He Just Made That Story Up

There ain’t no girl like that!

I saw you first, Mr. Happy Go Lucky, John Cougar Mellencamp

she’d always been a hugger

-There is a charm about the forbidden that makes it unspeakably desirable

-Mark Twain

The most important knot was tightened and in place

He’d placed it perfectly on the spot that always brought about her undivided attention.   It was held just right by two ropes that also divided her pussy.

Quite the diagram He’d discovered:  “bound and aroused in public”

REALLY?  People really think this stuff up?

Yes My pet..apparently someone did, and now you’re going to try it!  W/we will go for an extended walk.  Maybe W/we’ll sit down at a bar downtown…on a stool, and I’ll watch your reaction.  I think it’ll be entertaining for U/us both.  I know I will enjoy watching you squirm as that knot rubs and tugs.

W/we’ll put your coat back on and I’ll install your handcuffs.   you’ll walk back through town with wrists secured behind your back and empty sleeves.   No one will notice  as W/we window shop.  I’ll take your empty sleeve and run it through My arm as if you are holding Me tight.  It’ll be fun!

I wonder what you’ll do IF W/we run into someone W/we know on O/our way home and you can’t hug them?  Maybe that nice smelling lady friend of yours that you always enjoy seeing?  Won’t she think it strange when you don’t give her a hug?  Or will W/we let her in on your little secrets?

When W/we get home I will place you in HEAVY steel and use what I’m sure will be a very wet pussy…properly.

OH…how PURELY evil!   L/let’s go now!

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(or lose) Stand Straight

And the question is:

                         neck or wrists?

What I want

 my mind whirls with a flurry of thoughts.   Slowly isolated…not quite suffocated and the arousal coursing through my veins is intoxicating.  A mixture of fear and excitement….Auto in 10th gear.

If she has too explain, you won’t understand

I’m Alive

I’m alive
oh   oh…..so alive….

I Think About you

And I see MANY possibilities, and fantasize about:
your reaction to the steel
your muffled sounds
your sweat
your smell
your eyes and their expression as you…move into space
your head dropping at the realization…you have no choice..but to endure
your submission
your need for this
your…power over Me?

Please Sir

Wrap me in your rope

Confine me in your steel

Cover me in your leather

Please, my Sir…I am begging you

Please put me back where I belong?

Just you wait…slut!

It won’t matter

How long
How tight
Crossed or parallel
Clamped or pressed
Comfortable or un-
Bit…ball…panel…spider
It won’t be your choice…you’ll offer and I’ll take (if you’re lucky)

I’ve a new attitude…one that’s been dormant.  I see now..oh yes I see now!

I’ll use you without concern…did you come?  Will you come?  It’s no longer an issue.  you’re Mine…I’m reclaiming..
Drip onto the floor…no tissues anymore

Wait?  you have no choice
I decide, I’ve decided

Lies Through Paper Thin Walls

Earlier in the day He’d begun to bleed again.  Always close to a scab…healed but with scar potential hopes had been ripped wide again.

(STOP PICKING AT IT OR YOU’LL NEVER HEAL)

So clever He thought Himself…His 2 & 1/2 reason chirade…and then it began….the bleeding

I wonder…is she somewhere else as she rides His cock?  her arms locked and crossed tightly between shoulder blades with rough unforgiving Sissel.  female breath…labored due to the tightly framed breasts…she fights to keep up with her lungs need…balancing the growing need for permission to come

I listen to T/them through My apartment walls and remember.  I listen to her muffled moans and think…must be a panel gag.

I hear faint slaps and the  resulting muffled squeels…her pain pleasure…her pain His pleasure…

Feeling her heat…warm and moist…tightening around His shaft…explosion.

My bed cold except for the indentation where I lay (lie)

Broken rules with no ending…perhaps His lie was too perfect

T/two Forces

beauty