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Backside.

Nach der grandiosen Resonanz auf die Vorderseite möchte euch Submissive natürlich auch die Rückseite ihres neuen Kleides zeigen. Wie ihr seht, gäbe es bei einem offiziellen Anlass keine Chance, ihre Reize nicht wahr zu nehmen :-)

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i love reading those cosmo articles like ‘10 ways 2 spice up ur sex life’, am just like yeah sandra doing it with the lights on sounds great but have u ever tried being beaten up n pissed on???

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My parents….

Yes, submissives have parents. We’re not hatched. I have this photograph of them framed on a wall. She was his princess. He was always looking at her like this, even on her death bed. They wouldn’t have even known what D/s was, but they lived it.

She openly and utterly adored him. She knew his every need and saw to it without needing to be asked. She relied on his calm. He was her rock.

He created a world of order and predictability. He never raised his voice or his hand. He always made the decisions after they talked through things. But he decided.

They had rituals and protocols, although they never called them that. And when Alzheimer’s came to slowly steal her mind, their decades of these were the only thing that soothed and calmed her. Even when she didn’t know his name, she responded to “Who’s my best girl?” with “I’m always my best for you.”

And when it was time for her to go, he looked down at her, placed his hands over her eyes, closing them “Shhhh… it’s time for you to rest. Go on now. Go and get things ready for me. I’ll be along shortly.”

Hand to God, her last words were “Yes Sir….”

She died quietly about 36 hours later.

My parents had no idea what D/s is. But they lived the principles of the Power Exchange. And I am certain everything was ready for him when he joined her.

Holidays always get me thinking about them….

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That’s genuinely real life romance.

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I’m not crying, you’re crying.

#yeah im def crying lol

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Me rn

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Another bts from my shoot 😍

Back like I never left

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bent over with his dick in my mouth and my ass cheeks spread open wide from the chastity belt, it didn’t take long for daddy to make it clear that this was something i was going to have to get used to. he teased me for how humiliating it was to be locked up and how i could only pleasure him while i got nothing in return. he told me that this was going to be my new reality and there was a lot of anal in my future, whether i wanted it or not. as i tried my hardest to please him and do a good job the belt pressed against my cunt in a way that made me ache, especially as daddy dirty talked me that he was saving my virginity for whatever gross old man offered the most to fuck me.

with teary eyes i begged him to let me out and fuck me, and thankfully he took pity, but my heart sank when he asked me if my room was clean. i tried to tell him that it was almost clean! i’ve been busy! but i knew he was unhappy with me. when he asked how long it would have taken to clean it i knew he was planning something and i tried to tell him it would have taken 30 minutes, but he wasn’t having it. he insisted five minutes and next thing i knew his phone was in front of me with a count down timer set for five minutes. as daddy fucked me hard from behind he came up with an evil plan. citing my love of sticker charts, he declared every chore or good thing i do would count for one sticker and each sticker would be a set amount of time that would add up to how much time i deserved to be fucked for. it was extra hot to me that he took something i love and twisted it to be fucked up.

as soon as the timer went off he pulled out, locked me back up, and sent me to the end of the bed to suck him off again. i immediately missed daddy’s cock inside me, but he threatened that he was going to cum in one of my holes tonight so unless i wanted to get ass fucked i better do a good job. i got to work as he explained to me that i was going to have to get a dildo to practice fucking my ass with so that it would always be ready for him, especially now that i was going to have to really earn my time spent outside the belt. when daddy came down my throat i hoped that he would let me out of the belt again, but instead he made me wear it to bed to begin getting used to a future of being locked up.