Wear it. Lounge on it. Walk on it…and sink those heels into it. Embrace Your dominion. It’s there for the taking. So take and take and take…until there’s nothing left to take.

Wear it. Lounge on it. Walk on it…and sink those heels into it. Embrace Your dominion. It’s there for the taking. So take and take and take…until there’s nothing left to take.

RealBeauties RealGirls

The Still Of Early Morning. There&Amp;Rsquo;S A Crispness In The Air. A Peaceful Quiet.but If You Listen Closely&Amp;Hellip;You Can Hear The Far Off Snaps Of The Traps Springing Shut. The Occasional Faint Cry Or Yelp. Sounds That Bring A Smile To My Face.

You Can’t Believe The Frustrating Day I’ve Had! First…I Was Informed The Arctic Fox Shoe Pom Poms I Ordered For My Jeweled Louboutins Will Not Arrive In Time For The Winter Ball. Some Lame Excuse That That Particular Species Had Been ‘Hunted

They Can’t Get Too Snug Or Too High. I Love It When The Fine Italian Leather Kisses Up Against My Sex. The Little Calves Gave It Up For A Worthy Cause. My Happiness.

My Older Sister&Amp;Hellip;Waiting&Amp;Hellip;For Me To Get Out Of Detention. I Didn&Amp;Rsquo;T Even Do Anything Wrong. Other Kids Broke The Window, But I Got The Blame. It Won&Amp;Rsquo;T Matter To Her. Just Another Excuse To Beat Me To A Pulp, Kick And Stomp Me Til

You May Have Been Scared Of Them Back When. You Should Definitely Be Scared Of Them Now!

A Treasured Photo Of Me. Taken On A Trip To The Rugged Oregon Coastline. The Rental Cliffside Home Was Magnificent. Appointed Perfectly To My Taste. The Perfect Mix Of Industrial And Contemporary, Colorful Flair. The Weather Would Prohibit Venturing

You&Amp;Rsquo;Re A Rich Little Boy. Aren&Amp;Rsquo;T You! Raised Just So. Taught All The Proper Manners. Always Deport Yourself Appropriately. I Bet Your Mother Even Had One Of Those Proper Debutantes All Picked Out For You To Marry Someday. Carry On All The

Damn! The Martians Aren&Amp;Rsquo;T Cooperating. Well Then&Amp;Hellip;Just Make The Hole Bigger. And Deeper. A Lot Deeper.

I Don&Amp;Rsquo;T Care That Your Fucking Knees Ache.i Don&Amp;Rsquo;T Care That Your Jaw Hurts.i Don&Amp;Rsquo;T Care That It Hurts To Breathe. If You Don&Amp;Rsquo;T Want Me To Break Five More Ribs, You&Amp;Rsquo;Ll Keep Up The Rhythm Of Your Stroking To My Satisfaction

Poor Little Justin. You Had It All Little Boy. You Had Me!But That Wasnt Enough For You! The Lying. The Cheating. The Remarks And Insults Fed To The Tabloids.well Now You Want To Come Crawling Back Ehhh? Like I Couldn&Amp;Rsquo;T See That Coming.well The

Nothing Gets The Privilege Of Adorning My Body&Amp;Hellip;Touching My Skin&Amp;Hellip;Lest It First Suffers And Bleeds For That Privilege.my Game. My Rules.the More The Merrier. My Closets Are Vast.

Well D Day Has Arrived Here. I&Amp;Rsquo;Ve No Idea Whether My Blog Will Be Dissected, Or Sanitized, Or Simply Disappear Completely. But If You Have Been An Avid And Enthusiastic Follower Of What I Have Created Over The Years Here, Then I Suggest Joining

© 2007-2021 www.adulthis.com