tweeted July 15, 2011 for @FTFMaster‘s #FuckToyFriday
Kneel slut.
Knees spread.
FURTHER! That’s right.
Wrists crossed behind.
Shoulders back.
Expose those breasts that are Mine.
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tweeted July 15, 2011 under hashtag #MorningHunger
Can You see the diaphanous webs of lust You leave threaded across my mind?
It glitters in the morning sun of my thoughts, these silken strands of need.
It captures me in the cocoon of Your desire and holds me tight,
Fulfilling the part of my Soul, only You can see.
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tweeted May 13, 2011
And it throbs,
that delicate tissue between my legs,
every single time!
Such power You hold over me..
with the simple word..
MINE.
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tweeted April 5, 2011
If you think you can drive.. then drive dammit!
You realize that I am a sports car, do you not?
A very luxurious one, with nappa lambskin.
Drive me hard… or I will leave you in the dust.
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tweeted February 11, 2011 under hashtag #ValentinesDay
You bind my heart like You bind my wrists… tight, yet with loving care.
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tweeted February 10, 2011 under hashtag #showerporn
Warm and wet. Hot and steamy. Hard. Driving. Slippery. Release.
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tweeted February 9, 2011 under hashtag #SteelRibbons
Your scent hits me like a freight train at full speed.
Raw, intense and carnal.
It makes me quiver with need,
Shake with longing,
Clench with desire.
Your eyes watch me with interest.
They watch me go places I’ve never been.
I am following the steel ribbons of your mind.
Drawing me onward
Pulling me forward
Taking me with you
uninterrupted and without boundaries.
This ride.. this journey..
this welcomed path
may be well worn…
but
it shall not grow old.
Steel ribbons.
You call to me.
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tweeted January 10, 2011 under hashtag #twitterotica
That thick cock of Yours calls to my needy cunt with its glistening wink.
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tweeted January 10, 2011 under hashtag #twitterotica
your breasts tease and entice, ripening My already hard cock.
Mouth waters, juice leaks, fingers search for flesh.
Want you.
Now.
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tweeted on December 16, 2010 under the hashtag #LoveStory
her velvet lips on His fingertips, this was what she loved. Rough with callous and smelling of leather from discarded gloves.
He was hardly in the front door, when He spotted her kneeling… her knees open wide for Him…oh, so appealing.
her downcast gaze was perfect to Him, wrists crossed behind. Boots grazed the floor for only a moment, when lust filled His mind.
With fingers so purposeful, He forgot everything else. she came for Him on His command… she needed nothing else.
T/they were halves made whole, when Destiny decided to throw them together and T/their worlds collided.
Now T/they’re Linked as One, never to be, apart from each other for Eternity.
To have and to hold in Life and limb. The Dominant Man and His Domme Woman, who submits to no one but Him.
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tweeted on December 1, 2010
He said to her “Look at Me, you shall be what I want you to be. Nothing more, nothing less. For Me you’ll live, for Me you’ll confess.”
“All desire for Me, it’s true. Everything for Me and nothing for you.”
“Can you live like this.. a servant, a slave? Can you give me all, yet nothing attained?”
“For you my love, tell me this… is it hell you’ll live … or heavenly bliss?”
“your want, your need to serve only Me, leaves nothing for you. Will your freedom be grieved?”
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my Sire, my Master, for You i obey. The chaos You speak of and such disarray…
is only present in a normal life. Ours is not normal, confess without strife.
For it is here my Love, that i want to be, at Your beck and call on bended knee.
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tweeted on November 27, 2010
The clench of that sacred space at the junction of my thighs is the only tell-tale evidence that I am thinking of You.
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tweeted on November 27, 2010
My cunt burns for Your touch, Your tongue, Your cock. The room full of people can’t see the fire in my groin. But You can feel it, can’t You?
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tweeted on November 8, 2010 under hashtag #AutumninPA
Chase me! Chase me! The leaves called to one another as they danced on the wind like lovers.
Tumbling and stumbling like drunks on a binge, entwined like lovers caught on the fringe.
The leaves frolic in abandoned flight, a consummate coupling of erotic delight.
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tweeted on October 28, 2010 under the hashtag #tease
She thought of him and could feel the moisture dampening her silk thong.
She remembered his luxurious russet hair and could visualize it entwined in her fingers, just as he had done to hers.
She pictured them on the staircase .. her back arched, ass jutting into his crotch,
and the gush between her legs was unmistakable.
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tweeted on October 26, 2010 under the hashtag #coffee
Thank You, @saynine for the push towards a visual!
He requested His coffee, always served naked. Both in the cup and from her. she brought it steaming hot, both in the cup and from her.
she got on her knees before Him, spreading them wide and raised the cup up to Him, her nipples perked in anticipation.
she lowered her gaze until she felt the cup being taken from her hands. His hand on her head was the only thank you, she needed.
she could feel herself become as moist as the steam rising from the coffee mug, because she knew she pleased her Man.
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tweeted on October 25, 2010 under the hashtag #tiesthatbind
Dedicated to all who feel the need to hide from society for fear of wrongful persecution for not ‘fitting in’.
The Ties That Bind
The hollow emptiness
the cold, the hole
The blackness that’s left when You evacuated my Soul
will fill with heat
and lust
and desire
when again W/we meet without the quagmire
of the limits that were put upon U/us
by society’s views of love and trust
and the boundaries they think
that shouldn’t be crossed.
Fuck that! I say.
W/we’ve ties that bind
U/us together through space and time
and love and lust
and need and want.
Come to me Lover
let me be Your slut.
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tweeted on October 22, 2010
Floating invisibly in the corner, i watch You with silent yearning. Can You feel me drawing on Your Soul the way You drew on mine?
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tweeted on October 19, 2010
Your finger against my clit & the wet lick of your tongue on my nipple jolts me enticingly from sleep. Click go the handcuffs.
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tweeted on October 18, 2010 under the hashtag #rainbow
Huge Blue eyes gaze at me from behind a Purple feather mask.
Full lips boldly tinted bright Red part slightly showing Rose tongue grazing pearly Whites.
Brown leather belt cinches the Green satin corset around your hourglass waist.
Gold rings pierce tender Pink nipples and labia, seductively inviting Silver chains to pass through.
I stand mesmerized, as Black gloved hands secure you spread eagle against the wall.
A captured rainbow for O/our enjoyment.
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tweeted October 1, 2010 under the hashtag #BecauseHeCan
Lips slick
Mouth wet
Cock hard
Cunt moist
Nipples erect
Fingers play a symphony to Your direction
Crescendo sighs out a breath to the smile in Your Voice.
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Tweeted collaboratively September 10, 2010 under the hashtag #gagged
He said He was offended
And I received the punishment for the offense.
you are not to say those words again.
He inserted the bit into her mouth and buckled it around the back of her head.
Now, My little pony… ask me again if I want a gift.
She knew He was watching her, even though her eyes were downcast and she could hear Him move away.
she felt Him opening the buckles of her gag and He pulled it off her head.
She thought she was getting a reprieve from her earlier mistake, but He replaced the bit with a ring gag.
“Perhaps, I would like to use you later, pet. This way, you’ll be ready for Me.”
Now.. she thought.. W/we can both be happy. she relaxed into her harness.
He enjoyed watching her look of wonder, as He strapped on the thick leather blindfold and she drooled on her belly and breasts.
“FOLLOW” was His command as He tugged on her leash and collar.
“you will wait for Me on your knees while I shower.” He guided her carefully through His house as she walked tentatively, unsure of her bearings … again. He enjoyed her being ‘off balance’.
“KNEEL SLUT.” And on the cold tile floor, she knelt.
He reached for her cunt and felt the natural need. “Hmmm… again you show your true self,” He whispered into her ear.
He turned the knob.. HOT.. and steam filled the room. Another moist area was created.
Sweat bloomed on her upper lip and forehead held tight by the leather.
Her now wet locks dripping down her face, matching her aching cunt.
He observed that she’d spread her knees apart as she’d been taught. Always… be ready for Me… available for My use.
He loved all of her… but ESPECIALLY the slut inside. Always guarded.. hidden by her.
Brought out by the simple realization that she was under His control. she could be herself without feeling embarrassed or ashamed.
she could ‘let go’ with Him without judgment. He’d seen to that. He had always known what was inside His little princess.
He guided her under the water and she didn’t know which dripped more… her need.. or the shower.
she felt Him wash her body, loving and caressing her skin. her breasts ached for His touch.. but He was denying her.
Mewling with desire behind her gag, she leaned into His chest. “Now, My little pony… what is it that you want? Hmmm?”
“Is it this?” He asked as he tweaked her nipple. “Or is it this?” The assault on her cleft had her gasping for air.
“My pet wants this, does she?” His thick fingers pushed into her, causing her knees to buckle.
Bringing her to the edge of climax…. He removed His touch.
“Do you remember what I said? Do you remember what brought us here, to this point, pet?”
she nodded her head affirmatively. she learned her lesson. she wouldn’t ever ask Sir again if she could buy Him a gift.
Next time… she would just buy it. …
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Tweeted September 5, 2010 under the hashtag #bondage
He removed His leather belt and tightened it across her mouth.
Then wrapped it around her head and traversed her eyes.
It was a loose fit and she could still see if she wanted to, but she dare not look and firmly squeezed them shut.
He guided her hands around her back and shoved them down the band of her jeans.
Dragging His fingers around her waist and front to her thighs, He traced a line down her calf and crossed her ankles.
She knew not to move… what would He do next?
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