I miss getting praise for doing well. I miss getting the good girl that I deserve. I miss the good morning texts & overnight texts to wake up to. I miss the concern for my well-being, in general and when we’re playing. I’d be bratty as soon as I had them, but I also even miss rules & protocols.

Me

Remember

Me and you
doesn’t it feel
inevitable?

and let's just say
I miss you

She is His.
His good girl, His needy slut, His obedient fuck toy. Always ready and eager to please Him, she gives herself totally, wanting nothing more than to earn His praise, and His desire to possess her completely.

When do things stop being so hard? I escaped the job from hell for my beautiful home to be turned into the home environment from hell. When do I get to stop fighting for fucking peace of mind and peace in my own home?!

You get so goddamn sick and tired of having to fight for/through everything though

I adore thinking
you might be thinking
about me

me belonging to You

If I could find
a way
to stop thinking
of you
naked
I still would
not stop

I miss having a Dominant partner who puts me under edging orders...

Right up until I have a Dominant partner who puts me under edging orders 😆

when they know
exactly what you
need

taking you to the extreme
never will I leave you
alone

Be a slut
Show your body
Have all of the safe, consensual sex you want
Be kinky
Horny post
Masturbate
Read/write smut
Watch/make porn

Just a reminder that being sexual is okay 🖤