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A moment and then another

I only exist in the space of the other. My strength, my joy, my love - We are the moments we share.

I have no title, no absolutes, no fixed adornment. I am not submissive in the sense that it is in me and absent in another. I am what I am at the time that I am. I am submissive to all and to no one. I submit to the world in complete faith of its wisdom, acceptance, love and deliverance.

I cannot be defined in absolutes but can be labelled with qualifiers just for common understanding and no more - ever disrupting, ever changing, ever subsiding, ever becoming.

I grow into another and another. Or is it that I strip down to become less and less.
2 years ago. February 3, 2022 at 11:22 PM

Casually spread naked on the couch, she starts to read with her exaggerated seductive voice. Her confidence is layered with blushing undertones.

Smack.

Her body tightens and words faulter as she continues with more strain in her voice.

Smack.

The shock and anticipation come in quick succession.

Smack. Smack.

Her smile widens as the words struggle to pass the air passage.

Smack.

More force, more impact and more noise. The stinging warmth brings pleasure and her body shows the mind's divide between intake and output.

Smack. Smack.

Her body responds and her determination fights losing control of it as she pushes the words out.

Smack. Smack. Smack.

Relentless, her cunt vibrates with pain, pleasure and restraint.

Smack.

Her concentration tested, she calls on more resolve.

Smack.

Her reading is clouded in hysterical giggling.

Smack, smack. Smack.

Forced sounds attempting to be words are pushed out with the joyful, more intense laughter.

Smack.

Almost there.

Smack, Smack.

Full force is used in a series of relentless, loud smacks to the pussy.

Smack, smack, smack.

She fights to keep her legs open as she becomes desperate to finish.

Smack, smack, smack.

The last words spew out as she laughs hysterically, feeling the tingling all over and throbbing in her cunt. They smile with pleasure as he recovers and she thinks about how much his hand must sting, which pleases her. Her laugh calms as she savours the elation of overwhelmed senses and pride. The stinging and throbbing gives her such satisfaction. She relaxes her naked body, closes her eyes and breathes out with a softened sigh.


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