Time

How do we measure time?

How is it that time sometimes flies, and at other times seems to drag on forever?

I am sure that time is dragging very slowly for this lovely lady.

Can’t you feel the pull against her shouders?

The sharp pinch on her nipples, taking her breath away?

What do you think is behind her?

I imagine a loving Master with a variety of cruel whips to satisfy both of their needs.

mmmm I’m jealous 🙂

ttyl….beth

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