In the mood for...

You must heal fast, I thought I'd given you a reminder for at least the day. :devil:

I am sure at some point it will please me to mark your lovely backside up again. Until then you have to wait and be good, otherwise no spankings.

* pouts smiling softly *

I am always good my love ...:devil::rose:
 
Dinner, dancing...pretty dress, heels, stockings...getting all dolled up just to get all messed up as soon as we're alone...

http://s1.wallls.com/preview/2/stockings-stairways-plants-high-heels-12254.jpg

Oh yes. Love that.

*goes to find his doll*

What am I in the mood for?

A nice hot cup of...
http://www.dumpzor.com/dumps/3df7f402971b5d7e9242f11793b9942c.jpg

Hiding from the cold like...
http://www.glamour.com/sex-love-life/blogs/smitten/0708-woman-under-blankets_sm.jpg

Under-blanket affection like...
http://www.glamour.com/sex-love-life/blogs/smitten/0629-couple-under-blanket_sm.jpg

Then something to warm me up under such blanket...not sure what, too many choices. Something with silk-ties though. Mhmm...

I adore those last two. The first one, eh. But I'm sure she will enjoy that cup.
 
Are we going clothes shopping? You tore the last nice outfit I had on, off.

Yes. And it wasn't my fault. You looked fucking hot in that dress. It was bound to be ripped apart eventually. Although in my defense, I only made a small slit in it. The rest was just physics. :cool:
 
Last edited:
Yes. And it wasn't my fault. You looked fucking hot in that dress. It was bound to be ripped apart eventually. Although in my defense, I only made a small slit in it. The rest was just physics. :cool:

*Pokes head back in*

The rest was physics?

Ok so either Cait is a bomb, and not just a bombshell.

Cait jiggles so nicely that the fabric once weakened cannot contain her.

Cait is so hot her clothes burn off when we see a little something more than they normally cover.

Or Tequila (should it have been involved) really does make her clothes fall off.

Or you sir Lie about little slits.

*Frowns and actually leaves*
 
*Pokes head back in*

The rest was physics?

Ok so either Cait is a bomb, and not just a bombshell.

Cait jiggles so nicely that the fabric once weakened cannot contain her.

Cait is so hot her clothes burn off when we see a little something more than they normally cover.

Or Tequila (should it have been involved) really does make her clothes fall off.

Or you sir Lie about little slits.

*Frowns and actually leaves*


Tequila makes me do naughty, naughty things and he didn't lie about little slits, he just left out the part about using his hands in conjuction with those little slits.
 
Soft languid kisses

Hearing the distinct metal twinkle of cuffs, again, coming tight.

It is the beginning of every beginning, every time.

Finding out what makes you breath and what takes it away.

The feel, the smell, the taste the texture of skin on my lips and fingertips.

It's the magic of falling in lust when your in love.

Im in the mood for the knowing...

Of you... of me...

the knowledge that if I unhooked one clip in the state you are in...
I wouldn't walk right for a week.

It's the freedom of feeling bone deep... that you don't want me to do that either...

That you have as much freedom as I on each side of this coin.

I am in the mood to devour you, piece by aching piece.
 
Soft languid kisses

Hearing the distinct metal twinkle of cuffs, again, coming tight.

It is the beginning of every beginning, every time.

Finding out what makes you breath and what takes it away.

The feel, the smell, the taste the texture of skin on my lips and fingertips.

It's the magic of falling in lust when your in love.

Im in the mood for the knowing...

Of you... of me...

the knowledge that if I unhooked one clip in the state you are in...
I wouldn't walk right for a week.

It's the freedom of feeling bone deep... that you don't want me to do that either...

That you have as much freedom as I on each side of this coin.

I am in the mood to devour you, piece by aching piece.

*soft sigh*

That sounds...lovely. :heart:
 
Back
Top