetweenthelegs:

How lovely is she? SERIOUSLY! come here now.

I’m trying to admire the ink but I’m constantly...

Thu, 03 May 2012 22:41:38 +0100

I’m trying to admire the ink but I’m constantly drawn to those socks……

therecklesscat:

What a surprise ! I’ve just find my legs on fuckyeahperfectdolls’s tumblr <3
If you reblog, think to like my fanpage : https://www.facebook.com/therecklesscat !

How does it feel, waiting over the pillows? Are you...

Sun, 29 Apr 2012 21:41:14 +0100

How does it feel, waiting over the pillows? Are you embarrassed? Perhaps you are. After all, lying with your bare bottom in the air is not a natural thing to do. At least only I will see you though - there is no audience. I wonder how you would feel if there were? Now there’s an idea for next time.

Your panties are still where I left them; that’s good. Exactly where I left them as you stood before my chair. Lowered to expose your cunt to my gaze. Lowered and left just there, round your thighs. So you can feel them there as a reminder that they are no good to you now. They cannot hide your modesty digging into your thighs, can they? I enjoyed watching you go down the hallway, bottom swaying, hobbled by your panties. Off to my room, as instructed. Good girl.

And now you wait, and wonder. As you hear my footfalls in the hallway, I wonder what runs through your mind? Fear? Probably not, you know you’re safe. Well, you’re safe; your bottom on the other hand….

So maybe pensive thoughts. Wondering. What will I do with you? You were fairly disrespectful earlier. And a girl should know her place, shouldn’t she?

As my suited frame enters the room, you notice the usual belt that holds up my suit pants is missing. Replaced by my favourite, worn out, brown leather belt. Somehow you don’t think it will be staying in my pants for long. You are familiar with this belt; its cruel caresses, especially when the tip of the leather steals in for a kiss of your bare little cunt. Ow!

But more worrying is what I hold in my hand. What is it? It looks like ginger - but peeled into a finger? With the knobbly bit left on the end? NO. NO fucking WAY!

You aren’t going to stand for this are you? But somehow you stay there, in position, as I come and sit on the bed. Your breath is shorter now, as I talk coolly about my plans for you. For your bottom.

You look at my suit pants, my shirt. My big leather belt. The authority of it all makes you shiver a little. Makes you feel small.

How does it feel, waiting over the pillows? As I sit behind you, and prise apart your bottom cheeks with my left hand? I can see all of you now. Every private little place you ever had, now on display, crudely. So, so humiliating. So why is your cunt throbbing, dripping, giving you away? I can see your puffiness and it makes me grin like the cat that got the cream.

Now you tense as I explain why the ginger has no lube - you won’t get the benefit if there’s a barrier. So I’ve dipped it in cool water and now I’m nudging it there - and slowly pushing it into your bottom! You moan as it slides home and the heat starts to build inside you. So stingy! You whine and complain, but I start the timer. Five minutes this first time, I tell you. Surely not!

I shush you and pet your hair, telling you you only have four and half minutes to go. But it burns! And you whine and complain even more.

I casually undo my belt and draw it from the loops. From somewhere outside your ginger-infused cosmos, you hear something about ‘…give you something to whine about’ and the first white hot stripe lays across your bottom.

A belting? While you’re trying to process this inner struggle? Yes indeed. For my pleasure and mine alone. I like to have you like this, under my hand. I’m straining at my suit pants, precum dribbling from me as I swish the belt across the top of your thighs.

With your thighs and bottom painted red, I’m back, petting your hair, growling to you that you don’t have long to go now. You are begging to have the ginger out of your ass, but I’m steadfast in my task. You will stay the course.

At the five minute mark, your feet are drumming on the bed and you are wailing. I tell you to relax as I slowly take it out of you.

The burning has slowed. Later it will be a pleasant warm sensation. This will be accompanied by a pleasant warm sensation of my hard cock in your sopping wet cunt, as I hold your hips tight and pound you into the pillows.

How does it feel, waiting over the pillows? With my cum splattered all over your sore bottom and lower back? Not so bad, you reason, though had I let you cum it would have been a whole lot better. Perhaps next time, I will.

hmm plain white cotton panties….

Sat, 28 Apr 2012 15:37:46 +0100

hmm plain white cotton panties….

Let me whisper in your ear about what’s going to happen to...

Sat, 28 Apr 2012 14:53:45 +0100

Let me whisper in your ear about what’s going to happen to you.

Making you strip will be the first item on the agenda.

Then sending you to get the toys….

Then you’ll report back to me and I’ll inspect you as you touch your toes, feet apart.

Any wetness will result in punishment. The wetter you are, the more severe I’m going to be.

Afterwards, I will have you worship my cock until I’m ready to plunder your ripe pussy over and over.

Mmmhmm. I see by your reaction that you’re really hating that idea…..

I see a canvas just waiting to be painted.

Sat, 28 Apr 2012 11:14:54 +0100

I see a canvas just waiting to be painted.

you can kick and complain but I’ll see it through and you...

Wed, 25 Apr 2012 20:54:29 +0100

you can kick and complain

but I’ll see it through

and you won’t be sitting comfortably

for days to come;

and I smile because I know you will never, ever, learn…..

As I growl softly in your ear about all the things I’m...

Wed, 25 Apr 2012 20:52:46 +0100

As I growl softly in your ear

about all the things I’m going to do

and undo my suit pants

to feed you…

you cannot help but touch yourself;

the wetness

the ache

the throb

which only increases

as I tell you what a naughty girl you are

and what naughty girls always get for their sins.

I take down your tights and drool as I contemplate the feast...

Wed, 25 Apr 2012 20:48:30 +0100

I take down your tights

and drool as I contemplate the feast before me.

thickbutt:

estetikkaygisi:

Almost perfect

Instant sock reblog

Mon, 23 Apr 2012 22:18:18 +0100

Instant sock reblog

I first heard this song a couple of years ago. I like the...

Mon, 23 Apr 2012 22:07:00 +0100

I first heard this song a couple of years ago.

I like the sentiment of the song, it meant a lot at the time. And the video is clever too.

Plus, Missy Higgins is gorgeous and has a beautiful voice. So win-win I think.

Over the pillows

Mon, 23 Apr 2012 21:55:13 +0100

Over the pillows

When men were men and women got what they really...

Mon, 23 Apr 2012 21:48:56 +0100

When men were men

and women got what they really wanted.

deviantdevotion:

I love the vintage feel.

suicidegirls: Join today to play with water and ink with...

Mon, 23 Apr 2012 20:03:51 +0100

suicidegirls:

Join today to play with water and ink with SuicideGirl Rachelle:http://suicidegirls.com

This just came across my dash - an old one I wrote back in the...

Sun, 22 Apr 2012 10:57:01 +0100

This just came across my dash - an old one I wrote back in the day, but I kind of like it :)

I love taking your panties down.

The very act gives me goosebumps. Feeling the cotton slide over your hips.

Something you probably do ten times a day. A mundane task.

To me, it’s far from mundane. It’s breaching castle walls.

Removing your last vestige of humility. Unwrapping a birthday present.

Getting at what I want. Be it your pretty little ass or your pouty little cunt.

I mean to get what I want. I might leave marks but they will be created with love.

And as for your panties, they’ll be my souvenir. I’ll pull them from my pocket at home and inhale your musk as I masturbate to the memory of giving you what we both needed.

boots and socks combo….. unf.

Sun, 22 Apr 2012 10:49:20 +0100

boots and socks combo…..

unf.

Nothing better than a nice piece of wood with which to make your...

Fri, 20 Apr 2012 18:00:35 +0100

Nothing better than a nice piece of wood with which to make your impression.

clemsweet:

Wriggles.