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My insecurities about my body, have been there for a while. I have children ( not ashamed ), but with my woundeful children comes the body of a mother.

How do I push passed these insecurities. How to accept and be ok with the lovely lines, and extra pounds my children have given me.

I find lingerie, that is cute. I want to feel cute in it. But, my motherly love handles make me feel very very different. Why, I have nothing to feel ashamed of?

So the question again is why feel ashamed? Why do I make myself feel this way. Constantly feeling like my body is not good enough for someone.

I don't wear makeup, my face is the face of someone who has loved every minute of her life. The ups and down every second of my life I have enjoyed, wont change it. I have walked through some pretty rough shit. That I made my peace with LONG ago. So again why feel ashamed? Why doubt, someone elses attraction to me?

I am ashamed, or so I think because I have been betrayed. More than once in my life. Even when following their requests and their needs. They have no problem betraying me. I lived a vanilla life for them, and I was ashamed. I was doing what they asked and still they betrayed me.

NOT ANYMORE!

I love the feeling of metal touching my body.
I love the feeling of being led around the house with my favorite ( and only ) collar.
I love being blindfolded
I love being being DOMINATED!
I love being a submissive
I love my body!
If you don't have a nice day
I love neapolitan ice cream! No more vanilla.

I am NOT ashamed of my body!
I am NOT ashamed of not liking vanilla
I am HAPPY!
So either get happy for me or
HAVE A NICE DAY!
6 years ago. October 30, 2018 at 10:44 PM

As I sit and watch the washer go round and round, and rub my very red ass. Remember, what a wonderful day I had. While realizing I still had a long way to go.

Learning to watch my mouth has possed a very difficult task for me. Towards the end of last week, I had a very difficult day. It was extremely stressful and I was snapping at everyone. Master was quiet, he allowed me to snap at him like a snapper turtle protecting itself.

During my day off, Master reminded me of my very stressful day. Told me to go lay on the bed on my belly. I put on a outfit that master liked, and layed as instructed. Master came in a few minutes later. He didnt say a word, he moved silently through the room.

He placed the ball gag into my mouth. He whispered, Sometimes you talk to much. SMACK! My back arched, at the feeling of the paddle connecting with my ass. SMACK! " This what you get for being a bad girl and snapping at your master" SMACK! " You will not speak to master that way again". With each hit, my body was aching for him to take me. His pussing dripping wet. 5 SMACKS on each cheek.

He places the paddle down next to me. It is pink, and small. But it did it's job. Master rolled me over on my back and began kissing my belly. Slowly moving his way down, kissing every inch of my stomach, till he reached my inner thigh. He slowly moved his tongue over his pussy which was dripping wet. He started slowly, rubing his tounge all over and inside his pussy. I moan, he looks up and says NO YOU MAY NOT CUM!

My body squirms with excitement, and he inserts one finger, then two. Moving them in and out. Faster and faster. I moan again, he stands up and unbuttons his pants. He filps me back to my belly, raises my red, sore ass into the air.

He inserts, his hard pulsating cock into his pussy. She wraps around him noce and tights. He begins thrusting in and out. Grabbing ahold of my ass, and thrusting himself in harder.

CUM for me beautiful, he shouts, CUM with me beatiful he says. As if his words are my sweet release, my pussy releases all her wonderful juices, just has his cock his releasing inside me.

As the buzzer on the washer goes off, I am reminded it is time to switch the loads. As I stand and rub my soar ass, how do I find a way to watch my mouth?


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