Ok, so I’ve been a little remiss in sharing some of the stories from what can best be described as my “Doll-A-Day” blitzkrieg of late… not entirely my fault, though (dang voodeedoo). A few quick ones to tell…
Ms. Eden glides in just as I’m getting out of the shower… she’s sporting a fishnet body suit, some serious “tickle me” boots, and a playful yet warming smirk on her pretty face. I confess I’m very happy to see her again.
*thumpthumpthumpthumpthump*
Not much for pleasantries, I’m pushed back to the table, and she coils around me like a snake… only with this snake, the instincts aren’t what is putting me “on edge”… it’s the nips… and the nibbles… and whispers. By the time she’s on my back, writhing and squeezing and doing all the Sineh-esqe things, I’m ready to scream “come on Ms. Snake, EAT ME ALREADY!!!”.
But I forgot. Ms. Eden likes to tenderize her meals. Thoroughly. And so now I’m face down on the table, getting a whoopin’ again. And this time, she’s even brought a freakin’ paddle with her.
So, with the corporal punishment delivered, we move on to the psychological punishment. I’m flipped over, and with my naughty bits in her hand, Ms. Eden tells me that she’s going to pretend that they are LADY naughty bits….
…ouch. Ok, I know i isn’t much… but was THAT necessary?
Still, for what it’s worth, Ms. Eden would make a fantastic lesbian, ‘cause it isn’t very long until the damage is done, and she’s snuggling sweetly with me in its wake as we chat about all of our favourite ladies to play with. I didn’t explicitly mention her, but hope she knows she’s on the list anyways. I like Ms. Eden very much (despite the abuse – playful as it may be), and really should see her more often….
Happy Thumping, All!
Ms. Eden glides in just as I’m getting out of the shower… she’s sporting a fishnet body suit, some serious “tickle me” boots, and a playful yet warming smirk on her pretty face. I confess I’m very happy to see her again.
*thumpthumpthumpthumpthump*
Not much for pleasantries, I’m pushed back to the table, and she coils around me like a snake… only with this snake, the instincts aren’t what is putting me “on edge”… it’s the nips… and the nibbles… and whispers. By the time she’s on my back, writhing and squeezing and doing all the Sineh-esqe things, I’m ready to scream “come on Ms. Snake, EAT ME ALREADY!!!”.
But I forgot. Ms. Eden likes to tenderize her meals. Thoroughly. And so now I’m face down on the table, getting a whoopin’ again. And this time, she’s even brought a freakin’ paddle with her.
So, with the corporal punishment delivered, we move on to the psychological punishment. I’m flipped over, and with my naughty bits in her hand, Ms. Eden tells me that she’s going to pretend that they are LADY naughty bits….
…ouch. Ok, I know i isn’t much… but was THAT necessary?
Still, for what it’s worth, Ms. Eden would make a fantastic lesbian, ‘cause it isn’t very long until the damage is done, and she’s snuggling sweetly with me in its wake as we chat about all of our favourite ladies to play with. I didn’t explicitly mention her, but hope she knows she’s on the list anyways. I like Ms. Eden very much (despite the abuse – playful as it may be), and really should see her more often….
Happy Thumping, All!
