Trinket box of junk

For Master's Dom friends I always receive them totally naked. It constantly reminds me I am His possession and to be displayed as His.
The status and meaning of clothing stripped from me in devotion to Master, beyond humiliation and aroused from being His.


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It is so difficult to write on myself. Just logistically, not ethically. Writing upside down, backwards if you try to use a mirror, on an anything but flat surface is the opposite of easy. You did really well here.

I also love the natural light from the windows in this picture. Bravo.

As for your words on possession and belonging to and with someone, these sentiments are wonderful.
 
It is so difficult to write on myself. Just logistically, not ethically. Writing upside down, backwards if you try to use a mirror, on an anything but flat surface is the opposite of easy. You did really well here.

I also love the natural light from the windows in this picture. Bravo.

As for your words on possession and belonging to and with someone, these sentiments are wonderful.

I admit this took a few attempts and was shot a while ago when we decided to start the thread. It took three men five attempts to get this and lots of washing off marker pen. This was after we first used one that didn't come off and I had to use nail varnish remover.
I know many find being a possession distasteful. I am glad you like my words. :kiss::kiss::kiss:
 
For Master's Dom friends I always receive them totally naked. It constantly reminds me I am His possession and to be displayed as His.
The status and meaning of clothing stripped from me in devotion to Master, beyond humiliation and aroused from being His.


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Absolutely exquisite, as ever, my dear!

Love the use of the natural light in your latest contributions and your dive in to the world of colour.

The shadows and the color adds so much texture and depth to your delicious curves.

And I love seeing writing on your lovely, naked flesh.

It has long been a fetish of mine.

You are wonderful and I am grateful that you share with us!
 
Absolutely exquisite, as ever, my dear!

Love the use of the natural light in your latest contributions and your dive in to the world of colour.

The shadows and the color adds so much texture and depth to your delicious curves.

And I love seeing writing on your lovely, naked flesh.

It has long been a fetish of mine.

You are wonderful and I am grateful that you share with us!

Thank you for your comments.
 
A feeling down day despite being a sunny morning. Missing Master, missing being touched, missing His scent.

Took Bracken for a walk in the forest then did a bit of shopping on the way back.

Some cleaning and cooking later, feeling slightly cheered up for getting outside.
 
Sorry that you feeling down my dear.

Glad that the weather is providing healthy distractions for you!

It can be so draining to be out of contact with that special person, not having their feedback or their thoughts, to not see their face or hear their voice.

Do you get to keep in touch when Master is away?

It pales compared to a live person there with you, but at least with text or video you can reaffirm that connection.
 
A feeling down day despite being a sunny morning. Missing Master, missing being touched, missing His scent.

Took Bracken for a walk in the forest then did a bit of shopping on the way back.

Some cleaning and cooking later, feeling slightly cheered up for getting outside.

I know this feeling well. I’m glad you’re feeling a little better, but we both know that the only thing which makes this all better is when your master is back and holds you again. I hope it is soon. 💜
 
Scrambling on rocks. I love to play outdoors, it reminds me of being a child and for a short while I can forget my self and slip into another world.

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Sorry that you feeling down my dear.

Glad that the weather is providing healthy distractions for you!

It can be so draining to be out of contact with that special person, not having their feedback or their thoughts, to not see their face or hear their voice.

Do you get to keep in touch when Master is away?

Yes, we chat but it's not like having him there.

It pales compared to a live person there with you, but at least with text or video you can reaffirm that connection.

I know this feeling well. I’m glad you’re feeling a little better, but we both know that the only thing which makes this all better is when your master is back and holds you again. I hope it is soon. 💜

Yes, there is nothing that replaces physical contact.
 
Scrambling on rocks. I love to play outdoors, it reminds me of being a child and for a short while I can forget my self and slip into another world.

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Timeless..

Lovely photo (again) recalling those days scrambling without a care in the world x
 
I love the way your sweet pussy lips are exposed in that shot, instant arousal for many I am sure xxx
 
Objectification

There were three men, I think. I could hear their voices and them sound of their shoes on the hard wooden floor. I could hear them discussing me. My cunt twitched.
Hands caressed my buttocks, thighs and back. I was examined and then fingers explored my wetness.

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There were three men, I think. I could hear their voices and them sound of their shoes on the hard wooden floor. I could hear them discussing me. My cunt twitched.
Hands caressed my buttocks, thighs and back. I was examined and then fingers explored my wetness.

‘My cunt twitched’ - those three words got me twitching too. Great pic and I’m very jealous of the three guys
 
Late night use for Master and two guests.
A slave's duty to be at her Master's command 24/7. Maybe unexpected and unprepared use is the most arousing for me. The feeling of anticipation, not knowing what will happen. Adrenaline, arousal. Difficult to now sleep.

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Waiting

Do I talk here about some of the things that pass through my head? Some moments with Master where conventions of normality dissolve and I am lost. The passion for things that are dark and should be wrong. My love of things that should be hidden and are not to spoken. Maybe my prison in the forest is a release an escape and not a prison at all?

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Late night use for Master and two guests.
A slave's duty to be at her Master's command 24/7. Maybe unexpected and unprepared use is the most arousing for me. The feeling of anticipation, not knowing what will happen. Adrenaline, arousal. Difficult to now sleep.

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Do I talk here about some of the things that pass through my head? Some moments with Master where conventions of normality dissolve and I am lost. The passion for things that are dark and should be wrong. My love of things that should be hidden and are not to spoken. Maybe my prison in the forest is a release an escape and not a prison at all?

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Fascinating. Do tell?
 
Photography

A bit about photography.
I used to be a photographer, when I was somebody. A had issues working but for a while I enjoyed it. Portraiture mostly, families, kids etc. for a franchise. I loved some days, other I hated.
Photography was also a window into my sexuality. I used to have a Flickr profile. I posted a few 'anonymous' nude then got more explicit. I loved the feedback, the comments, the faves. I guess it was an exploration into my kinky side, a first enlightenment.
I looked younger than I was and Flickr blocked my profile and it all got complicated. My world crashed down and that precipitated a bad a time for me.
I still take most of my shots. I have trained Master (anyone tried to train a Dom?) and He is very good now. We also have a friend who takes some of the more 'arty ones when He is over. Sometimes other guests take them. We have been building up a portfolio of images, my Lit thread is just the tip of an ice-berg.
 
I am glad my Titanic has hit your Iceberg! Even if it is Just The Tip
;)
 
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