She looked up at him from her knees, her eyes wide and sparkling....

Ohh the black tee again. ;) I do like that tshirt.

Im not suprised you like it...you liked its partner the purple tee too...
It is a nice shirt though:D Hey its one of those looks even better on the bedroom floor shirts too:rolleyes:
 
Im not suprised you like it...you liked its partner the purple tee too...
It is a nice shirt though:D Hey its one of those looks even better on the bedroom floor shirts too:rolleyes:

Most shirts look even better on the bedroom floor, followed by pants, or skirt, and the undies as well. ;) Though sometimes it is hard to figure out where the panties went. Hell I still remember somehow the wife lost a bra in a hotel room and she really liked that bra.... :D
 
Just some random photos until later tonight...
wrote up a little piece for a few photos or I might start a dream piece I have sitting around my computer...We shall see:D
 
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You know normally I don't like chocolate at all, but in this case I would not mind licking it up. What I find interesting is you seem to like using substances on your form. Paint chocolate hmmm.
 
You know normally I don't like chocolate at all, but in this case I would not mind licking it up. What I find interesting is you seem to like using substances on your form. Paint chocolate hmmm.

Its a very interesting and new fetish for me:D I just like the way it feels on my skin...the cold wet feeling on my skin.:rolleyes: :cattail:
 
Just some random photos until later tonight...
wrote up a little piece for a few photos or I might start a dream piece I have sitting around my computer...We shall see:D

Oh how I would love to lick the chocolate off of you. So delicious indeed.
 
The next couple of posts are gunna be about a dream I had one night.

They were in a dimly lit room, lit only with a few candles. The only furniture in the room was a table, not just any table, was the height of a coffee table with a ring fastened in the center a few inchs from the end. She was kneeling on the edge of the wooden table opposite of the ring. Her knees pressing against the cold wooden table. He was standing behind her just watching her. He listened to her heartbeat race, her breathe quickening...anticipation building for what was to come. He knew she was nervous but that only added to the atmosphere, to his arousal. He also knew she was excited, knew she was ready for anything and everything he dreamed up for her. She needed and wanted him as much as he did her. He leaned forward taking in the scent of her body, her arousal. Bringing his lips to the back of her neck, barely touching her skin. He could hear swallow, hear her heart skip a beat. Could imagine her biting down on her lip, squeezing her eyes shut tightly as she tried to surpress the shudder. He lifted his hand to run his fingers through her golden strawberry kissed hair, it fell perfectly around her shoulds framing her face...her beautiful bright eyes..soft lips. Her hair gave way to strong shoulders her arms fell to her sides framing her curvy beautiful shape. A beautiful woman who needed to put herself in the hands of someone that knew her..knew what she needed deep inside. She needed to give herself, to submit to another.
 
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The next couple of posts are gunna be about a dream I had one night.

They were in a dimly lit room, lit only with a few candles. The only furniture in the room was a table, not just any table, was the height of a coffee table with a ring fastened in the center a few inchs from the end. She was kneeling on the edge of the wooden table opposite of the ring. Her knees pressing against the cold wooden table. He was standing behind her just watching her. He listened to her heartbeat race, her breathe quickening...anticipation building for what was to come. He knew she was nervous but that only added to the atmosphere, to his arousal. He also knew she was excited, knew she was ready for anything and everything he dreamed up for her. She needed and wanted him as much as he did her. He leaned forward taking in the scent of her body, her arousal. Bringing his lips to the back of her neck, barely touching her skin. He could hear swallow, hear her heart skip a beat. Could imagine her biting down on her lip, squeezing her eyes shut tightly as she tried to surpress the shudder. He lifted his hand to run his fingers through her golden strawberry kissed hair, it fell perfectly around her shoulds framing her face...her beautiful bright eyes..soft lips. Her hair gave way to strong shoulders her arms fell to her sides framing her curvy beautiful shape. A beautiful woman who needed to put herself in the hands of someone that knew her..knew what she needed deep inside. She needed to give herself, to submit to another.

God, you mesmerize me so much with this stuff...
 
Lovely pictures and an interesting submissive story. Kind of reminds me of some of the stuff my wife reads. ;) Wee bit different than when we play, but still interesting.

I wonder what the ring will be for are we going to se suspension?
 
The story on the first page was hot enough but to then get the see the beautiful who wrote it only made it better.
 
Can't believe I missed all these pics and hot stories. Damn me for taking a break from lit!
 
The next couple of posts are gunna be about a dream I had one night.

They were in a dimly lit room, lit only with a few candles. The only furniture in the room was a table, not just any table, was the height of a coffee table with a ring fastened in the center a few inchs from the end. She was kneeling on the edge of the wooden table opposite of the ring. Her knees pressing against the cold wooden table. He was standing behind her just watching her. He listened to her heartbeat race, her breathe quickening...anticipation building for what was to come. He knew she was nervous but that only added to the atmosphere, to his arousal. He also knew she was excited, knew she was ready for anything and everything he dreamed up for her. She needed and wanted him as much as he did her. He leaned forward taking in the scent of her body, her arousal. Bringing his lips to the back of her neck, barely touching her skin. He could hear swallow, hear her heart skip a beat. Could imagine her biting down on her lip, squeezing her eyes shut tightly as she tried to surpress the shudder. He lifted his hand to run his fingers through her golden strawberry kissed hair, it fell perfectly around her shoulds framing her face...her beautiful bright eyes..soft lips. Her hair gave way to strong shoulders her arms fell to her sides framing her curvy beautiful shape. A beautiful woman who needed to put herself in the hands of someone that knew her..knew what she needed deep inside. She needed to give herself, to submit to another.

He reached into his pocket, pulling out a black leather collar. Simple black worn leather with a large O ring, the clanging of the metal ring was the only sound you could hear in the room. Holding each end in his hands he place it around her neck and pulled it tight, pulling her against his hard body. She swallowed hard as she felt his unyielding body against hers. He was stong, physically and mentally, a single word would have her at his beck and call, she would cater to his every need. Her desire and need to please him was deeper than any other. He buckled the collar around her neck tightly, pulling a lock from his pocket he placed it in the back of her collar.
 
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Ohh nice I love those pics and the story. I just picked up a thick steel pink powder coated collar. I was going to get matching shackles and leg irons, but the shackles were way too big. ;) I also have a white leather ball gag with a bright red ball.

We could get along really well with where this story is going.
 
He reached into his pocket, pulling out a black leather collar. Simple black worn leather with a large O ring, the clanging of the metal ring was the only sound you could hear in the room. Holding each end in his hands he place it around her neck and pulled it tight, pulling her against his hard body. She swallowed hard as she felt his unyielding body against hers. He was stong, physically and mentally, a single word would have her at his beck and call, she would cater to his every need. Her desire and need to please him was deeper than any other. He buckled the collar around her neck tightly, pulling a lock from his pocket he placed it in the back of her collar.

Wrapping his hand around her neck, he held her in place as his free handtraveld down to cup her breast, pausing only to tease her sensitive nipples. Pinching and lifting her nipple upwards,he could hear her breath catch in her throat. Tightening his hold on her neck he pinched her nipple harder. Releasing her nipple he cupped her breast caressing them roughly. Reaching into his back pocket he retreved two nipple clamps. Leaning foward resting his chin on her shoulder he slapped her breast paying close attention to her nipples. He places the clamp on her nipple before turning his attention to her other breast, it recieving the same torture. A gasp escaped her lips as she watched his skillful hands work. A grin formed on his lips as she tried to squirm against him, flicking the clamp hard, stopped her in her tracks...she knew better.
 
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