Tag: Sir

neverwasteadirtymind:

When you feel you have fucked up.

When you hate yourself.

When it is hard to get out of bed.

When you can’t face the world.

When it seems impossible to get through another day.

You come to me, Tilly.

You let me talk you through it.

Let me give you some perspective.

Let me coax you out of that dark place.

Let me show you the light.

Give me your hand.

Let me put you back on your feet.

Show you you the direction.

Send you on your way.

Rolling your hips as you go.

Knowing that I will check out your ass, as you head out to conquer the world.

The way I know you are capable of doing just that.

@tillybloom

neverwasteadirtymind:

Sir’s cock may be in your mouth, L, but his eyes are on me. On my pussy. The one he owns. Like the rest of me. You only get to suck it because I say so. Servicing Sir is my privilege.

My eyes, on the other hand, are on your ass. It is quite a lovely ass you have, L. I am wondering, what it would feel like to have you moan and whimper into my pussy, as Sir fucked that pretty ass of yours. Now that you are addicted to my pussy, I know you would submit to it, although you hate getting fucked in the ass.

But, we shall never know, because you are preparing Sir for my asshole – his asshole to be precise – I know it is his favorite asshole and his preferred way to take his pleasure from me, and I do not want to give him any other ideas. He has plenty of ideas as it is, and they are all about me. As it should be.

But that is not to say that I won’t enjoy your tongue against my clit, well, his clit, as he fucks my ass, well, his ass.

I am still getting used to being owned.

@tillybloom