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That Rawwwwwr in the first 2 minutes.....gets me eeeeeeverytime, and i mean eeeeeeverytime 😍😍😍😈😈😈

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I’m okay…You’re okay

Are you ashamed to crawl to him because your belly hangs and your tits sway? Do you prefer online LDRs because if she sees your small stature in real life she won’t respond to your authority? Do your ribs show so distinctly that you’re always dreading the first comment about eating something so you’ll be healthy?

Too fat. Too short. Too skinny. Too loud. Too smart. Too hairy. Too old. Not enough money. Not enough experience. In a wheel chair. Lost a limb. A basket case with enough luggage to open a store.

Stop. Just stop.

You are you. And whoever that is you are a unique addition to the world. There is no other exactly like you which makes you a rare prize. And in this world there are those who would give anything to possess that prize.

Be proud of you. Love you. Don’t obsess over those who don’t value your brand of awesomeness. But remember to be open and accepting of those who do. If Tumblr teaches you nothing else it should be clear that there is a ying to every yang.

Who knows? The person you reblog this from may be yours.

[sexykitty-1963]

[sexykitty-1963]

Yes please daddy! 😻😻😽😽

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[sexykitty-1963]

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For my baby girl, jxxx13.

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Dominance..

Dominance is being there for her. Dominance is working through her meltdowns. Dominance is accepting her, especially when she won’t accept herself. Dominance is telling her no. Dominance is quieting her demons. Dominance is being her bastion of strength. Dominance is encouraging her. Dominance is comforting her. Dominance is guiding her. Dominance is building her.

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She couldn’t even see Him

That made it so much worse

She was a good girl

Always was

But she craved so much

Being possessed

Taken

Words couldn’t do her justice

Strong willful hands did

Tender and rough

Decadent and defiling

She shivered being so exposed

And still it made her burn inside

On all fours

She she was so vulnerable

The mere hint of a touch

Made her drip

She whimpered as he traced her hips

She arched and revealed more

She couldn’t be satisfied

If she wasn’t brave

He wouldn’t be satisfied

Unless she was all His

That first bite of her fleshy haunches

Nearly did her in

Original writing © ThePoeticSir 2017