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The end of the day... The end of the day... At the end of a long day, the only place she longed to be was at his knees. To be comforted by him, cared for by him, to feel his fingers run through her hair and his low, soothing voice whisper in her ear. This is what made her whole. What completed her. Some days she could sit behind her desk and imagine putting herself before him, following his commands, feeling his strength. She could almost feel his strong hands running over her body, letting the warmth of them wash over her. She could hear his voice guiding her, directing her. He had become such a part of her life, that she could feel his presence throughout her day. It helped her feel grounded. By the time evening came, and she could kneel before him and hear about his day and tell him about hers, the feeling of contentment wrapped over her like a warm blanket. She was with him, and he was her home. ~artofdomination  "Men need to hunt. She obviously understands this. She’s offering herself as prey. Not easy prey. But willing.” |
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7/22/2017 10:07 pm |
I don’t want your apology. I want your obedience.
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So very lovely. I am happy for you, that you found your man. for me, i like more spanking and face slapping, hair pulling and all such actions, obey him, in each and every way he asks for...  That way, i find my peace of mind,  then he is my a anchor, my compass, all i need.
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He's really all I need at the end of the day. "Men need to hunt. She obviously understands this. She’s offering herself as prey. Not easy prey. But willing.”
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