A New Year

[whenwetalklikethis]

(The picture to which I refer in this piece, can be found posted on my profile)

I love this picture. There is so much hope in it. Look at her. She is so powerful there waiting for her Master. Everything she has ever hoped for is coming for her and is in that light that is opening her future for her. She always knew that it was coming, just as you do, and your patience is recognised there in this girl on her knees.

When I first put my hand around your throat your eyes closed and you sighed with recognition and relief. Your neck is so slender I could feel your pulse beating calm and strong beneath the skin. I pushed you back against the wall and you opened your eyes for me to see you. I love to do this, when you are chained or held immobile, I put my eyes so close to yours it is as if we are one creature indistinguishable and inseparable. Which is what we are. It was what we were both hunting.

When I put my hand around your throat you close your eyes and smile and slide down against the wall behind you almost as if my grip is the only thing keeping you solid. My left hand holds you fixed while my right opens you and there is wet, pure wet like lust and salt and my mouth must have it I have to have you in my mouth pure girl against my tongue buckling down as I take your cunt into my mouth trapping it there and pinning you against the wall with my mouth and tongue while your arms search for straps, scrabbling for straps, finding nothing but my mouth holds you hard until you cannot be held any longer.

I love this picture. Look at her. Everything about her is concentrated in the moment. Everything about her is important and recognised and inevitable: just as you are. There is nothing about you that is not part of this, nothing that I do not own because you have given it to me. Just as she does, a girl waiting for her Master.

[Dustykat]

I love the story behind the ***ting you have created, beautiful 🧚‍♀️