C. Quinn (aliascquinn.tumblr.com)
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She told me was a storm, and she meant to warn me. Storms are unstoppable, natural, ferocious. I should be scared. But in her eyes I saw a light that no storm could hide. And so all I heard was that she was unstoppably, naturally, ferociously inevitable
Sharing is caring. Time for cleanup, pet.
When I think of the next time I see you (which happens undeniably often), this seems to come up about every other thought. Hmmm. ‘Mine’ has such a delicious taste, as it rolls off the tongue.
This brought you so powerfully to my mind. Between the tattoos and that smile… oh and maybe another something about this photo which I can’t quite place (;
As much fun as it is to use her mouth hard and fast, it is also fun to let her show you what she’s learned. To relax and let her worship your cock with her tongue.
You are both bound to and lifted by my will. Cuffed and carried.
Been having a lot of quiet days, lately.
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Shower her in your love.
Patient but attentive. Eager to serve.And such a cute little puppy, too!
Your mouth is my favorite way of getting clean.
Blowjob training can be made even more fun when you bring another eager cocksucker to the party.
She teases her Sir with naughty pictures while he is at work, because she knows if she’s a tease he’ll come home hot, hungry, and prepared to remind her of her place.
Unwrapping you is one of my favorite moments; I can’t wait to live it every single day.
Her reaction to feeling your total control is just as it should be: she licks her lips as she is consumed by eager anticipation for what it will mean for her future.
Relish this, little one.
Her fear at being caught, exposed, is chased away; it is absorbed as just one of the many thrilling sensations she is experiencing, dancing across her senses along with her fingers, the hot spray, and the teasing wind.
i have a question for you guys
Every part of her body belongs to him. Her perfect princess behavior in public is a sharp contrast to her eager willingness to let him use her in whatever way will bring him pleasure.
Your mouth is just another hole for me to fuck when the mood strikes me.
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A fine line indeed, this game we play. But there are things you will never fear to doubt, little one.
How are you doing?
“Arms down.” He could feel the tension, the hesitance, and his cock throbbed all the harder for it as she unwrapped her arms from around his waist and dropped her hands to her knees. She relaxed and gave over any last shred of her illusion
What a lovely pair of good little girls, sharing something so precious to each of them.
Mounting you, forcing your legs wider, opening you up for me. Your consciousness narrows to the tips of your fingers furtively scratching that unending itch and the piston pump of my cock as I wrench my pleasure from your tight body.
He could see the strain in her face and feel the tension from inside her. Forced to play with herself but not allowed to cum.Her reward was his smile, slightly cruel, slightly proud.
Great eye contact, clearly she enjoys her place on her knees for him. But that bratty attitude at the end… someone is liable to get it up the ass for that kind of petulant demand. What’s the matter slut? You did ask to get fucked. Let this be a
“Let’s just say I didn’t hire her for her typing skills, Ted!”
That’s right little girl. Use that pretty little mouth for something better than sassy backtalk, and maybe Daddy will give you tingles later.
That’s right little lady. You know just how I like it. Eyes up while you worship my cock.
“…I could have missed the pain, But I’d have had to miss the dance…” Excerpt from an amazing song
Let me be your safe space…
I’m going to show you the difference in our strength today, pet.
Your body is my favorite toy - your submission, my drug.
“Bedtime? Oh no baby, tonight you get a special treat for being so good for me lately.“ She spent close to an hour between us before her eyes rolled up into the back of her head. I guess it was past her bedtime after all.
I love all of you, even the parts of you that are rough and raw and you don’t fully understand yet. The parts which push me away or hurt me as you continue on this lifelong journey to find yourself and happiness. I wouldn’t miss the adventure even
And who does this belong to, pet?
Firmly controlling both the pace at which I take you, and whether or not you even get to breathe, making you fully accept and revel in your surrender. Every time I tighten my fingers your whole body clenches, wondering if I’ll let you breathe or
Tonight I won’t wait until we get home. You’re mine, any time, anywhere.
Cooperation is a beautiful thing. You’re working together for his pleasure; don’t forget that.
I love it when you bring your friends home to play when they start talking about how open they are to experimentation, just because they’ve read a book. They quickly realize just how many shades of understanding they were short, and how much better
I had this exact thought about you earlier today, but it wasn’t you sitting next to me in my car. As the rain fell, it did little to wash away wistful memories.
I can physically dominate you completely with just these two hands, girl. Never forget that. You are fully under my power.
You won’t be needing those for the rest of the night, baby. Unwrapping you is one of my favorite ways to unwind after work.
All of you is open to whatever perversion will bring me pleasure.
Sometimes a lesson can only be learned on the other side of a smart bottom.
Someone’s been eagerly awaiting tonight, hasn’t she?
She’s been waiting for him all day, as he has for her.
I want to see the contentment in your eyes as you surrender to me.
Your luxurious mane has always been the envy of your girlfriends, styled gracefully into the latest fashion. You have complained in passing that it’s just so much work, but then offer nothing but a small smile as a response when they ask why you
If you had been a good little girl you wouldn’t be in this position. Corner time will give you a chance to think about the consequences of your actions.
Buried treasure.
Lovingly devoted.
These words sate a need deeper than any physical sensation can reach.