And just a little sappiness to round out the evening.
Author: bloomtilly
Now, observe, Tilly!
Here is what is wrong with this picture:
Panties. No panties for a spanking. Ever.
His holding hand is on her hip, not on her pussy. Always keep the pussy happy.
Pulling her a little further over his lap will make her more helpless. Spankees should feel helpless.
Unless he is left handed, he got her backwards.
Dominance
Dominance is a whisper.
It doesn’t push, it coaxes.
Dominance is patient.
Knowing the value of what it seeks, it is not rushed.
Dominance is not brash.
It is careful, and considerate in its confidence.
Dominance doesn’t struggle.
It’s a feather-light touch to the small of your back, and a look that sends shivers down your spine.
Dominance is steady.
Like the mountain, it does not bend to the wind, or move to the climber.
The corny is strong in this one.
It seems that living me with no words is becoming a habit of yours, Sir.
I’m here. I wouldn’t go away. I’m always here.
