Our new toy: the Sex Kitten Ball Gag.
Now Lily has to communicate with me in a much more primal way.
Our first spanking video.
Us.
Lily was a naughty little elf… hence her adorable pink cheeks. —S
Moments after this was taken, we were fucking insanely. And those of you with a good eye will notice Lily’s tanned bottom. -S
Schoolgirl Lily. She was very very naughty and was appropriately dealt with. —S
Yes, she married me. —S
Lily’s derrière. I expect it to be a different color later today. —S
born this way
This post from littlemissspankypants turned me on waaaaay more than it should. Not the part about a little kid under the bed (you should probably go read it for context), but the idea of kinks running so deep. When I read this guy’s anecdote, I don’t think, that’s really weird, or that’s really young, or I wonder where that came from. I think, that craving will never go away. Never be sated.
To me, some years into a kinky life and a kinky marriage, that’s hot. And comforting.
In this spirit, one of my own earliest kinky memories: I remember being at daycare, age 3 or 4, playing with a boy I liked from preschool. The two of us were in the basement of the house. We were taking turns kidnapping each other. One of us would pretend to be minding our own business, and the other would come up from behind, grab the “victim” and cover their mouth, and drag them off to some corner to “tie them up.” We didn’t know anything about sex, but we somehow knew we should keep this little game private.
If I live to be 100, I will never get enough of the kidnapping game.
Other early kinky/sexual fantasies? Please share!
-Lily