Chasing Me Chasing You

An uncollared submissive struggling through depression, motherhood, and the constant craving of her next orgasm.

Silly slave

I have a cold. Boo. I guess it is just a cough and a sore throat right now, but it is wiping the floor with me. I was shocked I made it until 11:30 last night.

A good night for us. We haven’t had the same time to connect recently, and there has been a lot changing. All good though, except for this fucking cold.

And when did pinching come back on the table? Last night Sir pinches two chunks of skin on my back. Not my love handles, which while they are there are fair game, but up by my ribs. There is no fat there. It is just skin. And he grabbed these sensitive chunks and preceeded to fucking me even harder. Ow. Meanie.

Smh. Oh yeah. That’s the point. Silly slave.


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