Good Girl, Juls

(Source: confessions-of-a-cumprincess)

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-cream-and-sugar:

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK.

alexandhissubmissivepet:

Choking my little slut

-Sir

(Source: vegas3t)

I absolutely love this look.

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The results of being a brat.

It wasn’t as bad as it appears. Being a redhead and a bit pale, spankings tend to show their evidence for a while…which is actually a bit thrilling. To look at the marks in the mirror, and to think back to the occasion, a sense of pride is felt, along with some wetness between my lipps.

alexandhissubmissivepet:

So hot

-Sir

The quandary of being a brat…

When I’m called a ‘good girl’ I flush with pleasure and feel warm all over as heat shoots through me to pool between my legs.  I can feel myself become wet almost instantaneously.  On the other hand, being a good girl presents itself as a challenge and I don’t want to give in to the submission it represents. I feel foiled that I ended up being a ‘good girl’. So it makes me wonder….which do I crave the most - the pleasure of pleasing him, being a brat with passionate behavior and passionate results, or the deep down powerlessness that comes from a coerced sense of submission (verbal or physical)?

I can’t admit that I want to submit, but yet I know I want to because I detest the displeasure I would receive if I didn’t and knowing I failed. Some things I would actually submit to quite readily….sucking cock, displaying my ass for show and use, putting on a show (undressing, masturbating, giving his friend a blow job, flashing in public, etc).  I probably submit to performing these things so readily because they excite me so and I want to do them, it’s not just for him. It can be fun to be a brat….winning small self-imposed victories I set. 

It’s incredibly frustrating to be overpowered. I’ll fight until I can’t anymore. The closer I am to my defeat, the more frustrated I become, the more I will struggle and the more sarcastic my barbs will become.  Passions rise and bodies become aroused, but eventually I will tire. My struggle will stop and I will quiet. Defeat…or is it really what I wanted in the end, to be overpowered?

Powerless I give in….waiting for and craving what you have in store for me.  Just don’t make me voice that I like what you are doing or want it. If that were to happen I might just die of pleasure or cum.

(Source: spiritualbdsm)

i-will-call-you-sir:

Bound and vulnerable
Ravage me first with your eyes
I want to hear your breath get ragged
I want to feel the heat pouring from your body.

Then I want to be taken.  Hard.

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