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    Planting the Seed.

    Tuesday, April 29th, 2008

    Master is gone and I have FAR too much time on my hands so my apologies if I make no sense whatsoever.
    I suspect I’m being manipulated, but Master is very good at it, and it’s very subtle and it’s just subtle enough that I’m not sure.
    It all started with my favorite color. Master tells me [...]

    Here, there be smut.

    Monday, April 28th, 2008

    Master kept the breast theme going this weekend. My ta-tas have had an extreme workout! Stick a fork in them, they are DONE.
    I shouldn’t ought to say that, huh? He probably would stick a fork in them, mean old bastard. (Have you seen the pictures/video clips of women with those long skewers going straight through [...]

    “Who’s to say that love needs to be soft and gentle?”

    Sunday, April 27th, 2008

    "No woman truly knows what she is, until she has worn a collar."

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    Anticipation, Anticipa-a-a-tion!

    Saturday, April 26th, 2008

    There are wicked plans in the works. In a couple of hours the house will be kid free, we’ve napped, there’s a closet full of toys and I’m about to go get “slutty”.
    Fear and desire make for an intoxicating cocktail.
    ~cunt

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    [...]

    Slippery When Wet

    Friday, April 25th, 2008

    The Master’s biggest frustration? A nipple so slick with blood that the clamp won’t stay on.

    The cunt’s biggest frustration? A pussy so slick with greed that the vibe won’t stay in.

    But never fear! Turns out they make clamps that don’t slip - no-how, no-way.

    I did not, however, manage to dry up [...]

    Since we’re on the topic of breasts…

    Friday, April 25th, 2008

    Aren’t these just absolutely the sexiest pair you’ve ever seen?

    Those nipples are amazing!
    From Hogtied, of course!
    The breast theme is continuing… stay tuned!

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    Coincidence? I think not!

    Thursday, April 24th, 2008

    It was only a few days ago that I was explaining the "bed of nails" theory to Dan and Bethie in regards to mass amounts of clothespins. For anyone who doesn’t know, the theory is that using a lot of clothespins actually hurts *less* than using just one or two because the pain spreads [...]

    Learn Yourself!

    Wednesday, April 23rd, 2008

    So I took this personality test at Learn Myself (thanks Min!). I won’t post the whole thing because I realize it’s only very interesting to myself, but some of it made me grin.
    You feel strong cravings and urges that you have difficulty resisting.
    You tend to prefer short-term pleasures and rewards over long-term consequences. (see [...]

    The Color Purple…

    Tuesday, April 22nd, 2008

    …inspiring sadists everywhere.

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    For Whom the Bed Calls

    Monday, April 21st, 2008

    Some days
    looming astronomical orthodontist bills and family cell phone plans(which one, ffs??) and four forgotten baskets of laundry with MOM!-I-need-to-wear-this-today! and rabies shots and what-the-fuck-is-that-squeal-coming-from-the-car?? and seventy-eight-freaking-dollars for one tank of gas and a 3-day a week part-time job that is suddenly SIX days a week plus twice on Tuesday(!!) and, btw-mom? I’m-flunking-algebra [...]

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