i am entering the challenge however the costume pictures are virtual because of the dreaded virus we will be celebrating in quarantine! Masters orders.
i didn't want to miss out on the fun so Master suggest this as an option!
The Minx!
The Blood Sucker!
The Rockers!
Happy Halloween, everyone!
"Come here my darling slave, I have the urge to see your pretty bottom and spank it until it is red!"
Bending over the stool, i pull down my panties.
Smack, smack, smack! Over and over again. i wiggle, moan and pant.
"That's a good girl, you are my dearest darling!" Master says.
Now if you knew my Master you would know that this gets Him very excited indeed.
"Come my slave, let's go to the bedroom, I have more that needs attention.
Yes, Master!
Spankings always lead to more, thank goodness!
Yes my darlings it's that time of year, the brooms come out not to clean or clear but to ride and bring us all some cheer.
Enjoy this blog with kindred hearts, let's ride together and share some giggles, pranks and tarts.
Most of the year i tend to be the helpful one for those dear to me but then the moon turns full, the leaves fall down and you can hear me shout, "Let the tricks abound!"
We witches love to play and prank you see, not to hurt, just some tricks and treats. We light the fires in the yard at night to keep us warm from each tale of fright!
i dont practice this ancient art for real but feel the paganism deep within.
Instead i keep my thoughts on kink and naughty thoughts to please and prank. Master loves this time of year when he is in constant fear of this Black Magic Woman as she plays so near.
Before I lose my phone, end up naked, high, drunk and/or possibly arrested, I would like to wish you all a Happy Friday.
Friday! There you are, you sexy son of a bitch! We’ve been lookin for you since Monday!
Came home Friday with flowers for the missus. When I handed them to her she replied, “Great. Now I have to spend all weekend on my back with my legs in the air.” Obviously confused I asked, “Why? Don’t we have any vases?
THANK GOD IM FEMALE
No that’s not it
THANK GOD IM FUNNY
well. yeah…but no….
THANK GOD ITS FRIDAY
yep that’s it 🙂
TGIF!!!
Master was resting, i was touching myself. All of a sudden Master barked come here!
I jumped to my feet going to him quickly, then knelt by the couch he was laying on. He touched my cheek and said lets pretend! I got very excited. Yes, Master!
He said "I will be a comatose patient and I want you to try and arouse my cock."
Oh a challenge, ay!
This lead to that which lead to this and then to that!
Sigh!
Swoon!
Yes a true afternoon delight!
No thats not me or Master in the picture, lol!
But i hope thats how we are when we get to that point.
This blog is about striving for perfection.
A+'s for cooking
A+'s for house cleaning and organization
A+'s for first mate responsibilities
A+'s for 😘💋🍑👀🔥😈
i have been on a streak!
We were getting settled and had just said good night when Master turned to me and said:
I would nominate you for the Slave Hall Of Fame if there was such a thing! Lmao!
🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅
You see for me i have reach that point!
i have achieved the highest honor that there is!
The fucking Slave Hall Of Fame!
We are each just one!
Completely different!
Rare!
Yes, we are only one,
But together as a coummunity,
We make beautiful music!
Peace my friends!
Jane and Arlene are outside their nursing home, having a drink and a smoke, when it starts to rain. Jane pulls out a condom, cuts off the end, puts it over her cigarette, and continues smoking.
Arlene: What in the hell is that?
Jane: A condom. This way my cigarette doesn't get wet.
Arlene: Where did you get it?
Jane: You can get them at any pharmacy.
The next day, Arlene hobbles herself into the local pharmacy and
announces to the pharmacist that she wants a box of condoms.
The pharmacist, obviously embarrassed, looks at her kind of strangely (she is, after all, over 80 years of age), but very delicately asks what size, texture, brand of condom she prefers.
'Doesn't matter Sonny, as long as it fits on a Camel.'
The pharmacist fainted.
i was scrolling through my Facebook feed and saw this ad. I thought why would Facebook be showing me BDSM rigging equipment? This is going to far! So i clicked on the ad and to my surprise it has nothing to do with bondage play. It is zip line equipment.
Now I know these things could be used in a kinky way but i am relieved a bit that Facebook can't read my mind, lmao!
i suppose if this was reversed and a man made this post about woman being the maids then some women would find it sexist.
However if a cleaning company placed this picture on an ad for their cleaning services i would probably have the cleanest house in town!
Just sayin'!