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Where it begins... Where it begins... “This,” he said, “is where it begins.” “Your submission begins - and ends - on your knees. In the morning, when I inspect every inch of your body, just to remind you who owns it, you will be on your knees. If you need to ask me for something, you can always do so, but it must be on your knees. And at night, before you go to sleep, I want to you think about your submission to me. What it means to you, what you want and need from me, and I want you to share those thoughts with me. But while you are thinking about it, about me, you will be on your knees - like this.” His hands guided me down until I was no longer merely kneeling on the floor at his feet, but completely prostrate, arms stretched overhead, face down, my body as close to the floor as my spread and folded knees would allow. His hand stroked a line from the nape of my neck to the tiny dimples just above my ass, awakening every nerve ending along the way. And in the moment, I was his, completely and without reservation. firefly flashes~ "Men need to hunt. She obviously understands this. She’s offering herself as prey. Not easy prey. But willing.” |
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10/13/2017 8:44 pm |
very very nice
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10/13/2017 7:48 pm |
It begins in his heart. That feeling, in your heart. The contentment that joins hearts.
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lovely.... "Men need to hunt. She obviously understands this. She’s offering herself as prey. Not easy prey. But willing.”
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