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Sunday Vinyl
Posted:May 19, 2019 6:59 am
Last Updated:May 20, 2019 8:04 am
* Cold Little Heart ~Michael Kiwanuka
* River ~ Leon Bridges ~ Coming Home
* Victim Of Love ~Charles Bradley
* Grass Is Greener ~ St Paul & The Broken Bones~ Half The City
* Fast As You Can ~ Fiona Apple ~When The Pawn.....
* You're A Big Girl Now ~Take 2 ~ Bob Dylan ~ More Blood More Tracks
* Losing My Touch ~ Keith Richards ~ Forty Licks
* Keys To Your Love ~ The Rolling Stones ~ Forty Licks
* 4 Days 4 Nights ~ Kitty ~ Nights

Happy Sunday
Female Orgasms
Posted:May 19, 2019 3:48 am
Last Updated:May 20, 2019 7:01 am

Make Them Count
Posted:May 18, 2019 5:24 am
Last Updated:May 18, 2019 9:06 am
Strike One was a reminder of your impact, the satisfying collision of the belt hitting my unspoiled skin mimicking the way you crash into my heart.

Strike Two was a reminder of your stability, the way you landed another blow on the exact same spot because you knew one wasn’t enough to cause equilibrium.

Strikes Three through Six were a reminder of your patience, building intensity slowly, methodically, meticulously, turning tears into sobs into a body shaking with need for more… rougher… deeper…. violent.

Strike Seven was a reminder of your generosity, giving me exactly what I needed in a violent triple tap, making me scream from the agony of jerking my emotions from me.

Strike Eight was a reminder of your love, a light tap followed by your voice helping guide me through a deep breath, preparing me for the final two, for the culmination of your devotion to my needs.

Strike Nine was a reminder of your sadism, both of us groaning in pleasure as you hit me harder than you ever have before, reaching into my pain, yanking it out of me with a moan, and releasing it into the universe.

Strike Ten was a reminder of your ownership, your hand providing the last blow, skin to skin, your possession massaging my marks, my bruises, my soul, demanding me to let you in, punctuating my release with a quick, dirty, violent fucking release of your own.

Strikes are a reminder of our connection, of knowing you make them count because I can always count on you.

Own me.
Posted:May 18, 2019 1:19 am
Last Updated:May 19, 2019 1:47 am
Talk to me.

Get to know me.

Learn my favorites and least favorites.

Tell me yours.

Laugh with me.

Flirt with me.

Kiss me.

Kiss me some more.

Talk to me.

Talk to me.

Let’s talk about everything.

Laugh with me.

Miss me.

Make plans with me.

Spend time with me.

Kiss me. Kiss me. Kiss me.

Think about me.

Tell me you’re thinking about me.

See me every chance you get.

Talk to me.

Get in my head.

Kiss me.

Put your hands on me.

Fuck me, frantically.

Fuck me, slowly.

Fuck me, hard.

Cuddle with me.

Talk to me.

Sleep with me.

Talk, cuddle, laugh, kiss, flirt, spank, fuck, repeat.

Lead me.

Take control.

Bit by bit.

Lead me.

Praise me.

Punish me.

Adore me.

Encourage me.

Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me.

Spank me.

Hurt me.

Love me.

Keep me.

Own me.

Photo By: Craig Morrey Studios

~ collaredinpearls
"Why I choose to be kinky" Lillie's Blog Challenge.
Posted:May 16, 2019 11:34 pm
Last Updated:May 18, 2019 2:58 am
I, for one, don't believe it was ever really a choice for me. I was naturally this way for as long as I can remember. My very first experience with this lifestyle was with a man twenty years my senior. He was very Dominant and I was naturally very submissive when I was with him. It's also when I discovered my masochistic side. That relationship ended abruptly and I found myself chasing the high I felt in that relationship for years. No one came close to him until about twenty years later. I fell in love with my best friend who happened to be a Dominant. He would take me on a Kink ride of my life for the next fifteen years. We lived the lifestyle daily. I believe I was born with this kink in my genes. It was never a choice. Thank you again for another interesting topic. Please excuse the terrible edit, as I was on my phone early this morning when I first posted this.

Posted:May 16, 2019 5:25 am
Last Updated:May 17, 2019 5:42 am
I’m obsessed with your hands…..strong, calloused, veined, rough, soft, big……hands that grab for me in the kitchen as I make coffee holding my hips and pulling me close, brushing the hair away from my neck to suck on my neck…….hands that reach under my PJs to cup my breasts and pinch my nipples……hands that grab my hair, wrapping your fingers around it and pulling my face toward you searching for my tongue……hands that lay me down, grabbing my panties and slowly peeling them off as your fingertips run goosebumps over my skin…….hands that open, expose, tease, search, invade, and bring me to messy ecstasy over and over and over again

Posted:May 15, 2019 7:00 am
Last Updated:May 16, 2019 5:33 am

Sometimes you just need a Man
Posted:May 14, 2019 6:16 am
Last Updated:May 15, 2019 8:33 pm
Sure you can masturbate and give yourself a wonderful orgasm, but it’s not quite the same is it? I mean soft delicate fingers sliding gently inside you no doubt feel magnificent but sometimes you need a little roughness. Sometimes you need to feel the primal ruggedness of a lust fueled man. To feel the exhilaration of being ravaged by a man whose sole focus is to claim you as his own. To take what he needs from you, leaving you slightly helpless as he does whatever he desires to satisfy his needs. Strong thick fingers rubbing aggressively over your engorged clit, making you moan uncontrollably. Powerful thrusts of one then a second finger pushing between your soft wet folds. With an almost animalistic fury, he pushes deeper and harder etching out sensations you never knew existed. You feel your pussy stretching as he spreads his fingers inside you giving you a beautiful feeling of fullness. His fingers pushing and pressing against every ridge and bump of your now sodden pussy. Your writhing and moans are only a minor distraction to his greater needs. You feel your normal rock steady control being withered away as you are swept up in the frenzy of pleasure. His broad strong fingers pushing up against your G-spot pressing harder and harder. The pads of his fingertips circling over and over you feel yourself building. In and out faster and faster, harder and harder relentlessly he pushes you closer. Over and over his fingertips plunder your spot, a thick thumb also starts rubbing over your clit. The barrage on your pussy both inside and out sends you over the edge. You feel your body contract and contort before the massive rush of release. You try to scream but no words escape. Through star-filled eyes, you gaze up to see him standing there rigid, enraged cock in hand and a glint in his eye. Now it’s time for his needs. Sometimes you just need a man.

Your Touch
Posted:May 14, 2019 5:26 am
Last Updated:May 14, 2019 4:57 pm
You touch me gently like the keys on the piano, running your fingers softly over my skin causing the sweetest sounds to escape my lips…….Your up and down movements skipping across my breasts, pausing to rest on my nipples send goosebumps down my spine as I arch into you……..Your lips kissing and nibbling across my belly and over my hips as your hands begin to part my thighs creates a symphony of feelings deep in my core…….Needing you to taste me as I move my hips toward your mouth eager for your tongue to find my wetness as my mind slowly drifts away in anticipation…….You stop to inhale my scent and kiss my inner thighs as you moan and growl……..Play me, baby, move slowly into my tunnel and elicit the sounds you long to hear from my mouth……..Don’t stop, please don’t stop……

Control Before Submission: A Submissive’s Nature At Odds...
Posted:May 13, 2019 7:09 am
Last Updated:May 14, 2019 5:55 am
Once a submissive puts her submission in the hands of her Dominant, she experiences such peace. So many of the things she had to worry about before are now out of her hands. What will she wear? Will she wake up on time? What if she gets anxious? All the little stresses that were once part of her day to day, are now simple rules, consistent support, and under the supervision of her Dominant’s will. It’s what her nature has been yearning for. Now, she can relax.

But what about all the time leading up to submission? In the time between meeting her Dominant, and his control over her day to day life, she is in charge of all the decisions. She decides who is a prospective . She decides how fast he will earn that title. She decides when intimacy starts between them, and how fast it will progress. It’s so very important that she has control of things during this time, and yet, it’s not in her nature to want such control, or wield it in the presence of a Dominant that may one day be hers.

It’s no wonder so many submissives rush through the screening process on their way towards submission. The temptation to hand everything over to Him as soon as possible much be almost impossible to resist. So hard to resist, that she is willing to do things before she is comfortable, allow him to take liberties with her body and her spirit that most would consider reckless, and hand Him the reins before she feels the complete trust that she should wait to feel.

In the end, though, it’s the fact that she has ALL the control herself prior to submission, and gives it ALL to him in submission, that makes the power exchange so complete and intense, and makes the dynamic so successful.

Hold onto that control little one. I know it’s nothing that you want, and that you yearn for it to be taken away from you. Just hold onto it long enough to make sure you have a Dominant worthy of taking it from you for a long time to come. Then, you can rest. Then, you can let it all go. 🌹


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