Bicoastal Musings and other Shenanigans

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Inspection... it's simultaneously arousing and humiliating to be made to bend over for his inspection... finding my cunt soaking wet...

and now he has more information about just how twisted I am and that the humiliation he just subjected me to over the last 30 minutes turned me on even though I didn't want it to and had denied that it would.
 
It’s that look,
that one look you have,
the one that stops me
from talking,
from breathing
or walking -
it catches my gaze and
I can’t look away.
When I finally remember
to breathe,
I begin to pant
with anticipation
of what that look means
and I slowly come undone
as you walk toward me,
stalking me like a predator
stalks its prey -
it says you’re going to devour me
and I can’t wait to be consumed,
and all of this is conveyed with
that look.

sw (ms-woodsworld)
 
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