Cracked Rear-view

keep looking you fucking skank whore… my secrets are my own. but we ALL know yours…

and just for the record… whenever i hear your name… i hear this song in my head.  have a great day, cunt!!

Today, I found the solution to the end of the world in 2012: If the world ends on December 21st, 2012, then, on the 20th, I’m gonna hop on a plane and go to Australia (I live in America) When I get there, it’ll be the 22nd. (because of the time difference). I’ll never even see the 21st. And, therefore, if the world ends, I’ll be the only survivor. MLIA

just a peek

a little more

my right breast, saturday 1/23/10

same breast, 1/24/10

i had a chance to play with @thekinkyempress last saturday…. she couldn’t wait to get me into a set of zippers….

1. do i want a Dom/me?

2. if i do, do i want it to be my other half?

3. if i do want it to be him, can he do it/is he willing?

4. if he isn’t willing/i don’t want him, can he handle it being someone else?

i have to do some serious searching in the weeks to come.

more questions are running around in my head.

do i want our relationship to become poly?

that is a HUGE one right now.

i’ll admit that the idea of being poly sounds great, but am i mature enough to handle everything that comes with it?

i’d love to say ‘yes’ but i’m not so fure. i know myself fairly well….

so-i’m not quite sure where i’m at.

i enjoyed being topped saturday (look, i know i wasn’t ‘really topped’, she was just toying with me)

either way, i enjoyed it.

i guess i have to do more research, ask more questions, and more importantly-be true to myself…..

–K

rope over my upper arms, around my ribs, down my back, separating my breasts.
and one piece between my legs.
he enjoyed watching me lose my freedom. the light in his eyes grew brighter with every loop that was added.

then she said, ‘come with me’.
with restricted steps, i followed her.

she bent down to her bags, and began to ponder what she would use on my willing flesh.
pulling out the crop, she had a gleam in her eyes that excited me.
gently, she applied the crop to my chest. not hard, more like a lovers caress.

i enjoyed it. but, i also knew that the gentleness wouldn’t last too long.

the sting of the crop came all at once.

no build up.
no warning.

the biting sensation was on my nipples, the sensitive undersides of my breasts…all over.

i couldn’t escape it.
i didn’t want to.

he was watching the beating she was giving me. enjoying the pain i was enduring.
i knew he was looking forward to when he could be the one inflicting it, not just a witness.

the crop was losing it’s attraction for her, so she pulled out the zipper.

i KNEW she would have one on  me at some point tonight, but i didn’t think it would be so soon.

as she was attaching those evil clothespins to my already abused breasts, i looked at his face.
he was enjoying this as much as she was.

everyone loves a smartassed red head