waiting-traill:

I would be happy with just cuddles and random txt’s…

You deserve a lover who wants you disheveled, with everything and all the reasons that wake you up in a haste and the demons that won’t let you sleep.

You deserve a lover who makes you feel safe, who can consume this world whole if he walks hand in hand with you; someone who believes that his embraces are a perfect match with your skin.

You deserve a lover who wants to dance with you, who goes to paradise every time he looks into your eyes and never gets tired of studying your expressions.

You deserve a lover who listens when you sing, who supports you when you feel shame and respects your freedom; who flies with you and isn’t afraid to fall.

You deserve a lover who takes away the lies and brings you hope, coffee, and poetry.

Frida Kahlo

Lovely.

You have rung the bell, milady? How can I be of service?

callmeithaca:

I am so so sorry, anon, in advance.

But ****milady?****

M i l a d y????

I cannot believe in the year of our lord 2018 I got a message with “milady” in it.

You can be of service by not calling people that because now it just makes me think of fedoras and katanas hahahaha. I appreciate everything else about this message, but my dude, you’ve got to make sure your deferent title is something that isn’t widely mocked. Also, just call me ithaca, yeah? That’s how you can be of service.

😂

Happy domme thoughts

Hi. I just. I have this boy. And by some stupid twist of fate AND LUCK…I get to call him MY boy. Like…for some reason… he consented to that. And it makes me so deliriously happy because he’s exactly the boy I’ve always wanted. Considerate. Unselfish. Generous. Forthcoming. Loyal. Oh also, yeah, perfect. He is PERFECT. Perfect for me. He lets me be lazy when I need it. He lets me put myself first. He puts me first in his own life. I mean like….I torture him with play time…and I get thanked. ROUTINELY. Dunno how or why I got so lucky. He is the fucking absolute best.

Thank you my dear boy @gentleg1nger

i see that you live in the northeast… how far are you from boston? would you take a night or too with an 18 y/o, 5’3, 95 lbs girl?

art-of-domination:

So I get these every so often. And it doesn’t offend me nor do I feel insulted or upset. I want to take the time to answer your question so you can hopefully understand and learn.

It bothers me that you would put yourself in this situation. Just because I write words that you like and say things that are occasionally funny, doesn’t give you any insight as to who I am or whether I’d be what you want. You don’t know me. You don’t know anything about me. I could be 75 years old. I could be morbidly obese. I could be unemployed living in my parents’ basement. All of these things are possible.

But worse, I could be a criminal. I could be moonlighting here as a woman. I could be dangerous or deviant and put you in harm’s way. You don’t know any of this.

And I don’t know anything about you. What are you like? What do you want? What’s your history and your past and what are you looking for? All I know is your alleged age (reminder: please be at least 18 to read this blog) and some bland measurements. I need to know a lot more about someone to give them my time. And you should require the same. More so even.

Don’t go around the Internet sending careless messages like this. You know why? Because the wrong person is going to take you up on it. And I don’t want that to happen to you. There are many great people to meet. Take the time and do the work to find one. Learn from your experiences about what you like and don’t like. Talk to people, learn about them. Understand them and more importantly, make sure they understand you.

You matter. You are important and special and you need to make decisions that reflect that. Don’t be careless with your body or your mind. Find someone worthy of you. Because you is pretty fucking awesome. Stop sending anon messages asking if someone would meet you. That’s not how you’re going to find someone who you like and who cares for you. All you’re going to find on that path is the potential for trouble. Do better. You’re better than that.

Q U A L I T Y answer. Know your worth. Please.

teasefordays:

We are going to edge you, just like this. If you tell me you’re close, I’ll lift off for 10 seconds. Only 10. Then back down to drag deliciously around your flushed and leaking cock. How many times will I lift off until you’re begging me? Begging to stop, begging to cum? Begging for literally anything other than that slow slick glide of my slit along your cock?

Let’s count them together. 😉