Moochie’s Musings (and a pic or two)

Drip.
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Drop.
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I can’t tell how long I’ve been here.
I know it’s been a while because my foot is asleep.
...
Drip.
Drip.
...
I can hear it driving me insane. The sound is worse than this rope cutting into my side and yet still making me feel so... sexy. I feel sexy... but the torture is still happening.
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Drop.
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In that SOUND.
In that sound there is an infinite madness.
I can almost feel the droplets form like the beads of sweat on my brow from the exertion of being held so still by knots and pure will.
Drip.
....
Drop.
There’s no rhyme or reason. No pattern or order to it.
Drop.
That’s why it is able to claw in where nothing else has tonight.
That’s why all I can think of is rain.
...
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Drip-Drop.

Tightly bound and blindfolded in my soundproof room, water dripping at varying rates from several sources is all you can hear.
 
I think we will create way gates before actual transporters. Step through a door and emerge someplace else. We should sit around some night and discuss the possibilities
 
Of late, women in underoos.

Nothing like a lady in Wonder Woman panties to make the imagination soar.

And by soar I mean lots of sex stuff with a rope and maybe edging until it’s probably a crime.

Not all heroes wear capes. Some...just underpants.
 
Off topic again, but it’s my fucking thread, so deal.

I just looked into the mirror in my sister’s bathroom and I thought “huh, she’s actually kinda pretty.” Never thought such a thing before.
 
I just looked into the mirror in my sister’s bathroom and I thought “huh, she’s actually kinda pretty.” Never thought such a thing before.

Well done, that is an excellent move to seeing you as you actually are. Pretty is a good start, but you are nearer to believing what many have said here, you are beautiful inside and out. You just need to believe that as we do.
 
I just looked into the mirror in my sister’s bathroom and I thought “huh, she’s actually kinda pretty.” Never thought such a thing before.

Something we have seen already. Be proud of that and your “new” confidence.
 
Imagine if the copy deteriorates with each trip! That could lead to some rather horrible outcomes.

Deteriorating either physically or mentally with each trip would not be good. I would think it worse if it was mental as the results would be unseen until it was too late (or perhaps thought to be caused by something else like mental illness).

The theory to my mind is instant transport, no time but nanoseconds involved, so as long as they get the body transference sorted so you re appear with everything where it should be the mind shouldn’t be affected.

I’d be willing to take that risk to spend some time with you.

Quite the risk every time, I’m sure. My thought is about “jet lag” now and whether there would be that feeling if travel was instant but time change was intact.

I think we will create way gates before actual transporters. Step through a door and emerge someplace else. We should sit around some night and discuss the possibilities.

I would love to sit around an open fire under the stars and discuss all of these strange thoughts in my brain.

Teleportation

Just be sure to pack your fly swatter.

I secretly have (and have had for a long time) a huge crush on Jeff Goldblum (I mean, Earth Girls Are Easy?! :heart:) so I don’t know if I would have the heart to swat a fly as handsome as he is (Yes, even as a fly).

She isn’t Bart Simpson or Jeff Goldblum. So, she should be good.

I’m glad you think me more dynamic than those two... although I wouldn’t mind meeting Goldblum... :D
 
You are unbreakably sexy and even more so bound, tight and helpless.

I guess there is something more to the placement... the laying of the rope along the body...the feel of the tension; an extension of the top. An extension of their hold over the bottom... That part is what I’m needing.

Tied and alone..blindfolded

Alone? Or do I just think I am?

Oh, I think that could be arranged...

I think it will be taken care of soon. I hope.

Tightly bound and blindfolded in my soundproof room, water dripping at varying rates from several sources is all you can hear.

Driving me slowly inward... further... deeper into a solitary place... a place where I am lead by bound hand by the sound... the sound of dripping.

Of late, women in underoos.

Nothing like a lady in Wonder Woman panties to make the imagination soar.

And by soar I mean lots of sex stuff with a rope and maybe edging until it’s probably a crime.

Not all heroes wear capes. Some...just underpants.

This is very cute. Thank you for sharing.
 
That mirror thing...

That woman in the mirror is gorgeous !! :kiss:

That’s very sweet of you to say. Thank you.

Then you'd better get your eyes checked. ;)

I have pretty darn good vision... I just think sometimes my self-image is skewed.

Well done, that is an excellent move to seeing you as you actually are. Pretty is a good start, but you are nearer to believing what many have said here, you are beautiful inside and out. You just need to believe that as we do.

I still don’t know if I am actually pretty, but today I felt good in my skin and I think it showed in the mirror.

Something we have seen already. Be proud of that and your “new” confidence.

You see what I allow you to, what I want to share. I see every bit of me, even the bits no one will or could understand.

I do find you very dynamic.

An ever-changing and shifting tide.
 
Siblings

I have two sisters. Almost polar opposites. One is ultra-conservative, loves children, is blonde, plump, doesn’t drink alcohol, never married, and is very gullible. I’ve always heard her referred to by others as ‘the smart sister’ because she was on track to become a neurosurgeon before deciding to be a baker/nanny/mom instead. The other is liberal, can’t stand kids who aren’t family (and some who are), is a redhead, skinny, drinks lots of alcohol, is married, and doesn’t take shit from anyone since having her own cupcakes thrown at her on her birthday by a deranged homeless woman in San Fran. She’s always referred to as ‘the pretty sister’ because she is. I’ll be the first to say that. They’re both older to me, so I get ‘the younger sister.’

Tonight, I’m at my sister’s and didn’t bring anything to wear to lounge in from the hotel. While putting on my pretty sister’s tank top and sweatpants, which I would never have thought of fitting in last year, I couldn’t help but think: am I more than just ‘the younger sister’ now?

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I have two sisters. Almost polar opposites. One is ultra-conservative, loves children, is blonde, plump, doesn’t drink alcohol, never married, and is very gullible. I’ve always heard her referred to by others as ‘the smart sister’ because she was on track to become a neurosurgeon before deciding to be a baker/nanny/mom instead. The other is liberal, can’t stand kids who aren’t family (and some who are), is a redhead, skinny, drinks lots of alcohol, is married, and doesn’t take shit from anyone since having her own cupcakes thrown at her on her birthday by a deranged homeless woman in San Fran. She’s always referred to as ‘the pretty sister’ because she is. I’ll be the first to say that. They’re both older to me, so I get ‘the younger sister.’

Tonight, I’m at my sister’s and didn’t bring anything to wear to lounge in from the hotel. While putting on my pretty sister’s tank top and sweatpants, which I would never have thought of fitting in last year, I couldn’t help but think: am I more than just ‘the younger sister’ now?

Well you are the sister that has given me a very hard erection.
 
I have two sisters. Almost polar opposites. One is ultra-conservative, loves children, is blonde, plump, doesn’t drink alcohol, never married, and is very gullible. I’ve always heard her referred to by others as ‘the smart sister’ because she was on track to become a neurosurgeon before deciding to be a baker/nanny/mom instead. The other is liberal, can’t stand kids who aren’t family (and some who are), is a redhead, skinny, drinks lots of alcohol, is married, and doesn’t take shit from anyone since having her own cupcakes thrown at her on her birthday by a deranged homeless woman in San Fran. She’s always referred to as ‘the pretty sister’ because she is. I’ll be the first to say that. They’re both older to me, so I get ‘the younger sister.’

Tonight, I’m at my sister’s and didn’t bring anything to wear to lounge in from the hotel. While putting on my pretty sister’s tank top and sweatpants, which I would never have thought of fitting in last year, I couldn’t help but think: am I more than just ‘the younger sister’ now?

How lucky to have sisters, I’d be willing to put money on all three of you being pretty... and all three of you being smart, :heart:
 
I have two sisters. Almost polar opposites. One is ultra-conservative, loves children, is blonde, plump, doesn’t drink alcohol, never married, and is very gullible. I’ve always heard her referred to by others as ‘the smart sister’ because she was on track to become a neurosurgeon before deciding to be a baker/nanny/mom instead. The other is liberal, can’t stand kids who aren’t family (and some who are), is a redhead, skinny, drinks lots of alcohol, is married, and doesn’t take shit from anyone since having her own cupcakes thrown at her on her birthday by a deranged homeless woman in San Fran. She’s always referred to as ‘the pretty sister’ because she is. I’ll be the first to say that. They’re both older to me, so I get ‘the younger sister.’

Tonight, I’m at my sister’s and didn’t bring anything to wear to lounge in from the hotel. While putting on my pretty sister’s tank top and sweatpants, which I would never have thought of fitting in last year, I couldn’t help but think: am I more than just ‘the younger sister’ now?

You, my girl, are the gorgeous sister. No doubt about that.
 
People always doubt me...but I know exceptional beauty when I see it.
 
I have two sisters. Almost polar opposites. One is ultra-conservative, loves children, is blonde, plump, doesn’t drink alcohol, never married, and is very gullible. I’ve always heard her referred to by others as ‘the smart sister’ because she was on track to become a neurosurgeon before deciding to be a baker/nanny/mom instead. The other is liberal, can’t stand kids who aren’t family (and some who are), is a redhead, skinny, drinks lots of alcohol, is married, and doesn’t take shit from anyone since having her own cupcakes thrown at her on her birthday by a deranged homeless woman in San Fran. She’s always referred to as ‘the pretty sister’ because she is. I’ll be the first to say that. They’re both older to me, so I get ‘the younger sister.’

Tonight, I’m at my sister’s and didn’t bring anything to wear to lounge in from the hotel. While putting on my pretty sister’s tank top and sweatpants, which I would never have thought of fitting in last year, I couldn’t help but think: am I more than just ‘the younger sister’ now?

Lovely view. And very sexy as always.
 
Well you are the sister that has given me a very hard erection.

I don’t know what to say in return to comments like this. I never have. They make me uncomfortable. I know that wasn’t your aim with posting this, but what am I supposed to say to this? How do I respond appropriately? Intelligently? Help me to be better about receiving this type of compliment.

How lucky to have sisters, I’d be willing to put money on all three of you being pretty... and all three of you being smart, :heart:

I am very lucky to have them both, and yes, I am sure we are all very pretty and intelligent in our own ways. We balance each other in a way I can’t explain. I wouldn’t trade them for the world.

Your one DEAD SEXY sister that's for sure!!! :devil::devil:

Thank you. That’s very kind of you to say.
You’re*. (Couldn’t resist)

You, my girl, are the gorgeous sister. No doubt about that.

I am the ‘transcending labels’ sister now, actually. I am more me than any word can peg me with.

People always doubt me...but I know exceptional beauty when I see it.

Very sweet of you, thank you.

Lovely view. And very sexy as always.

Glad you enjoyed my picture. I figured I should include one considering this is about my pictures for many people more than my words or thoughts.
 
I don’t know what to say in return to comments like this. I never have. They make me uncomfortable. I know that wasn’t your aim with posting this, but what am I supposed to say to this? How do I respond appropriately? Intelligently? Help me to be better about receiving this type of compliment.



I am very lucky to have them both, and yes, I am sure we are all very pretty and intelligent in our own ways. We balance each other in a way I can’t explain. I wouldn’t trade them for the world.



Thank you. That’s very kind of you to say.
You’re*. (Couldn’t resist)



I am the ‘transcending labels’ sister now, actually. I am more me than any word can peg me with.



Very sweet of you, thank you.



Glad you enjoyed my picture. I figured I should include one considering this is about my pictures for many people more than my words or thoughts.

I always enjoy your musings. Sexy pictures are always nice to look at...but the creative mind behind them and the ability to express yourself in such a way? Sexy as fuck. :devil::kiss:
 
I always enjoy your musings. Sexy pictures are always nice to look at...but the creative mind behind them and the ability to express yourself in such a way? Sexy as fuck. :devil::kiss:

I find it easy and difficult at the same time to share the things in my head with (let’s face it) strangers... I worry I overshare... say too much... open myself more for further anguish... and then I will write about that...
 
Thoughts

I read somewhere once that your thoughts are like ice melting on a stove. In that your thoughts ride on their own sharing/melting. I do not believe you have overshared at all. I do hear your thoughts and they help me envision you. In a sense.. Your musings are an expression of thought and your pictures make you real!!
:rose:
 
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