i erased everything I had posted and just friends is all i seek.
i can be strong when i have to but i prefer to be quite and shy. Being a slave doesn't mean i'm to be treated as a doormat, and just because your a Dom, doesn't make you my Dom. i "only" and i repeat "only" submit to my Master
i believe that power begins with knowledge.
Besides being a slave, i am a woman also, so treat me with respect.
i'm a poet, writer and a artist. i do love sharing my work with others so if you would like to see more of it, just ask.
i'm a firm believer that you can't ever have too many friends.
May you be blessed with a glorious day.
i used to have some of my poems posted but....
i got fed up with the morons and the dick weeds,
and by the same token piss me off and i'll block you in a blink.
if all you're into it online play don't bother
if you're a sadistic i'm not what you're looking for
If you don't like my profile keep going.
Stop wasting both our time.
people never fail to surprise me at times
life still moves on tick tick tick .......
and yet the memories still remain
i have signed up for the erotic writers challenge;
have just posted my entry in round one
Red Dragon Dance
Sitting in awe, I had always though, cocks where all pretty much the same. Oh, boy was I wrong this time. In amazement I watched his velvet skin, as it twitched and grew. My fingers where just itching to massage him. Watching his uncircumcised cock grow as the tip slipped forth from its hood. Groaning and licking my lips; Master had really blown my mind this time. Seeing that tattoo growing; almost looking like it was alive.
It sure looked like that red dragon was moving with a mind of its own. I wanted so badly to touch it, to feel it and taste it. Seeing his piercings; that trailed down his cock. Those studs made me drool wondering what it would feel like, to go for a wild rough fuck on it.
Half in a dream I hear. “Here you go baby girl, do me good.” I smiled as my hands trembled, like a school girl thankfully I didn’t drool all over myself. Pouring oil into my hand, I rubbed my hands together. The thought of oh goody it’s Christmas and I have a gift, dashed thought my mind. While my eyes glazed over with that wicked sheen.
Kneeling between his legs I grinned, as I touched his sack watching that dragon dance some more. Man, was I loving this red dragon thing, especially sense red was one of my favorite colors. While my right hand grasped and moved up toward the head of his cock. As I watched the oil run down and drip onto my knees, leaving his skin glistening like it was coated in honey. I reached the foreskin and slowly pulled it back seeing his Prince Albert piecing; my mouth fell open promising to ask more questions later.
I couldn’t resist it any longer, my mouth covered the head and I was lost. Sliding my hand back down I slid my fingertips back and forth over his asshole. Hearing his moans, my finger sled in; moving back and forth. Loving his groans of delight I worked harder to please. While making sure to be careful around his hardware. I couldn’t help, adding a little pain to the play.
Taking nibbles on that soft sensitive foreskin, while adding another finger to his ass. Soon had him begging; “Oh, yes, more and Please.” Where frequent words from his lips. And then to his surprise I deep throat him again and again. Feeling his cock growing bigger I worked even harder; loving the way he has melting under my touch. And then his cock began to pulse and twitch as his cum filled my mouth. Working both my hands I sucked and milked out every last drop.
As I slowly came to my senses I was licking my lips. Reminding myself next time no oil, well at least not unless it taste good. Realizing at the same time that; I’ll never look at cocks the same again.
Especially that cock doing the red dragon dance.
Round One - entry for the erotic challenge
guidelines are 25 to 50 lines hardcore
my prompt is massage.