Need to feel that pull, that steady, firm pressure that inexorably
Every gag has a unique set of physical sensations coupled with
That strap that snugs against my crack, the plug it holds in
One of the greatest gifts you give me is to make me feel small,
him3-ros: I like vincilagniacs
So many delectable areas still to try. I cannot believe what
I want you to find beauty and grace in my submission. I think
devotionaltraining: fka-amaster: Kneeling for Me symbolizes
Simply enjoying the state of being bound for the pleasure of
slavetrash: I wish I was her The submissive in me relishes
nomanspenelope: wifes-sir: http://wifes-sir.tumblr.com one
Once he has her helpless, he is free to do anything he wants.
my-naughty-lunchbox: frexkiss: ✿ 囧 daily ass photo
my-naughty-lunchbox: frexkiss: ✿ 囧 Nothing so mild
my-naughty-lunchbox: kittensplayground: touchmyevil: Will
When she gave him that teasing, taunting look, she saw the predator
Waiting for Master in the proper position. It helps me when you
Just because it is sexy
I have dark places in me that actually love the idea of you viewing
I would love it if you could get that look from me because that
Tied tightly and left helpless on the bed until you are ready
Positions are a great turn on for me, but only if they are specifically
littlesylver.tumblr.com/post/108603410266/
onceuponsirsstarrynight: Tumblr shows us all the sexiness of
dom1natus: Indeed I am… Now that certainly opens up some
dom1natus: Are you ready gorgeous? The feminist in me is screaming
dom1natus: Wax is what I play with… Have I told you Sir,
my-naughty-lunchbox: ➳ღ I suspect I have reblogged this
Daily ass photo Sir
dom1natus: No panties rule… you ware them… If I notice…
When you are tying me and I am so quiet and still, head bowed,
The primitiveness of the cold, unfinished iron against her pale
thedeviantthingsilike: I love doing this to my girl. Hasn’t
She waits as instructed, but the spread legs forcing her clit
I am always torn by the paradox that I want to be obedient and
my-naughty-lunchbox: ➳ღ Master’s hand, my mouth,