Stories by txprincess

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Learning to be Yours

“Cum for Me, Now.” “Yes that’s it, sweetness.” “Your honey scented juices fill the air.” “Your moans take over the room.” Inside your mind, you're in His arms. Being held tight, never letting go. Your mind is lost, lost to the world. Only His thought’s, cumming for His pleasure. Abruptly, “Relax, baby” It all comes crashing down. Crashing in His embrace. The...Read On

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The Art of a Spanking

The Precision of the Knight, He handles his princess with care.

His hand reaches across me. The belt brushes my already warm bottom. I feel it pull away, I block everything out. It is the only way to endure the pain. I feel the sting, the end on the far side of my left cheek, right in the middle of my bottom. His aim is perfect. The next one just below the first. He has a pattern he uses. The third will be above the first. Then the...Read On

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The Princess Chronicles - Chores

Princess learns the consequence of not completing her chores.

The Knight walked in from work, went to put His things away for the day, looks around shaking His head. “Take the dog for a walk,” He says to Abby. Walking in to the bed room, sound asleep is His sleeping princess all curled up in a ball. He can only assume she is naked as her favorite towel is falling off the bed and she did ask to take a bath. Her hair still in the sloppy ponytail...Read On

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The Princess Chronicles - Playtime in the Guest House

Princess has fun in the Guest House with Sweets

In all my life I have never been restricted from doing what I want so this is odd. Sweets, a friend of mine for a long time, and I were bored at my house, and we thought we would cure our boredom by experimenting with things we had never done before. Sweets is , twenty plus years old and very cute. She’s a ginger, with a petite little figure, sometimes I just want to squeeze her. We love to...Read On

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The Princess Chronicles – Guest House Consequences

Please read The Princess Chronicles - Playtime in the Guest House first...

My mind is racing; thoughts, so many thoughts: What did I do? Did I disappoint him, again? Is Sweets in trouble? He was really angry sounding, am I scared of Him angry? You are nuts princess, you trust Him with your life. You are no more scared of Him than of your pinkie finger, just stop. I keep thinking and thinking. I haven’t even made it to the door of the house yet, I know better than...Read On

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What is Love to Me?

I am a romantic, a silly crazy romantic. Love is something that is not tangible, not replaceable, not conditional, not faltering, not perfect, not sacrificial, blind. Romance, however is conditional, faltering, replaceable, sacrifice, perfect. I am a princess. I am His kitten. Love is protection, protective, carefree, simple, easy, hard, helpful, hurtful. My love...Read On

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This Gift

It is a gift, I really wanted to give it. I want all that it means. I'm new, in an old way. I know the procedure. I know the elements.  I know the desires. My gift is special. It is one of a kind. It is irreplaceable. Though it feels insignificant, Imperfect, insatiable. I want it to complete me, Not to leave a hole. Not in my heart, my heart is overflowing I can't tell...Read On

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Trust

The ultimate heartbreaker

Trust. A simple word. A simple meaning, A short word,  A huge responsibility, An even greater commitment. Some don’t understand The impact, The hurt, The release, The want, The end and The beginning. It is just a word, one would think, But without this word, This world would not exist. Mine, yours, only, always. Simple words, yet powerful  Powerful beyond all imaginable thinking. ...Read On

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Longing

Longing to be your’s for the world to see.

I long for your touch, I long for your smell, Like a primal being needing your blood. Your power is like no other. You make me weak, So your strength can hold me up. I am your's. My body, My soul, My heart. Your marks decorate my body, For all to see, 'till they vanish from sight. Your marks stay permanent for me to feel, I want, NO, I need that permanent one for all...Read On

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We Are Love

You are in my life, I want you here. Without you, who would share my fears? We are a set, we work, we fit. We need alone space. We need together space. We need Him, separate and together. He is the glue. He is the strength. He is the Hammer. We are the water. We are the life. Without us, He is not the same. Without us, He is incomplete. His love is not perfect. His love is...Read On

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In His Arms

In His Arms, I am His only always.

In His arms, there is calmness, There is angst, there is hesitation. In His arms, there is wonderment, There is amazement, there is quietness. In His arms, there is safeness, There is contentment, there is sanity. In His arms, He takes my pain. In His arms, I am the only one. In His arms, He is my only. In His arms, I am His, Always. Written by TxPrincess for publication...Read On

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My Voice

Hear My Voice

You perceived my kindness as weakness. Now my strength is perceived as selfish. You perceived my silence as compliance. Now my voice is perceived as vile. You perceive my friendliness as reconciliation. Now my explanations are perceived as lies. You perceived my actions as needy. Now my actions are perceived as self-centered. You perceived my love as a reason to control. Now...Read On

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My Box

Where I go to when I need to be safe, you may have heard it called subspace, I call it My Box

It is dark in here. It is safe. It is wonderful. Nothing can get to me. OH NO! He is here. He needs to leave. He was not invited. He is from the past. He scares me. Get out of my safe place! Wow, You’re here! How? Why? I am confused. “I have you” he says. There is light, You put holes in my box. You changed my darkness Now there is light. I close my eyes. You’re in my box!...Read On

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They are Still There, Just Hidden

Those smiles. Those names. Those looks. Those gestures. Those touches. You know the ones, You fell in love with. They are still there, They touch you. In ways you never, Expected, Wanted, Needed. You didn’t want to see. You didn’t want to feel. You didn't want to remember. You didn’t want to need. But some way, Some how, Some force, Some time. It hit you like a wall....Read On

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The Lollipop Princesses

The Lollipop Princesses Lucy65, Cinner, Hornsnhalo, and TxPrincess bored on Lush. A box of Lollipops in the center of the Playroom. Princess sneaks one, Strawberries N Cream. What to do? Light bulb goes off!! Runs to Cinner, shoves it in and swirls it around. Pops it out and into Lucy’s mouth. A startled Lucy gets excited…….. Lucy casually walks to Horns. ...Read On

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Wanty Pet

A conversation between a Mistress and her pet

Pet: I love you I want you I’m crazy about you Mistress: Such a wanty pet you are Pet: I am I want lots of you Want to know how wanty this pet is? Mistress: Yes pet Pet: I want to kiss you I want to run my hands all over you I want to caress you I want to play with your nipples I want to lick you I want to cuddle you I want to hold you I want to make you moan I want to undress you I want...Read On

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The Princess In Me

I am a Princess, created out of the rubble that my life became. No one wanted me. So deep inside I had to survive. Out of necessity you were born. I don’t know how, but you were mine. You are strong, something I am not. You are confident, something I am not. You are worthy, something I am not. You are a wonder, something I am not. You are a force, something I am not. ...Read On

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Is it real or is this a Princess’s Fairytale?

is this a Princess’s Fairytale?

Is it real or is this a Princess’s Fairytale? Is it real or is this a Princess’s Fairytale? It is real, I can feel it, Others can see it. Please explain this new thing. How can a love work across a wire? I can’t touch it, I can’t see it. The lines that have been crossed I tried to steer clear. When I got there, There was no line, My glasses were on, ...Read On

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You are the Tree

For you my Cinner, you are the Tree. You are Strong.

The tree is standing. The wind is near. The rain is coming. The tree is strong. Stronger than it knows. The wind is here. The rain is here. The tree is bending. The tree is swaying. The tree is holding on. The storm has come. The wind is whirling around. The water is rising. The tree is planted deep down. The wind has gone. The water has receded. ...Read On

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The Door That Was Closed

“You know my heart is breaking,” “Crying, it hurts, please stop.” she said. I realized at that point, That is the farthest thing from the truth. Breaking is bad, nothing bad is here; Just us, just the truth, just finding it. It is the area that has been locked away; Shut so that you can protect it. I found the key;  You didn’t even know it existed, You forgot...Read On

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The One I Chose

Who does the Princess Want? The Prince or The Knight?

Prince Charming is not my lover, Not my Happily Ever After, Not my True Love, Not my Rescuer, Not my Everything, Not my Heir Producer, Not the one I choose. This Princess does not need a Prince. She wants to be rescued, A Hero to take me away, A Lover to unleash my passion, Arms to hold me safe, A Protector of my heart, A Rider to whisk me away, ...Read On

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His Armor

The Armor of my Knight

Standing on the ledge, Waiting for the knowledge. It never comes, Only wonder, Only worry, Only darkness, Full of fear. Riding up below the ledge; There you are. The Armor of my Knight, It protects me, It loves me, It honors me, It saves me, It has my heart, And has vowed to; Always be mine!! ...Read On

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Falling

Falling I am about to crash, and no one wants to catch me. They say they do, but then they go. They ask what wrong, but don’t listen. The path was together, now it’s apart. They asked “What do you want?” I told them. I asked “did you understand?” I was ignored. I want to play, they do not. I changed to be wanted, I was not. I listen, but don’t understand. ...Read On

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Tears of a Princess

Have you ever seen the tears of a Princess?

They are pink, They are happy, they are sad, They are remorseful, they are hurtful. She feels the pain. Some she caused, some she nurtured, Some is for those that are so dear, Some is hers. They stain her face for all to see; To wonder why tears are falling. She tells those that can’t be hurt; Those that really can’t help. She will do it on her own; She...Read On