sleepy sleepy
wooo! When I wake up I think of you. What a nice place you make.
what a diamond studded destination.
mmm sleepy
lovey
dovey
softie
wondering how well you do in a situation where no noise can be made.
kids in the next room must be quiet.
shhhh while I try to make you noisy.
shhhh while I slide into my favorite attire.
This blog is going to evolve to discuss and document my evolution into a consensual slavery with my man. I'll probably start soon and I'll probably start with a post on Why I don't stick to tradition in writing from the slave perspective.
Until then, feel free to read the post that got me started thinking about it more on Internal Enslavement.
