I hear the Masters voice, soft as velvet, warm as sunshine, seductive. It calls to me from the ether, reaching with fingers through the twilight of my dreams. And there are nights when I feel myself giving way, swayed by the words, smooth as river rock. The thought of fingers claiming me for their own, bringing pleasure with them. Touching me deeply, full and firm, sliding over my skin, inside me. But, the Master can't unless I submit - he is prevented by a voice drowns him, that makes him quake. The rich, iron voice of the Mistress who holds sway and I long for, cutting him like a blade, "She is claimed already, she is mine." © Emma Steel
this gave me chills, love the ending especially!🫶
I don’t know about you, but I’m tired of being hit on - especially when guys haven’t bothered to look at my profile, or maybe they have a take it as a challenge?
It isn’t as bad as other social media - yet!
Haven't gotten any creepy men on here yet!🫶 But I got hit on by men while literally wearing rainbow shoelaces and a tshirt that says "Pussy"🌈
Sorry to hear about your struggle with it tho, it always sucks ☹️
That’s ok.
It’s life. I even had someone post a video of themselves in a comment and I had to delete it! That was disturbing, but only the one so far.
this gave me chills, love the ending especially!🫶
I don’t know about you, but I’m tired of being hit on - especially when guys haven’t bothered to look at my profile, or maybe they have a take it as a challenge?
It isn’t as bad as other social media - yet!
Haven't gotten any creepy men on here yet!🫶 But I got hit on by men while literally wearing rainbow shoelaces and a tshirt that says "Pussy"🌈
Sorry to hear about your struggle with it tho, it always sucks ☹️
That’s ok.
It’s life. I even had someone post a video of themselves in a comment and I had to delete it! That was disturbing, but only the one so far.