Chasing Me Chasing You

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

Bruise Confusion

A bruise on Rye's arm.

When you get turned on looking at a bruise that you think was from a love bite the night before…

Until you realize that the bruise is actually from then you accidentally pinched your arm in one of the file cabinets at the office the day before.

Sometimes being a masochist is rough.

One Response to “Bruise Confusion”

  • ancilla ksst

    True, and sometimes I get mystery bruises, when I have no idea where they came from.


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