She said "A celebration of anniversary in this modality of D/s could be considered a day of mourning for the girl you were."

don’t forget to destroy your clocks tonight, walk away from your mortgage, just start driving, you’re free

Incipient, febrile, ablative.... Words that feel good in the mouth

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Carmilla 🩸🖤

//CW - mind break - abuse -dub con “I consent!” She said, with that cute, dopey smile, into the camera recording her. “Session one.” I said, from off camera. I let myself enjoy the moment with a grin before securing my mask and stepping onto frame. Her expression tightened when she looked at me

It's late. The only lights to go by are the dark crimson of the night cycle and the faint yellow glow coming through the viewport. But she doesn't really need to see to perform her tasks, having polished them into the muscles of her arms over a thousand nights just like this one.

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"Camouflage rapier hanger"

Dizzyingly hot!

Still feeling awed by this

“911, what’s your emergency?” “are you mad at me?”

It's not letting my account boundaries blur. It's called "integrating the self" sweetie

One of these moments where having an actual necromancer powered by illness as a gf would pan out

こういうおなごが好き

Swirling yuri in a wine glass and sniffing it. Sets it back on the table, disappointed “Waiter, you told me this yuri was toxic. Clearly, you gave me supportive and affirming yuri by mistake. Take it back. And don’t you dare look at me in the eyes, girl.”

Can't post this to fangsly anyway, so, here. 🦇🔪

I think I just like seeing 'good' people struggle and allllmost win against, but ultimately lose to evil. It's such a sick thrill

that's discomfortslop. you only like it because you don't.

PSA for all the lovely masochists: apparently recent (14 days in my case) blunt force trauma to the tits can cause sub-surface injuries that are detected as suspicious by mammogram/ultrasound machines be smarter than me and maybe don’t bottom for heavy impact that close to your mammogram

Bright

I have a length of brass chain I keep on my desk. Its rings are bright from my fingers running over it again and again. It's become polished and shines as I pass it from hand to hand, no part untouched. It amuses my mind for a while as I work. How bright could you become in the hands of another?

Items belonging to another of the characters I've been working on forever...

Threaded Knight

Pork egg roll, or, preg roll

Lusting after 128gb of ram in a laptop

2026 - the year of linux on the pussy

know what, fuck it, putting some alt text on this 2 years later

One neat thing about me is I can basically guarantee I'm taller than you. Yes, you too. In heels? I'm a tower you couldn't possibly hope to climb.

femme top in heels and minidress stepping on your neck

I'm cooking. Once I'm done with this stupid illness it's over for you perverts

Every day I thank God for lesbians

Every day I thank God for lesbians

God, having a vulva and vagina is so fucking rad I'm going a little feral here

Fevers used to make me horny. Roll around in bed all sweaty and cum-drunk, heavy lidded eyes screwed up again and again. Pass out between and wake up cotton-headed and delirious. It's a shame.

A maid made me drink my piss, I am very thankful for this.

Stumbled through some pretransition pics from well over a decade ago. Somehow I looked older then

"Aw, that's pathetic..." Honeyed with undue warmth and adulation, oozing from their lips, washing over you. Like there's no sweeter word in the world, none more applicable to you. The heat in your face crashes against the chill in your spine. But it doesn't matter how you feel anymore.

You know it's flirting when you start trembling and can't stop

i baked a chocolate cake for a fictional ai once. Also I'm old

When I ask what kinks you're rocking, that does not mean like, oral, fingering, or sucking tits. I mean what crimes are we pretending to commit

Sitting in my comfortable train seat, someone in uniform brings me my coffee, a tray of cheese & fruit. They smile warmly, they murmur "my pleasure" when they serve me. I get a friendly overview of the cheeses before they leave me to my meal and the view. Life is good.

Flush her out with dogs Does she even know the end she runs towards is one of your own devise? Hem her in word by sweetly whispered word, a poem, a song, a dance Build your cage around her bar by bar She'll hang so prettily, still, on your wall

An old drawing - Headspace

Protection A personal piece to explore the meaning of collaring.

Flush her out with dogs Does she even know the end she runs towards is one of your own devise? Hem her in word by sweetly whispered word, a poem, a song, a dance Build your cage around her bar by bar She'll hang so prettily, still, on your wall

Rainy days are for cuddling in bed

I've already gotten freaky enough to lose some normies 😇 let's keep going