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saythankyoumaster: You are mine. You belong to me. I know you better than you know yourself. I will break you. I will recreate you. Do you trust me? Do you trust me fully? Are you ready for what I’m about to do to you?
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sadisticgames: The clips hurt don’t they? The biting agony? Then tension that I’m holding against it? This is going to be a little test of faith. Do you trust Me completely? I am going to count to three, and on three, you will take a large step
“Do you trust me?Do you trust me not to break your trust?”A bath ran upstairs and a towel and bandage offered towards the Doctor. The confusion was obvious, but the nerves even more so. He wasn’t entirely sure what was happening, but he trusted
clarabeau: theyankeecandle: madame-vashtranerada: blackberrycreek: stepone: clarabeau: Ladies, I am holding out my hand. Do you trust me? I need you to open Google Maps. Locate your nearest mall. Get in your car. Drive to Yankee Candle. Past the
mjalti: I hate it when people ask “do you trust me” like …don’t call me out like that ……..the answer is no
incorrect48quotes:Annya: Do you trust me?Sakura: You’re not gonna try and kiss me again, are you?
arupakas-blog: greek mythology x ske48 || yagami kumi as orpheus “Do you trust me?” That grin. There was something unsettling about that grin. Kumi squinted a bit at her, at Shiori, and, although every part of her brain screamed at her not to trust
i-believe-in-melinda-may: agentsofoakenshield1701: i-believe-in-melinda-may: fructoselollipop: “Do you trust me at least? Do you?” “Yes.” I’ve seen this over a hundread times on my dash and in the tags and it breaks my heart
diet-poison: “Do you trust me?”“I trust you.““Alright. Now open your eyes.”“I’m flying!”
clarabeau: theyankeecandle: madame-vashtranerada: blackberrycreek: stepone: clarabeau: Ladies, I am holding out my hand. Do you trust me? I need you to open Google Maps. Locate your nearest mall. Get in your car. Drive to Yankee Candle. Past
wasthatnotsideblog: just gonna say this: if someone has social anxiety and they ask you something akin to ‘are you mad at me’ or ‘do you hate me’, it isn’t because they don’t trust you, it’s because their brain literally tells them that
mischiefimagined: misusedmuse answered: COSPLAY. SOMETHING COSPLAY. idk what but yes. ovo “Do you trust me?” “…what?” “…Do you trust me?” “…yes.” http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sVxUUotm1P4 Thief/Street Rat and Prince(ss). It’s
submissive-seeking: art-of-domination: “Do you trust me, baby?” “Yes, Sir. Always, Sir.” “Will I ever do anything to break that trust, baby?” “No, Sir. Never.” “What happens if a scene gets too intense, baby?” “I use my safeword,
tekstelart:“Do you trust me?“ Edit: This is consensual, please do not misinterpret it as non-con
corbeezyyy: fierceblackwomen: aalante: naaraixo: kill-samurai: !!!!!!!!!!! When you have 2 jobs and still broke ^ when 99% of your life is spent working but you’re still broke @crime-she-typed us When you have two good-paying jobs, your wife
housewifeswag: perksofbeingabrianna: clarabeau: theyankeecandle: madame-vashtranerada: blackberrycreek: stepone: clarabeau: Ladies, I am holding out my hand. Do you trust me? I need you to open Google Maps. Locate your nearest mall. Get in your
thenerdysubmissive: “Do you trust me, boy?”“Yes, Sir, completely”“Good, because I trust you to let me know when things are too hard or soft for you. Give me as much feedback as you can, I want you to enjoy our first night together. Never forget,
blackberrycreek:stepone:clarabeau: Ladies, I am holding out my hand. Do you trust me? I need you to open Google Maps. Locate your nearest mall. Get in your car. Drive to Yankee Candle. Past the seasonal pumpkin display, near the back of the store, you
eurotrottest: findingmywayto-me: thelady-gofuckyourself: siawrites: clarabeau: theyankeecandle: madame-vashtranerada: blackberrycreek: stepone: clarabeau: Ladies, I am holding out my hand. Do you trust me? I need you to open Google Maps. Locate
art-of-domination: “Do you trust me, baby?” “Yes, Sir. Always, Sir.” “Will I ever do anything to break that trust, baby?” “No, Sir. Never.” “What happens if a scene gets too intense, baby?” “I use my safeword, Sir.” “Will
daddysbottom: “Now, doesn’t that feel good, boy?” “Yes, it does, coach. That is fucking awesome!” “Good. Now do you trust me? I can show you a lot more pleasurable things we can do together.” “I trust you,
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bonus-hole-fag: funporncollection: “Do you trust me, boy? Do you trust your Daddy?” “Yes , Sir.” Ohhhhhh, this is perfection. Fuck me like this forever plz
misselizabethbennets: - Do you trust me?- I trust you.
tardreryen:mothermishy:You guys just have to trust me on this one and click here okay? @fairyneko omg Kitty. Do it.
happilysistoy: xxxanythinggoes: Do you trust me baby?… Oh yes. I trust you.
presumably-in-no-kuntrol: Do you trust me? He asked, his eyes holding her gaze. He would never harm her but did she believe that? If she flinched, should she pull away he would know her trust in him was restricted. Should she remain still, fearful but
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frozenrope69: underview: Let it go, let me hear that gasp that awakens the beast inside me, that makes me want to ravish you. Trust me, you will never again deny me that gasp…
pandoramarsh: me: I hate cliches. They’re unoriginal and overused and repetitive and -the story: “Do you trust me?” “With my life.”me, sobbing: fUCK-
fiftyshadesofgrey2011: “Do you trust me Ana?”Ana! “Yes,I do.”I respond spontaneously, not thinking…because it’s true-I do trust him.“Well,then"he looks relieved. "The rest of this stuff is just details”“important
poodelle: 1blck7: When you have to hold the mcdonalds bag in the car so you eat fries out of everyone else’s fry and then take the one with the most when you get home This is my aesthetic
tdenialman: denial-captions: Do you trust me? A ruined orgasm can be “relief” from all the built up cum and pressure, so even in pain and struggle, she is looking out for you. The joy she gets from watching you in those intense moments is just
kumafeels: ‘Medusa - Do you trust me to take care of you?’ ‘Aurora - Oh the things I want to do to you….’ THE BOTH OF YOU. STOP IT. STOP IT. MY POOR GAY HEART CANT TAKE THIS. THIS IS TOO MUCH. THERE IS ONLY SO MUCH I CAN TAKE.
Marlo: Why do you trust me so much?Jean: Because you remind me of someone I hate…that idiot.
her–daddy: Do you trust me? Always trust my Sir
