Built from experience. Designed for practice
I needed to find a way out. A way to reawaken my much needed libido. I talked to my doctor and he reminded me that the best tool you have is your brain. “Re-wire that”, he said, “and the rest will follow.” I’m glad he’s not a pill pusher, or a man to just brush it off. As it turns out, he was right.
Idle hands are the Devil's best friend.
while my mind is full of constant what if’s and why not's, my body needs closeness and intimacy, even pain, using our dynamic and play as a way to relieve the tension. My body is confusing the increase in adrenaline as a preparation for my masochistic desires.
What is it about Fishnets that scream sex appeal? Just sliding the gauzy fabric over my legs makes my head fill with sexual tension.
What type of woman will his wife be interested in? Someone thin with perky breasts and narrow hips? A bigger woman with voluptuous curves and plenty of spaces for handholds? Does she prefer brunettes or blondes? Maybe the cute redhead in the corner.
Having him find me like this, mostly naked, skin covered in welts, my ass bright red. The brush stuffed between my opened legs, his cock in his hand, watching me, is all it takes.
I asked Mister K to make me some lingerie, and he exceeded my expectations (once again)!
No good in a bed, but fine up against a wall.
I’m always in awe of photographers. You know the ones who can make any lansdscape look like a secret haven, or show the feeling in the room instead of just the people. I take a lot of photographs, but I have yet to learn the skills to become this proficient.
I’ve worn rope before, to parties or under my clothing. I enjoy the snugness of it, and think it’s a great accessory to any outfit.