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As I’m heading to bed right now, I couldn’t help but be reminded about counting sheep. Instead of sheep, it’s you jumping over a fence and BAAAAing at me.

I said impress me. You’re going to have to take something as long as my arm.

Stuff another one in? Something tells me two toys aren’t enough for you. You may think that’s your limit, but that won’t stops from testing it out.

Depending on how high it is on the wall, I’m thinking either hurdling it or doing the Limbo.

Deep throat it balls deep and until my nose touched the wall or mirror.

Oh mistress to face you and thrust my dirty ass against the wall hard would be the ideal start, moaning around my lip gag wait for you to stuff another one in. My eyes crossed degrading myself with every thrust, your grip on my leash tugging me in the pink room as disco lights flash. Being made into your perfect whore to your laughter and delight. Wising to be the nasty bimbo toy for you to mold into something endearing

If I stuck a dildo on a wall and told you to “Show me what you’ve got”, how would you impress me? What are some tricks you might pull?

“SHAME” “Say it again.” “I FEEL SHAME” ——————————————————— Angel POV The day has come where I will face God himself. I cannot avoid the Heavens, fore there is no other place for me. Yet my world becomes dreary knowing that I must leave this place with all of my findings. Do I tell the truth? Does God not already know of my sins? If these are my wrongs, then why does it pull me into the abyss? It is all so foreign to me…yet all I crave. Feathers have slowly started to accumulate at my feet. What will I become if there is nothing left of me? Another falls right between my feet. It tickles my skin, causing me to take a step back just to feel another right under my foot. Looking down, there is a mass surrounding me. I look to my reflection to see that my wings are becoming sparse. The exposed skin sparks a rage inside of me. Stomping on to one feather after another, though it seems never ending as I’ve come to realize many more have decided to fall. I am not quite sure what was going through my mind in my brazen attack against myself, but once I glanced at my reflections again, I couldn’t help but stop in my tracks. My wings were almost completely exposed. My barren wings resembled a bat’s; thin and sickly. Just one touch and I’ve left it all tender. What have I become? What am I becoming? My train of thought is cut off by this ringing in my head. I am being summoned once more. How will I face God?

I always think of Charles Bukowskis short story, 6 inches when this fantasy arrises.

Sometimes when I am in the office, I fantasy about being tied up and humiliated by my boss. Making me obey her ever command and worshipping her.

Naturally. You can’t lie to me either.

Suddenly, I want to be reincarnated as a dog for a beautiful Mistress

THE BOX! The oh so dangerous box!!!!!

Kitty seemed interested in THE BOX. 😬

It depends who I'm saying them too If it's you then nothing be secret or denied. If it's my wife than there about 10% I never told her

Lucky dog 🐕 🙂

It was a fun session with you, I'm looking forward to see you soon!

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