Dumped By Your Dom?
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Posted:Mar 13, 2022 10:51 am
Last Updated:Jul 15, 2023 12:05 am 7792 Views
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The following is 100% accurate as I am a recent dumpee...
By Dorothy C Hayden CSW
A psychotherapist looks at why breaking up is hard to do in a D/s relationship -- and how to survive the split.
"Whatever has a beginning has an ending: make your peace with that and all will be well. --The Buddha"
THE BREAKUP
Submissives in the throes of a breakup with their dominant often ask me if I think the pain of relationship breakup is different from "vanilla relationship breakups and how they can make sense of the feelings of horrific loss, confusion, anger and disorientation that they feel. First of all, I think the dynamics of Dominant submissive (D/s) relationships are very different from "vanilla relationships. Different dynamics give rise to different feelings about relationship loss. For the submissive individual, the bond of relationship is everything. Being a bottom offers fulfillment by enabling the submissive to feel merged with another human being. The bond to the dom is an intense one, giving meaning, value, fulfillment and a sense of identity through the activities of serving and pleasing. For some dominants, however, an intimate bond is harder to achieve, as he/she sometimes treats the partner almost as a nonentity. A slave, after all, is a nonexistent person to the dom in whose eyes the sub may have less and less to offer. As a result, the dom often loses interest quickly and consequently tends to want to change partners more frequently to achieve the conquest of having a new slave (who sometimes is more of an object than a person).
After all, it is control and admiration that motivates many doms, rather than commitment to growth, exploration and stability in one relationship. Being a submissive often involves a certain disavowal of self. The self ceases to be a decision-maker or a person capable of exerting initiative while in the relationship. Moreover, the normal identity of the individual is suspended in the process of serving the dominant. Being submissive helps a person to make sense of his life in certain ways: it answers the need for purpose in life, and for a sense of efficacy or feeling that one does have control over one's environment (through pleasing the dominant). The D/s relationship also addresses the bottom's need for feeling that one's life and actions are right and good. The dom's will is an end in itself, an ultimate value for her/his slave.
The submissive also receives a sense of self-worth from his/her relationship to her master/mistress. People need to feel that they are important and valuable. Serving is a way of receiving validation and approval by one who is seen as perfect and omnipotent. And when the one who is seen as perfect deems the submissive as unworthy, the emotional result can be devastating.
The break up thus deprives the submissive of the opportunity for feeling competent; undermines the individual's self worth achieved through being a good slave to an esteemed master; and reestablishes the submissive's (often unwanted) necessity of making choices and taking responsibility from which he/she was sheltered while in the relationship. Now, suddenly, difficult judgments about what is right or wrong to do must be made on one's own. The wishes and commands of the dominant partner have been the ultimate source of rightness and goodness for the masochist's feelings. The demands to make decisions, to accept responsibility, to cope with pressure and crises, to prove of identity is shaken by the breakup of a B&D relationship. For the submissive, the correct course of action had always been to please, satisfy and obey the dominant partner. The relationship to the dominant partner thus had taken over as the major value base for the submissive. Relationship is extremely important to submissives; more so than to their dominant partners, and even more important than sexual activities. All problems of right and wrong had been resolved for the submissive and the anxiety and guilt and doubt that accompany such moral dilemmas had been removed. The submissive needed only submit and obey in delightful dependence.
Finally, the submissive gains a powerful and seemingly viable model of fulfillment in the relationship. The submissive achieves the utmost in intimacy by blending him or herself completely with the partner's will. The submissive also derives strong sexual satisfactions. Thus sexually, emotionally, and spiritually, submission provides intense fulfillment. What happens when the relationship is over? When the dom leaves, the ultimate source of direction, feelings of competency, self-worth and meaning is gone. The result can be psychologically devastating. Especially when it is not her/his choice, the submissive feels frightened, angry, confused, depressed and overwhelmed.
THE GRIEVING PERIOD
Dealing with relationship break-up is dealing with a phenomenon that is a part of our common human heritage: loss. Especially if the relationship was long-term and sometimes even when it wasn't, the same mechanisms of mourning over that which is lost kick into place. You may mourn the loss of your companion, your lover, your protector, your provider. You may mourn no longer being a part of a pair. And if your life has been lived entirely through your dominant, and the person through whom you lived is no longer there, you may mourn the shattering loss of a whole way of life. Some submissives may mourn the loss of the purpose of their existence. And someone who's sense of self was built upon the dom's approving, validating presence, may find that they are also mourning the loss of that self. Knowing what to expect in the mourning process may be helpful in knowing that what you're experiencing is what most people go through when they lose someone they love. Knowing that others have gone through it is to know that you're not alone. How we mourn will depend on our inner strengths and our outer supports and will surely depend on our prior history of love and loss. Often a relationship loss in the present kicks off feelings of unresolved prior losses. Sometimes the loss of someone we love revives our childhood fears of abandonment, the ancient anguish of being little and left. Submissives, especially, who have always related to the dominant as a parental authority figure, are often flooded with intense feelings of fear, rage and abandonment that are residues from childhood traumas..
Generally, the stages of grief are: denial, anger, guilt, acceptance and adaptation. Some disbelief, some denial is a common first reaction. Especially if you didn't see the breakup coming, you may feel like you're in a numbed out state, unable to comprehend what you're hearing. You may spend some time thinking he/she doesn't/couldn't mean it, or thinking they'll come to their senses sooner or later. As the reality sets in, anger is a common next reaction. You hate him or her for abandoning you, especially after you've invested so much of yourself in serving and pleasing . Somehow, in your mind, pleasing them perfectly would ensure that they would always protect and guide you. Now they've betrayed the bond. You feel vulnerable, betrayed, enraged.
Often, guilt and self-recrimination take over. The dom, the ultimate source of good judgment, knowledge and power, must have made the right decision. You feel you must be unworthy. So, of course, you blame yourself. What did I do to drive them away? Could I have been a better slave? Did I not please them? Am I unworthy of their attention? Did they leave for another slave? How is that person able to please where I was not? These feelings are a normal part of this type of relationship mourning. But, as there is an end to the relationship, there is also an end to the grieving of the relationship. You move your way from shock, denial, anger, and guilt to the completion of the mourning. And although there still will be times when you miss your master/mistress, completion means recovery, acceptance and adaptation.
You'll recover your stability, your energy, your hopefulness, your capacity to enjoy life and to invest in other relationships. You'll accept that the relationship is over , and be a wholer and wiser person for it. HELP FOR HEALING If the process of recovering from the loss of your master/mistress seems too awful to contemplate, I've included some tips to recovering from the loss of a love to make the journey a bit smoother.
The tendency will be to blame yourself, because, after all, the dominant is always right. Resist the temptation. Doms may need new models for all sorts of their own reasons which my include, believe it or not, their own shortcomings. So be very gentle with yourself and kind, forgiving, tender. Accept that you have an emotional wound, that it is debilitating, and that it will take a while before you are completely well. And for heaven's sake, don't blame yourself for any "mistakes" (real or imagined) that you think brought you this loss. Get lots of rest, eat well, exercise, remember to take deep breaths, meditate, under-indulge in addictive substances (they retard the mourning process).
Go to your support group (or discover one) and get lots of comfort from people who have gone through similar scenes. People who have survived similar losses can provide support and guidance ,and are proof that you too will survive. Stay close to friends and family. Get lots of hugs. Don't forget to laugh. The telephone is a great tool for support. Use it. The longing to serve may be overwhelming. Don't make the mistake of getting into another situation until you have completed this grieving process. The result could be "rebounds" and you won't be making solid decisions. You don't want to create more pain for yourself. Make sure that you're next relationship isn't a reaction from the former one. Expect to feel afraid. You've been abandoned. The bond, the tie that held you together has been disrupted. You will fear being alone, fear that you'll never have someone to serve again, fear the pain, the desolation and torment that may lie ahead. But remember, fear can help you meet the challenges of life and it will pass. Embrace your feelings; its OK to feel depressed, suicidal (feel, not act), angry, guilty, desperate, alone, homicidal. There feelings are a natural part of the healing process. They mean you've loved. And again, they will pass.
When you can, forgive your dominant. Don't do it for him/her. Do it for your own peace of mind and the quality of your future relationships. And finally, begin anew. Let go of the loss and the pain, know that you are a stronger person, have the courage to begin relating again, and know that you are a better person for having loved.
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Pushing The Limit
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Posted:Mar 9, 2022 2:40 pm
Last Updated:Mar 18, 2022 8:15 pm 7113 Views
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At some point, every submissive hears, "I am going to push your limits. " Giving someone authority to push your limits isn't about a superficial power trip. It can foster greater vulnerability, growth, knowledge and intimacy between two people who trust each other. Equally, it can destroy or ,make someone fragile. It has no place in casual encounters between strangers or newly met.
I don't say the above because I'm a fucking prude or spouting trivial dungeon speak either. Experience has taught me lessons from not listening to those wiser than myself.
It only takes being ch.oked out and taken one time on a first date...
Or, how about the time a sadist had too much to drink and we were in the hot tub chilling...Then he smacked me so hard, with his fist, that I checked to see if my teeth were still in place...
I'm lucky that I am still on this earth. So, communication is of utmost importance and tale your time. Slow down.
This is the theory about limits and the respect you should give them. Someone's limits are going to naturally evolve as the relationship deepens. However, this takes time and effort on both parts. It takes exploration of each other and trying new things to see where your limits are. Did I mention it takes time? For you impatient people, like myself, we need constant reminders, so once again, it takes time.
Don't fall for the first Dom demanding to push limits.
Because I seek out sadists and that is my yen, I openly invite him to push limits, as that is what they do. If you are not into having limits tested, better to pick a less sadistic Dom, as sadists are not for the faint of heart. It is what makes them tick. Expecting he won't is like expecting the sun not to rise or set each day. That being said, there is a difference in one that is narcissistic and one that cares and has a moral compass.
When play impacts you negatively, you need to say so. If you keep your mouth shut for fear of losing that person, then it is an unhealthy set up of the worst kind for you as a human. If that person cares for you, they will listen and adjust. Even sadistic doms should pay heed to their action's impacts. Their submissive's emotional and physical well being is their responsibility That is part of the yen and yang in this thing we do. Power exchange is not a one way street.
If one has no interest in pushing hard limits, due to the emotional or physical impacts, this should be heeded with no question. If they grow interested in changing or exploring them, extreme caution, talking and negotiations should always occur first. And in the case of extremes, connection and communication are paramount.
Having a hard time communicating? You are not alone, as people find it hard to communicate in best of circumstances. However, didn't you come to the lifestyle out of wanting to not have a dull vanilla relationship with no communication? If it was simply to have control or give it up, turn around and go back whence you came.
Lastly, know that even the most experienced of us push too far sometimes when exploring. Doms need to give lots of reassurance and care for their sub if this happens. They should seek a counselor and work out any triggers and develop a deeper connection by doing so.
Looking for a pr.ofessional counselor? Try Kink Aware Pr.ofessionals. My experience with one was phenomenal.
Song with this post
Fighter - In This Moment
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Intimate Moments
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Posted:Mar 2, 2022 5:00 am
Last Updated:May 26, 2023 9:00 pm 6845 Views
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He read the post in silence as she sat on pins and needles. He finished and
she anxiously asked, "What do you think?"
He said intently, "I think it is beautifully written". He paused...
"You know, I am not a stupid man. I know when I have been wrong"
A smile surfaced on her lips. "That wasn't why I wanted you to read it, but thank you."
They laced their fingers into one another and she snuggled up to his side...
Song for this post
Confidently Lost - Sabrina Claudio
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Artistic Headspace Therapy
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Posted:Feb 27, 2022 9:35 pm
Last Updated:Mar 13, 2022 10:59 am 6916 Views
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Whenever I am with him, it just feels right, even if it's wrong.
But what is wrong anyway?
Is it that he can't commit to a. woman?
Of no fault of his own, his traumas have made him this way...
Yes, Damn it! That fucking sucks, says the brat...
Maybe it's the brat, but I require a lot of attention
My life is always changing and evolving. I am an artist for fuck sake!
I mean really?
A highly intelligent, street smart, and cool flower born to hippies...
Who has the sex drive of a in heat when she commits....
highly creative (Can sing, dance, draw, design, and does hair and makeup+), positive attitude and is happiest serving, and a hard worker...
Also, well cultured, traveled, and fun...That's a lot, just sayin'
I think that's why it has lasted this long to be honest.
Okay, tantrum finished.
Quite clearly, we have some soul bond shit to work out ...
Maybe that's the scariest of all, for both of us...
Fucking Sadists...you gotta love them
Anyway...
I listen to music while working driving and at home. Its noise to drown my mind and ease the ever present artist anxiety. This list is some of the music I listen to while shooting p.ool ....
Did I mention p.ool shark in the list of attributes? Yup, it's true...
I won the women's ball championship in 98...It drowns my brain and I enjoy beating a man who is cocky most of all. Ha! More on that hobby later...
Pool Shark Music List
~Low Rider - WAR
~Movin' Out - Billy Joel
~Destroyer - The Kinks
~For The Love of Mon.ey - The O'Jays
~Use Me - Bill Withers
~Bloody Well Right - Supertramp
~Love and Happiness - Al Green
~The Road's My Middle Name - Bonnie Raitt
~Rack 'Em Up - Johnny Lang
~Wang Dang Doodle - Koko Taylor
~When The Levee Breaks - Led Zeppelin
~Night Time Is The Right Time - Ray Charles
~Boom Boom - John Lee
Happy shooting for whatever makes your head noise at bay
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Reality VS Fantasy - Mind Fuckery
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Posted:Feb 23, 2022 8:26 pm
Last Updated:Jul 15, 2023 12:04 am 6684 Views
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This is reality. No games or roles here. Fuck the 50 shades of shit version, or any of the poorly made movies on the subject matter. Reality and desire are completely different worlds.
One of my favorite classes in college w.as Abnormal Psychology., and it still fascinates me today. The human condition, in all it's glorious confusion and struggle to make sense of all the traumas it endures, is a complex subject to explore. It is our own inevitable traumas that make up who we are as adults, as that is where we learn our coping skills, or lack of...Perhaps it is fair to say that as kinksters, we have more than our fair share of traumatic experiences in our past.
One of the reasons I loved BDSM in the beginning w.as due to the fact it seemed to quiet my own demons. It w.as therapeutic and the promise of a Dom leading me through it w.as hopeful. But, I forgot to remember that all humans have experienced traumas that have shaped them. In that search for my Dom, I ran across players, scammers, narcissists', sociopaths, and low self esteem in many . The reality sunk in that my perfect Dom may have his own sheet of traumas.
Long ago, I posted something called The Butcher's Bill. It a well written piece on people and their baggage. A Dom is expected to not carry his baggage into a D/s relationship. How can he facilitate healing in his submissive, if he needs to do his own healing? Then comes the fact that Doms, by their very nature, tend to have a larger ego and need to admit they cannot always handle every problem on their own. They need a professional to facilitate their healing but rarely are able to admit such.
Then I met my lDom, a victim of severe abuse with twisted coping behaviors. That put me through the fucking wringer, but I finally stepped outside of myself and learned more than I knew before. So I had to admit that a person's perception of their self as healthy and just the way they are, isn't necessarily healthy at all. We tend to believe that we are doing fine on our own, and the other person has the problem. It tales a stronger Dom to admit he doesn't have all the answers.
Of course, we all have our own baggage we carry, but our partner shouldn't have to lug it around for us. We need to put that shit in order first.
Song for this post
Fire and Rain - James Taylor
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Pump Up The Volume
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Posted:Jan 5, 2022 3:12 pm
Last Updated:Apr 19, 2022 5:36 pm 7131 Views
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Sasha laid back on the bed with nothing but a camisole on. She spread her thighs and reached between her legs t.o caress her swollen lips. She parted them and then pressed her slick hot folds apart, opening herself t.o bare her throbbing clit. She placed the cylinder over it and tightened it down. Her clit pulsed into the pull of it, swelling instantly.
She t.ugged on it once. It locked onto her skin and her clit swelled in the tube, a dark pink bud, tickling as it filled the cylinder and rubbed on the slick sides. She let out a soft moan and tugged on her already swollen nipples. Her wetness oozed slowly as the plastic vaccuum dangled from her swelled clit. Her head began to swirl. Her wet hole clenched and relaxed repeatedly while she twisted her thickened nipples.
She would await him like this, ready and creamy wet. That was Sasha's duty as his slut. Sasha embraced the responsibility and adored being his fuc.ktoy and cu.msl.ut. she adored being ready to cu.m the instant he entered her. She loved dropping into space instantly and squirting so much that she dripped down his thighs.
As much as she adored pumping her clit, she knew that pumping her whole pussy would be divine...her mind imagined as she used the bullet to bring herself to orgasm , only making her wetter.
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Touch Myself -The Divinyls
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A Love Hate Situation
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Posted:Dec 10, 2021 6:49 pm
Last Updated:May 13, 2023 7:26 pm 6665 Views
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I have a love hate relationship with my country.
Since I was married to a Brit and have spent time in Europe and other parts of the world, I also have a love hate relatio0nship with Americans in general. My parents, being as forward thinking as they were, only set me up for the inevitable discord I have with most of my homeland counterparts.
If I am honest, the moment my late husband passed , I had this impending dread of having to stay in America and deal with the constant close minded ideology of my fellow countrymen. The extremist views of both sides of the political landscape exhausts me with their futile fight.
Every day I am confronted. If I mention my living in the UK, the first question is, "How does she like it there?". The second is usually, "Has she found it hard to get healthcare?" When I say no, they respond, "Well I just wondered since it is socialist medicine" Then they may go as far as to ask me if I don't think it is unfair how they have treated Megan Markle? Really? I give two shits about that self absorbed Hollywood princess wannabe. But their view of the world transcends all reason.
I have lived in many places and chosen mates who were not American for a reason - I wanted to absorb all that the world had to offer me. I could not wait to get out of my town and see what I missing. It all a part of my life plan and I just embraced it and jumped. Much like the paratrooper who jumps out of an airplane, except I had no flag waving loyalty to make me biased in my opinions. I knew the world would offer me a wider view of the big picture and so, I would close my eyes and jump.
Americans tire me out with their ignorance of a whole world. They exhaust me with their inability to see the other side of their arguments which they have justified out with simple blanket statements. They irritate me with their inability to see the whole picture, not just their corner of it. They wear me down with their blinders on and their TV land mentality. I keep saying Idiocracy a genius movie that was highly underrated in its accuracy. If you haven't seen it, rent it and ponder the thought that we are no longer the exceptional. We are the delusional instead.
Song for this post
We Can't Make It Here Anymore - James McMurtry
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Growing Up Hippie In The South Part II
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Posted:Dec 6, 2021 12:57 pm
Last Updated:Dec 11, 2021 3:59 pm 6834 Views
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I posted about being a hippie in the South in the last post. got such a response that I thought I would expound a .
Shrude M.F. & Holding Co.in Charlotte NC was the first place you could bell bottom jeans. My , designed those jeans with a seamstress after seeing them at a fashion show in NYC, also was ahead of her time. My parents owned the store which was the first hippie clothing and head shop in the city. If you don't know what a head shop is, it is where hippies bought clothes black light posters incense, and smoking gear for weed..
Artists from a nearby college did the artwork on the building, as you can see on the right of the photo. They were lined up to the new rage in fashion and hear the band became Marshall Tucker. My first years were spent being held by local hippie and listening all the music they played in Shrude. So I may not be an Old hippie yet, but I was an original flower born in the Summer of Love 🙂
My parents had a commune by 1971, with people living that were dealing with changes in their lives. A drug addict kicking heroine, an unwed , and a cool guy was an artist were our roomates. I marched with my ma while she marched for civil rights, and against the vietnam war. I corrected my Dixiecrat grandparents when they used the N word and believed in all of it with a pure heart.
In her words, "Too bad we did not phone cameras in those days and as I stood between the cops and the attending I had no idea if they were going to book me - but that became a regular part of a business day and I was never arrested, just threatened. Of course, Nikki was in a scarf hanging on my tummy through all until she learned walk. She marched for civil rights, banning war against Vietnam and the draft along with their Mama. Her picture were published in the Observer and was picked up by the APR and went all over the country when this military draft sergeant accused us of defacing the huge flag we painted on the entire wall . I became quite well known with that one - coined as the "flag lady" with the youngest hippies in Charlotte. It was an incredible experience for all of us."
Not on.ly did everyone shop , but we met people like Muddy Waters, the Moody Blues, and Marshall Tucker, because they all shopped at my parent's store when in town. We drove a hearse for a company vehicle with a peace sign on the doors. To say we were unconventional for North Carolina, was an understatement.
Of course, I spent a good portion of growing up wishing they were more "normal", until I learned that normal was overrated, and what was exactly normal anyway?
These days I wouldn't change any of it. I realize how lucky I was to parents I could talk with .
More Growing Up Hippie Playlist
Wooden Ships - Crosby Nash &
Fixin Die Rag - Country Joe Fish
Come Together - The Beatles
Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters - Elton John
Diamonds and Rust - Joan Baez
Purple Haze - Jimi Hendrix
Gladrags and Handbags - Rod Stewart
I wish I wish - Cat Stevens
Fire On The Mountain - Marshall Tucker
Knights In White Satin - The Moody Blues
- Pink Floyd
Jesus Just Left Chicago - ZZ Top
And last but not least, if you do not listen to anything else on my playlist, listen to John Denver reading The Box
Enjoy...
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What's It Like To Be A Hippie In The South?
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Posted:Nov 23, 2021 5:16 am
Last Updated:Dec 6, 2021 11:24 am 7179 Views
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I was the nerdy girl with my head into the footnotes of an album insert, reading lyrics, studying the value of said musician or their work. It came easily with my parents being hippies who owned a hippie store, better known as a head shop, and had a vinyl collection of a couple thousand LP's. It was no wonder I became a music geek with my sights on the industry as a possible career.
My earliest memory was standing on their hearth, with a round brush in hand, singing to various albums that were staples in their playlists. My father had a beatnik jazz and blues influence from New Orleans. My mother had all her rock mixed with a smathering of classic country from her youth. They even explored bluegrass and bossa nova. To say my tastes are wide and vast, is an understatement
Someone recently said they never met someone who had been raised by real hippies, and that it was cool. I just knew I was different than all the other southern peers that looked upon me as a side show. I had seen too much to really be naïve and pure apple pie American. As hard as I tried, I would never relate to those who were brought up with Andy Griffith as their role model. It's funny how being before your time never gets you major points until later.
All that aside, I realize that my parents will undoubtedly remain the coolest people I ever met. "
Growing Up Hippie Playlist
Helpless - Crosby Stills, Nash, & Young
Woodstock - Joni Mitchell
Girl From Ipanema - Astrud Gilberto
Down By The River - Neil Young
Sexy Sadie - The Beatles
The Lemon Song - Led Zeppelin
This Masquerade - George Benson
Little Girl Blue - Janis Joplin
Shine On You Crazy Diamond - Pink Floyd
The Low Spark of High Heeled Boys - Traffic
I'm Losing You - Faces
I've Seen All Good People - YES
Blue In Green - Miles Davis
Trouble - Cat Stevens
Samba Pa Ti - Carlos Santana
Bell Bottom Blues - Derek and the Dominoes
Mr. Tambourine Man - The Byrds
Enjoy...
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Little Monster Inside
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Posted:Oct 31, 2021 4:00 pm
Last Updated:May 26, 2023 8:50 pm 8385 Views
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Sasha, our trouble has surfaced again. She sat after taking a hit of a popper, and felt the body orgasm overtake her. It crawled from the rush of her heart like tendrils growing and overtaking a wall. The numbness hit her brain and she coasted into an ethereal bliss. Her hands reached up and she freed her breasts one by one with hard nipples topping them. Her fingers reached and twisted each one of them while her pussy wettened immediately. Her vision went slightly blurry and the numb taste filled her mouth as her saliva gushed into it and dripped from the corners of her luscious lips. She let out a soft moan while her mind swirled.
Her Dom lay in wait her as she entered the room and began undress, so ready she could explode. She knelt onto the bed and got on all fours. He quickly rubbed Sasha’s ass and let out a moan of appreciation. His hand slid into her panties and cupped her swollen shaven lips.
“I can feel your heat” a whisper pierced the air. “I can smell your sweet cunt and I want it”
His finger pressed and parted her thick pussy lips and she arched into his finger, her cunt opening instantly and grasping at the air. He caressed her clit and she cried out in pleasure, squirting onto his hand a .
“Mmmm, your fucktoy needs your cock so much” She purred and crooned as she swam in her haze between high and wanton abandon.
Somehow, she was always needy him her. She was always wet and ready. It fascinated him and thrilled him beyond words. She was such a horny bitch that he didn’t ponder how high she was. She became so wanton and sexy crazed when high that he turned his eye to the blatant use which he would not approve of. All he knew was she needed it all the time.
While he slept, she would get up and do a popper to turn herself on and in the quiet black room, she would turn on a porno and play with herself until she came over and over again. A truly insatiable bitch and a challenge her Dom in every way. The question is, will he ever tame her?
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Monster - Royal Blood
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