Natural Reality

"They say that beauty lies in nature. I say that nature makes beauty." Freya Rose Albright, nature and travel photographer. {Independent OC. I do not own any gifs or pictures posted. Semi-selective. Mun & Muse are 18+. FC is Emily Kinney}

[kinneyandreedus]

@emmykinney [179/∞]: Making new friends at the Con. #squadgoals #londoncomiccon

[ilya-rozanovs]

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[ekdaily]

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[ekdaily]

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[littlelife-freya]

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[littlelife-freya]

She blushes at his confession. She tells him, moving up slightly to kiss him, “I hope that I can still drive you like that.” She gives him a smile and kisses him once more before laying her head on his chest as she thought about what he said. She felt so protected in his arms and against his chest. She missed this so much. She nods and tells him, “a place of our own would be nice.” She smiled at the thought. Maybe a house or a larger starter apartment? She tells him, “and everything will be alright if I have you.” She closes her eyes, snuggling into his chest again, “I just want you.”

[moim-archive]

“A little larger place, just for two. We can go back to the mansion anytime we want, but this would be just ours, alone…” he promised, Stephen’s hand caressing the back of the blonde’s head softly as he kissed the top of hers. “You have me… you’ve always had me and always will,” promised the man, bringing her eyes to his own. “I love you. I always have since the first day you came into my life.” Kissing her deeply, he cupped her rear and lifted her up onto his waist. “I need to take you home now… I need to be with you,” he whispered, looking in Freya’s eyes.

[littlelife-freya]

She nods, thinking about a place for them. Maybe one around here? They could go for family dinners and they were close to a beach. At Halloweeen the next town over had hayrides, there was a park that made a skating rink every year... A nice little life with something extra special behind closed doors. She smiled softly to herself before the smile widened and warmed when she felt I'm kiss the top of her head. She listens to him and moves as he wants her to, moving onto his waist, almost straddling him. She missed his hands on her and she moved her ass slightly into them as she kissed him back. She tells him, gently moving her arms around his shoulders, “I need you too.” She looks over at her bed and smiles a little shyly, “you know, I’ve never had someone over and had sex on my bed.” She looked into his eyes again, “I’ve never shared that experience with someone in here...maybe you could be my first...my only?”

[littlelife-freya]

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[littlelife-freya]

She kissed him back every time he kissed her. She held him so tightly, her arms on him because she never wanted to let him go. She never wanted him to leave her side. Hearing him tell her he loves her was one of the sweetest things she had ever heard. He loved her, he wanted to stay with her. She nestled up against him close and told him, “of course I can be naked.” It was an intimacy that she liked, and truthfully wearing clothes was weird when she was in the house. She tells him, “I want to be yours. And…we can live together but…could it be here, at least for a little while? I know that it is so small, even smaller when you are here, but it took my parents a long time to let me come out here alone and I don’t think they can take me moving away with someone. And they might get suspicious.”

[moim-archive]

He smiled, caressing her head. “Thank you… I miss coming home to this perfect naked girl waiting and eager to see me… you have no idea how crazy you used to drive me,” he smiled, blushing slightly in the confession. His brow knit for a moment, but he nodded. “I like the compromise. I don’t expect you to move back there, I mean… we could get a new place, a place that’s our own if you wanted later,” offered the man. There was no limit to how far he’d go to care and protect and be with her, having even changed his old lifestyle for his love for Freya. “So let’s be together here… and as long as I have you, everything will be all right.”

[littlelife-freya]

She blushes at his confession. She tells him, moving up slightly to kiss him, “I hope that I can still drive you like that.” She gives him a smile and kisses him once more before laying her head on his chest as she thought about what he said. She felt so protected in his arms and against his chest. She missed this so much. She nods and tells him, “a place of our own would be nice.” She smiled at the thought. Maybe a house or a larger starter apartment? She tells him, “and everything will be alright if I have you.” She closes her eyes, snuggling into his chest again, “I just want you.”

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[littlelife-freya]

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[littlelife-freya]

She listens to him intently, looking up at him as he talked as he did for her. She still has her head rested on his shoulder as she listens, snuggling in close to his chest. She frowns slightly, some more soft tears coming from her eyes and rolling down her cheeks. She didn’t like that she made him feel like that. She empathized with him. She hated sleeping alone, she had to be wrapped in blankets like a cocoon to try and feel like someone was wrapped around her. She told him, her voice shaking very slightly, “you’re always worth it…it’s just…” She frowned but kept quiet again letting him talk. When he said he thought about getting another slave, she frowned and looked down before he brought up her chin. Obeying the gesture, she looked up at his eyes and smiles softly as he brushes away the tears and tells her she is the only one he could want, that they would have to compare to her. She moves to wrap her arms around him, hugging him close to try and make both of them feel better. She tells him, every word with genuine meaning: “I’ll always want you. I’ll always want you to be my Daddy.” She tightens her hold and tells him, “we can try and keep as much of our old life as we can. We can still have the same rules for in the house, and then ones that change when we are in public. Like, what if when I go out you chose my clothes so you still have control like that? We could do other things I just…” She kisses his cheek, holding him close, “I don’t want to lose you. I love you.”

[moim-archive]

“I couldn’t have another slave. Now when I’m still in love with the one I used to have,” he assured her, holding her tiny head in one of his huge ones, The other moved up and brushed some of the long blonde locks from her face, pressing his lips to hers. “Honey… I set you free because I wanted you to chose to love me. And I get that you have… and I love you, too.” The bigger man nuzzled softly against the girl for a few long moments as they sat, her in his lap, clutched to each other like floating debris in the ocean - each other’s life preserver. He never knew such need or dependence before - he was always the strong one, the owner, disciplining and controlling, with the girl being completely dependent on him. Now… now she changed who he was. Now it was like he was the slave to her whim. “So you can chose your own clothes. But when we’re together… I’d still like you to be naked all the time? I really miss that…” He kissed her again. “Can we live together again? Would that be bad?”

[littlelife-freya]

She kissed him back every time he kissed her. She held him so tightly, her arms on him because she never wanted to let him go. She never wanted him to leave her side. Hearing him tell her he loves her was one of the sweetest things she had ever heard. He loved her, he wanted to stay with her. She nestled up against him close and told him, “of course I can be naked.” It was an intimacy that she liked, and truthfully wearing clothes was weird when she was in the house. She tells him, “I want to be yours. And...we can live together but...could it be here, at least for a little while? I know that it is so small, even smaller when you are here, but it took my parents a long time to let me come out here alone and I don’t think they can take me moving away with someone. And they might get suspicious.”

[littlelife-freya]

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[littlelife-freya]

She looked up at him, a look of confusion spreading across her features. She moved in his arms, getting a little closer and she told him, “but…you’re not just plain Stephen. You’re…” she paused before saying, “you’re my Daddy…I mean if you…if you still want to be.” She wanted him to be. It was scary at first. She had just came off of her old master who hurt her for fun, tortured her for years. And Stephen was her new owner who was bigger in height, strength, and build. She flinched a lot, had trouble sleeping, screamed at loud noises, but he was patient with her. And it wasn’t all gone, but it definitely wasn’t as bad as it was. She still jumped or screamed at loud noises and she would have the occasional nightmare about her old master, but Stephen helped her and cared for her after she didn’t think anyone ever would again. And she cared for him.

Freya told him, resting her head on his shoulder before she looked down. She told him, being honest because she knew that he would appreciate it and would help her, “I’m not mad or resentful. You…it’s in the past. And I’m not mad. I wasn’t mad in the first place. I missed them, but that never turned into anger. And I don’t think it ever will, especially since you’ve given me the chance to see them again. You gave me the chance to be Auntie Frey and let me see my parents again. And…” She blushed slightly, “I’m not mad about the…sex things. I did enjoy them.” She looked down after a pause before she told him truthfully, knowing that he would help her if she was being honest, “I…I’m worried you’re mad at me for me coming back. For not just choosing you. And…” She gulped, some tears coming to her eyes at the thought. Freya whispered, “sometimes I get really scared that I won’t be enough, that you’ll want a slave who can completely submit, that you won’t like sharing me anymore and…you’ll get someone else.” She leaned into him, finding comfort in his arms and chest. The thought plagued her for a couple of days. Making her lose sleep. She knew he loved her, but she feared that he might fall out of love and want what she took away. 

[moim-archive]

He held her still, looking in her eyes as the tiny blonde poured everything out. She had her own fears, and him, as her Daddy (he still thought of himself that way) had both. She wasn’t far off base, the man knew. Everything she said was true, he was plagued with worry and doubt and had never really been in this situation in a very long time. 

“I’m glad you’ve gotten to see them. I do miss you… terribly. Some part of me figures we’d lost something by you not belonging to me anymore. By you leaving and getting your own place. I sleep alone now… and I don’t like it,” admitted Stephen with a sigh. Every dominant feared not being needed anymore. And he was worried she didn’t need him. “I guess I did get upset and insecure about you not choosing me. Like I wasn’t worth it. And yes… in all honesty, I’ve thought about getting another slave.” He cupped her cheek, lifting it and using his thumb to brush the tear from her cheek. “…but then I remembered that I’ve had the best and every other would just be compared to you. So I think… I think I may just need to find a way to simply be ‘boyfriend and girlfriend’ rather than ‘master and slave’. But as long as you want me… I’ll always be your Daddy.”

[littlelife-freya]

She listens to him intently, looking up at him as he talked as he did for her. She still has her head rested on his shoulder as she listens, snuggling in close to his chest. She frowns slightly, some more soft tears coming from her eyes and rolling down her cheeks. She didn’t like that she made him feel like that. She empathized with him. She hated sleeping alone, she had to be wrapped in blankets like a cocoon to try and feel like someone was wrapped around her. She told him, her voice shaking very slightly, “you’re always worth it...it’s just...” She frowned but kept quiet again letting him talk. When he said he thought about getting another slave, she frowned and looked down before he brought up her chin. Obeying the gesture, she looked up at his eyes and smiles softly as he brushes away the tears and tells her she is the only one he could want, that they would have to compare to her. She moves to wrap her arms around him, hugging him close to try and make both of them feel better. She tells him, every word with genuine meaning: “I’ll always want you. I’ll always want you to be my Daddy.” She tightens her hold and tells him, “we can try and keep as much of our old life as we can. We can still have the same rules for in the house, and then ones that change when we are in public. Like, what if when I go out you chose my clothes so you still have control like that? We could do other things I just...” She kisses his cheek, holding him close, “I don’t want to lose you. I love you.”

[someone-worth-racing-for]

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[littlelife-freya]

//hello everyone! Now that I am back from my summer expedition way north of The Wall to visit Canada in the Yukon to plant trees I am back. I meant to stay a month but I loved it up there too much (and my group leader didn't want me to go because I then began to lead groups myself, proud moment here!)

But now I am back to the States and ready to rp! Like if you want a starter and message me if you want to plot :)

[littlelife-freya]

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[moim-archive]

Stephen looked down to the tiny creature in his arms. She’d come over time to mean so much to him, and he still remembered everything from buying her from her old cruel master, giving her the rules of the house, the first time she came in the room where he was seated and sucked him. Playing in the snow. Her face. Freeing her. The selfish part of him still wished to own her like that, but he’d set her free because she needed free will to decide to love him. Whether she did or not was not his choice, but hers. As she looked and up and spoke, he knew she wondered the same. “Oh baby girl, no… I’m not your master anymore. Just plain Stephen. And I admit I wonder if it’s right… or do you resent me for keeping you away from your family for so long? Doing so many naughty things to you? Taking advantage of you the way I did? I don’t know how to touch you or act around you because I still think the old ways… It’s nothing you’ve done, I promise.”

[littlelife-freya]

She looked up at him, a look of confusion spreading across her features. She moved in his arms, getting a little closer and she told him, “but…you’re not just plain Stephen. You’re…” she paused before saying, “you’re my Daddy…I mean if you…if you still want to be.” She wanted him to be. It was scary at first. She had just came off of her old master who hurt her for fun, tortured her for years. And Stephen was her new owner who was bigger in height, strength, and build. She flinched a lot, had trouble sleeping, screamed at loud noises, but he was patient with her. And it wasn’t all gone, but it definitely wasn’t as bad as it was. She still jumped or screamed at loud noises and she would have the occasional nightmare about her old master, but Stephen helped her and cared for her after she didn’t think anyone ever would again. And she cared for him.

Freya told him, resting her head on his shoulder before she looked down. She told him, being honest because she knew that he would appreciate it and would help her, “I’m not mad or resentful. You…it’s in the past. And I’m not mad. I wasn’t mad in the first place. I missed them, but that never turned into anger. And I don’t think it ever will, especially since you’ve given me the chance to see them again. You gave me the chance to be Auntie Frey and let me see my parents again. And…” She blushed slightly, “I’m not mad about the…sex things. I did enjoy them.” She looked down after a pause before she told him truthfully, knowing that he would help her if she was being honest, “I…I’m worried you’re mad at me for me coming back. For not just choosing you. And…” She gulped, some tears coming to her eyes at the thought. Freya whispered, “sometimes I get really scared that I won’t be enough, that you’ll want a slave who can completely submit, that you won’t like sharing me anymore and…you’ll get someone else.” She leaned into him, finding comfort in his arms and chest. The thought plagued her for a couple of days. Making her lose sleep. She knew he loved her, but she feared that he might fall out of love and want what she took away. 

[littlelife-freya]

It’s Freya’s Birthday!!

Anyone want to rp with her?!

[littlelife-freya]

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[moim-archive]

Stephen looked down to the tiny creature in his arms. She’d come over time to mean so much to him, and he still remembered everything from buying her from her old cruel master, giving her the rules of the house, the first time she came in the room where he was seated and sucked him. Playing in the snow. Her face. Freeing her. The selfish part of him still wished to own her like that, but he’d set her free because she needed free will to decide to love him. Whether she did or not was not his choice, but hers. As she looked and up and spoke, he knew she wondered the same. “Oh baby girl, no… I’m not your master anymore. Just plain Stephen. And I admit I wonder if it’s right… or do you resent me for keeping you away from your family for so long? Doing so many naughty things to you? Taking advantage of you the way I did? I don’t know how to touch you or act around you because I still think the old ways… It’s nothing you’ve done, I promise.”

[littlelife-freya]

She looked up at him, a look of confusion spreading across her features. She moved in his arms, getting a little closer and she told him, “but...you’re not just plain Stephen. You’re...” she paused before saying, “you’re my Daddy...I mean if you...if you still want to be.” She wanted him to be. It was scary at first. She had just came off of her old master who hurt her for fun, tortured her for years. And Stephen was her new owner who was bigger in height, strength, and build. She flinched a lot, had trouble sleeping, screamed at loud noises, but he was patient with her. And it wasn’t all gone, but it definitely wasn’t as bad as it was. She still jumped or screamed at loud noises and she would have the occasional nightmare about her old master, but Stephen helped her and cared for her after she didn’t think anyone ever would again. And she cared for him.

Freya told him, resting her head on his shoulder before she looked down. She told him, being honest because she knew that he would appreciate it and would help her, “I’m not mad or resentful. You...it’s in the past. And I’m not mad. I wasn’t mad in the first place. I missed them, but that never turned into anger. And I don’t think it ever will, especially since you’ve given me the chance to see them again. You gave me the chance to be Auntie Frey and let me see my parents again. And...” She blushed slightly, “I’m not mad about the...sex things. I did enjoy them.” She looked down after a pause before she told him truthfully, knowing that he would help her if she was being honest, “I...I’m worried you’re mad at me for me coming back. For not just choosing you. And...” She gulped, some tears coming to her eyes at the thought. Freya whispered, “sometimes I get really scared that I won’t be enough, that you’ll want a slave who can completely submit, that you won’t like sharing me anymore and...you’ll get someone else.” She leaned into him, finding comfort in his arms and chest. The thought plagued her for a couple of days. Making her lose sleep. She knew he loved her, but she feared that he might fall out of love and want what she took away. 

[themorningrose]

[emkinneys]

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[ekdaily]

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