February 2012
17 posts
Always wet. Always ready to get on my back for you...
That post just really made me sad. I want to kneel, to serve a Master worth serving, bask in the glow of his praise, lovingly ache for his pleasure. I need to feel the bite of a collar tightened, the sting of a command given, the brush of his consenting gaze. If I could just dwell on my knees before feet worth kissing, back bowed and breath shortened by his will, his desire and his needs…
My...
