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@jackvancleef
Apple de-platformed us. Ditch Apple.
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It's leather weather in D.C.!
This is a great article.
Last night, I was spanked, paddled, hairbrushed, and caned until I broke. I wanted tears, I needed to cry. As my endorphins rushed in, I instantly broke into a sweat. She caned me relentlessly and then made me count the final 100 strokes. After stroke 99, she stopped. I felt alone and hopeless. I needed the last stroke to feel complete. “Please,” I begged, over and over again. Then it came and I collapsed. She sheathed me in a soft blanket. My body quivered as my wounded bottom shook involuntarily. I cried, but the tears never came. I’m still incomplete.
Jack Van Cleef
Early winter leather walk by the Tidal Basin in D.C. These pants have now walked over 380 miles. They are well-broken in and conditioned and cleaned with Lexol wipes regularly. Made by The Leather Man NYC.
Sometimes a guy just wants to put on his girlfriend’s heels and text her dirty photos while she’s at work. Is that such a crime?
This is such a hot look. I think this year I’m finally getting a heavy rubber latex catsuit.
Claire Adams has a great flogging rhythm going. I’d love to be the girl in the fishnets.
I love when the lock clicks and she smiles.
I WANT TO GO TO A SLEEPSACK PARTY SO BADLY!!!!
I have my own sleepsack, plus I’m very quiet and I’ll ride an e-plug for hours.
I want this look, but I’d want my uniform to have cap sleeves.
Oh, to be gagged and bound to a table, bent over and presenting my tight bottom to either be fucked for being a good girl or caned for being a dumb sissy. My legs spread, with each ankle tied to a table leg and my gloved arms pulled taut in front of me, with thick, heavy, steel Clejuso handcuffs locked around my wrists. I’ll be moaning and teetering in some tall (and expensive) YSL pumps while both my holes are used and my locked clit drips sweet juices (it’s a good thing sissymaids know how to clean up). My thoughts would be simple as I sucked on that penis gag while awaiting my sentence: “Oh, please fill me with cock! Oh, please fill me with cum! Oh, please let me prove what a good sissy I am!”
And – yes – that bluetooth plug will allow my followers to make sure that my puss is always in use (unless, of course, my owner replaces the plug with her perfect strapon).
SHOCKED, LOCKED & MOCKED.
I love the immediacy of this photo: The single nipple peaking out from her tight, latex tanktop. The domme’s expression and her posture. She’s going to teach someone a lesson.
Make sure you have your sound on. 😜
Let it be known that @shinymarc is a supreme tease. (Yes, that’s me in the sleepsack.)
I know what it’s like to be driven to this kind of cock-craving headspace.