
Experimenting with some more “narrative” pictures… Giantess, anyone? 🙂
Place to post my stories.
f/f spanking stories/ 18 and above
(Formerly Miss D) A place for me to journal about my BDSM lifestyle
Keep Looking Back Over your Shoulder
Sharing my authentic self (mature audience only, please NSFW)
Married submissive: The love, the kink and the connection.
[No cats were harmed in the making of this blog. They all love to be spanked.] Exploring the psychology 'behind' spanking through fiction and poetry. Because, nothing says 'I love you' better than a red, sore, bare bottom. Comments welcome and discussion encouraged. I believe spanking between consenting adults leads to closer and more intimate relationships. Spanking is not a kink, not a fetish, not a lifestyle, but rather, a healthy and honest means of communication. Let your mind free and respect will follow. Contact me lurvspanking@gmail.com
NSFW; F/F Spanking Stories
Place to post my stories.
f/f spanking stories/ 18 and above
(Formerly Miss D) A place for me to journal about my BDSM lifestyle
Keep Looking Back Over your Shoulder
Sharing my authentic self (mature audience only, please NSFW)
Married submissive: The love, the kink and the connection.
[No cats were harmed in the making of this blog. They all love to be spanked.] Exploring the psychology 'behind' spanking through fiction and poetry. Because, nothing says 'I love you' better than a red, sore, bare bottom. Comments welcome and discussion encouraged. I believe spanking between consenting adults leads to closer and more intimate relationships. Spanking is not a kink, not a fetish, not a lifestyle, but rather, a healthy and honest means of communication. Let your mind free and respect will follow. Contact me lurvspanking@gmail.com
NSFW; F/F Spanking Stories
Loving red bottom, accentuated by those heels! I’m not quite following the story line though…more detail, please! XOXO
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Fee-fi-fo-fum… what a lovely shade of bum!
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She had nurtured all sorts of tangled feelings about “being seen” for almost as long as she could remember – feelings which had been greatly heightened ever since “the incident”. It was time, she kept tellig herself, to figure out what “being seen” meant for her.
But this was just taking things way too far!
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