gentleg1nger:

Hey uhm friends…

You’re all so amazing and little beings of light. I appreciate all of you.

It’s my birthday on Sunday and I would just LOVE if I could get some asks or messages. I wanna be friends with all of you.

Anyways, you’re all great and amazing. Keep chugging through life and enjoying the roses that are our lovely BDSM culture 😘

P.S. Mercury is out of retrograde on Sunday too, so you all can have some much needed peace amidst the chaos.

Love ya,

Donnie Boy

This is so fracking cute. 😘😘😘😘😘😘

56. State 8 facts about your body 58. What are five ways to win your heart?

8 facts:
1. My nails are purple
2. My fingers have 5 rings on them
3. My toenails are neon pink
4. I think my knees look weird.
5. I wish I was taller than 5’2
6. My hair is curly and I love it
7. I could only love it more if it was lavender. (My hair)
8. My skin has been clearing up lately and it makes me feel pretty.

5 ways to my heart:
1. Intelligence.
2. Indulging my silly random obsessions
3. Forehead kisses
4. Harry Potter
5. Constant reassurances that I’m the one in *your* heart.

teasefordays:

Been getting a lot of new followers…

And I’m curious. What brought to my blog? What made you decide to follow?

Send me an ask if you feel like sharing, anon or not!

Hmmmmm someone indulged me quite a bit in messages and I love them for it. 😍

“For years I was much more on the dom side of the spectrum. My former partner and I were very much poly/open, and we incorporated our respective escapades into our own play; ie when she came home after having sex with another partner or hookup, I would call her an insatiable slut, etc. All good fun.

Then one day she told me that she had thought of actually cheating on me, of getting together with someone I didn’t know about and having a sexual relationship with them behind my back.

She was surprised how hot the idea made her. After some initial discomfort, I was amazed to discover that I too was aroused by the notion of her cheating. So I told her to go ahead if she felt like it. Of course (as I found out later), she already had someone in mind when she brought it up, so she eagerly took me up on the offer.

That point marked a turning point in our relationship. I found that I enjoyed feeling cuckolded and sexually disempowered, especially when she would taunt me with how superior her other lovers were to me. Again, all good fun – well, mostly at least.

As we explored the cuckold kink, we started experimenting with her more explicitly dominating me physically and psychologically. She would order me to masturbate where I might be seen, or edge me until I was about to explode and leave me unsatisfied, or peg me until I was sobbing. Even though neither of us are fans of gender stereotypes, we had fun messing around with feminization.

She and I are no longer together. But even after we split, the door to that dark, subby corner of my mind remained open. And that’s what drew me to your blog.”