Hi, I am a Texas Princess and expected to be treated as such if you have questions as to what that entails just ask me. I am taken.....please see TxKnight's and Babygirlew's profile.....I don't play with others, not because I am not allowed (although true) I don't want to. I enjoy chatting and posting pictures. I am open about my life for the most part, so just ask. Please respect me and my friends or you may find yourself on the ugly end of my wand...gigglesNo whispers....No Pvt Chat request....thank you
Very much so. I write so that I can create ideal worlds which can be a mental playground for anyone who cares to enter them but ultimately I write my stories to please and entertain myself. I completely agree, most mine happen in my head, and I usually have to take breaks during the writing process, expecially the editing part (why I employ an editor). Dreams mostly either day ones or the night ones. My latest was written as I was on the elliptical machine, had to stop and type it up on my phone so i would not forget it.
Happy Birthday Darlin !!!!!
I would love to see completely anonymous scoring... I agree, but would like comments to be made for low scores, I have pissed some one off in a chat room and they like went and gave tons of my stories a 1 with some jerky comment that had nothing to do with my story. I want constructive critiques not personal bashing.
Happy Birthday Darlin....huggs
Happy Birthday Darlin'
I want you to want meI need you to need meI'd love you to love meI'm begging you to beg me~~~Cheap Trick~~~
Happy Birthday Darlin ! ! ! ! Hope it was a wonderful Day ! ! ! ! !
To each his own....if you don't like what is going on in my life, fuck off......if you don't want me in yours have be balls to fucking tell me.
Today it happened.... He scared me to death… My eyes are closed… On the elliptical.... In my head… No cares in the world. My waist is surrounded, the arms are big, hard, defined, non-giving, pulling me off the elliptical. My hands are secured behind my back, before I can even begin flailing from the sudden attack. Tossed over his shoulder, down the steps he went. I'm bouncing...
Added 22 Jul 2016 | Category Flash Erotica
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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...
Added 03 Jul 2014 | Category Spanking
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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...
Added 24 Apr 2013 | Category Lesbian
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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...
Added 15 May 2013 | Category Spanking
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To say I don't care Is to say I don't think To say I don't love Is to say I don't breathe My silence is for the hurt my words might cause My absence is for the ones my actions may hurt My thoughts are never selfish I put myself last, self-preservation is irrelevant "What will make you happy?" I ask. Will my words make you sad? I keep them inside. Will my words make...
Added 08 Sep 2015 | Category Love Poems
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Lost in the battle Lost in the hustle Lost in the day Lost in the night Not looking, but wanting My hand touches it My heart breaks a little more A tear falls The memories flood in That night That moment The surrender The gift Holding it in my hands Wanting it more than ever Wondering if it will ever be again Hoping for the moments I put...
Added 05 Sep 2015 | Category Love Poems
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The wetness between your legs. The nubs beneath your top. The bruising of your skin. The redness of your bottom. The raised skin on your thighs. The thoughts running through your mind. The slick finger that was inside the warmth. The metal that runs through the taut nubs. The squirms you make in your chair. The throbbing you can’t control. The deep voice that...
Added 29 Apr 2015 | Category Erotic Poems
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My heart hurts. My head tells me to be realistic. It was not meant to be. The tears flow, for reason unknown. The heart wants to blame, Wants to hate, Wants the hurt to go away. Logic will prevail, one day. Hopefully soon. The unknown heartache; Unbearable, Tiring, Relentless. Time is needed. To accept. To get past. To move on. Heartbreaks, Can not be the end. A...
Added 18 Feb 2015 | Category Love Poems
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I'm alone, in my fort. The tears streaming down. Built to be a shelter, for me alone. I let him in, though my heart breaks. My mind wants logic, my heart wants protection. My body, defies it all. It is his and his alone. He knows, this Knight of mine. He takes control of his possessions. My parts are in turmoil, an internal battle. He comes unarmed, so one may think. ...
Added 08 Jan 2015 | Category Love Poems
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Do you know what abandonment is? It's crazy I need to explain it. It can take on many forms. Come in many different ways. Most assume it is leaving. Did you ever think of the silence? You forget; It's the absence of something. Something you need. Something you crave. What are you missing? The touch. The feeling. The magic of it all. The touch, Where did it go? The feeling,...
Added 04 Jan 2015 | Category Love Poems
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