Instructions on how to be my good girl.
How T and I spent a morning, including cats, a magic wand, some sucking and fucking, and just a little humor.
“There’s something about a man in a suit.” I hear/read that all the time. I consider myself lucky, now, to wear suits infrequently – only to weddings, funerals, and bar mitzvahs. I used to wear a suit every day. Every fucking day. Perhaps it’s because I associate suit-wearing with a particularly painful period in my […]
I’m intimidating. I’m told that, over and over. This always amuses me. If you met me, you’d chuckle at the idea that I’m intimidating. I’m capable of being commanding. Confident. Directive. More often, though, I’m sweet, kind, gentle, warm. I’m most definitely not intimidating. If you’re intimidated by me, you’re intimidated by your own fears, […]
to feel your throat yield as my thumb and forefinger – and the webbing between them – press into it. I want to hear that lovely combination of moan and gasp as your breath is momentarily, just a little shockingly, constrained. I want to know that, though we remain dressed, your pussy has just gotten […]
I’m asked variations on this question often, and I find them all equally baffling. I mean, I suppose I court it, to some extent, by describing myself as “dominant,” so on one level, it seems fair game to ask what, exactly, I mean. Except that what I mean isn’t, honestly, that much. And it’s not, […]
I think the first time I use you, I will, first, ask you simply to kneel for me. And I will stand in front of you, tempting you with my cock. For a LONG time. Before, finally, I will feed it to you. Slowly. Then roughly. Then slowly, gently. Perhaps I’ll come down your throat. […]
We meet. It’s the first time we are meeting. It’s early in the day. You have given me your sexual bucket list. My charge is to cross off as many items on it as possible. I have gotten to know your body – tall, dark, curvy – with the images you have sent me. You […]
I’ve entered into a relationship. It’s great. It hits every level of satisfaction except sexually. I’m frustrated and unsure of where to go from here…. It’s unsatisfying for both of us. To me, it feels forced. He is extremely attractive..a catch, smart, business owner-blah blah blah but down to earth and relatable. He would get […]