Inside the curious mind of a slave girl...

29, female, unowned (but not searching), in England. Suddenly, I have woken up! These are the detached and compulsive thoughts of little neurotic, insatiable, submissive. Who spends most of her conscious existence thinking about BDSM. Sorry I've been away for a while, but I'll use this blog again to express myself. Hope you enjoy! Feel free to ask me anything :)

[hplyrikz]

“Being with you never felt wrong. It’s the one thing I did right. You’re the one thing I did right.”

Becca Fitzpatrick, Crescendo (via hplyrikz)

[italianbikerdom]

[more-then-4-deactivated20181219]

(via Buttplugs under panties Foto #23)

[m-i-allen]

When I grow up, I’m going to be better.

[gomcgill]

Happiness is the ability to move forward, knowing the future will be better than the past. Today I choose to be happy!

http://ifttt.com/missing_link?1462921765 (via mysimplereminders)

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[humanhatekingdom-deactivated201]

My Love

I am in awe of Him. I worship Him. My Religion. My King.

Why do You ignore me? 

Did I not lay at Your feet?

Naked. For Your affection. My devotion. Your slave.

My virginity had always belonged to You.

My hymen was my sacrifice. I bleed for You.

My pain and My tears for You.

My cries and My moans for You.

You owned My sex. You owned Me. You bound Me.

I live for You alone. I die for You. I am Your servant. I kneel at Your service. 

Your My weakness. Your My pleasure. Your My wish.

I tasted You. I licked You. I fondled You. I adore You. I took You deep.

I am filthy. I am dirty. I deserved the punishment. I needed thrusting.

I had to be degraded. I had to have the humiliation.  

Forever Your slut, Forever Your whore, Forever Your bitch, Forever Your cunt.

I am Your Irrumatio. I am Your Fellatio. I am Your Anilingus.

My lips. My tongue. My saliva. My spit. My gag. My throttle. My gasp. My retch.

Its all for You. My God. At Your feet I remain alive. You reward Me.

My love!

By humanhatekingdom 

[wordsnquotes]

The most intimate thing we can do is to allow people we love most see us at our worst. At our lowest. At our weakest. True intimacy happens when nothing is perfect.

Amy Harmon, The Song of David  (via wordsnquotes)

[fashionablyinked]

[hplyrikz]

[doppelwertig]

[gentlesleaze]

Hook offering to save his fellow cell mate

just like Emma offered to do with Marian

JUST LIKE THE TWO HEROIC LOVES THAT THEY ARE

[mindyourhelm]

[scruples]

[his-slavegirl]

Close and together, but parallel... all at the same time. It was perfect :)

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[actualdogvines]

when ur a destructive force of nature that can’t be stopped

[actualdogvines]

when u comprehend all the knowledge the universe has to offer but have no way of verbalizing it

[iglovequotes]