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A Protein Shot

What’s better than a nice juicy shot of protein?  Doesn’t matter what time of day…..feeling that smooth hard cock fill my mouth, and tasting that cum dripping into my mouth, down my throat…..mmmmmm, lip licking good.

morning cum


Tree huggers

Was she out hiking, enjoying the fresh air when she encountered a group of “hunters” out for fun?  Were they tired of their men only weekend?

Her full tits must have swung teasingly below her blouse, making the bored cocks rise quickly.

Bound or not…..she sure seems to be enjoying herself, but I bet she wants a taste…I know I would. 🙂


Lingering Shadows

Master and I try to be pretty cautious about who we or I play with but even with that I recently had an unpleasant experience.  I consider myself a pretty “hard” person but even for me this has had an effect.

Happily it is not longer a lingering thought….but every once in awhile it raises its ugly head and I can’t help but think about those with far less experience…..both bdsm and life under their belt.

I have written on occasion about “mcdoms” and the danger they pose, for some reason there seem to be plenty of young inexperienced women out there who fancy themselves as subs or slaves and I what I have seen tells me that most of them don’t know what they are getting into when the jump in feet first.

There are many theories out there about people, both male and female, getting into bdsm because of some traumatic childhood experiences…..well if that is followed up with being taken advantage of by some fake piece of crap….what will the results of that be?

Sadly when something like “Shades of Grey” become mainstream, it does not help.  People in the bdsm life who can be trusted will NEVER try to meet a stranger in any “unsafe” place, they will NEVER expect you to not have a safe word, they will NEVER expect you to put yourself at risk.

If you read my post you might get a feel for how bad experiences can leave a lasting affect, but essentially I want to express that caution is never a bad thing.  Protect yourself, don’t just fall for “the right words”, stay safe.

Even I still have lingering shadows…..they run through my mind when I least expect it.

Making Time

Work has been so crazy lately I barely have time to breathe.  Now visitors are coming and other important projects are on the horizon so the next month will be a wash.

So knowing how squirrely I get I have made a pact to myself to take time each day to do either an added walk or swim, or to take time to write.  No matter how short it is, even finding an inspiring picture to add a blurb to will help distract me for a few minutes.

So here is blog entry number 1, dedicated to my beloved Master….and his taste for violating me….oh my 🙂

She could feel the cool air of the air conditioning, she could no longer hear him as he had left the room.  She could not help but wiggle as her clit throbbed, she could feel her face heat as she remembered her words “We are both so busy, when do we have time for fancy?”

In seconds he had his hand on her hair, forcing her to the ground, dragging her to the shower and that answered her question. Ass upnow. He was going to find the time…..and she trembled thinking of the “fancy”.

Somehow she knew this would be something she would remember and feel, for awhile.