I don’t care what kind of blog I have I will blog this no matter what.
"Craving sensation: feeling unreal" was such a huge part of the beginning of my relapse. I was convinced that people in front of me didn’t even exist and I kept touching things and trying to feel sensation. I’m reblogging because I know that that was so horrifying for me and I never want anyone else to go through it.
In case someone needs to see thisJust in case this can help someone. Some suggestions also seem harmful (eating a hot pepper really hurts!!!) but steps to feeling better and not self harming is most important. Sending you love and light
STOP SCROLLING! Please reblog this vitally important information because at least one of your followers is self-harming. Thank you!
I need this
I’ve used some of these and they really do help! Reblogging forever simply because this could help save someone
A bit of an odd way to break my hiatus, I know, but this is important.
"Oh, yes. Yes, I’ve got her. Come on in."
"No, she won’t be any trouble."
"Yes, all of them. Come on."
I effing love zippers
Girls. Girls. This is hot, but it is so obviously photoshoot bdsm. You in the yellow; you’re not fit to hold a leash. Get on your knees, between the other one’s legs. Rub your pussy and lick hers. Don’t you dare let her cum, or cum yourself. As for you in the black—remember to keep eye contact while I slap that attitude out of you.
Please please please.
I like how you can think of either one of them as the top, so easily.
YBG loves being the teacher’s pet…especially Father Jean’s….
Only once you can lick my toe as I jerk myself off and not be distracted by my cock will you be allowed to suck it.
It’s almost zen like that.
(also dude come on. “asian student’s” would have been acceptable; “asian students’” is not. Only one asian student is depicted; presumably other of his asian students are tops, or disinterested in him, or disinterested in sex, or submissives who nevertheless have an obnoxious attitude.)
I like the idea that the reason the shackles are so long is because they’re not for bondage. Not really.
They’re because she comes with the bed.
Oh Darla, how many dark dreams do you inhabit?
You teased me all night with those sexy white gloves of yours, didn’t you. But now it’s my turn to touch as I please.
that ring looks perfect for dragging me around with.
It matches the one in your mouth, which will keep you useful when you get wherever we’re going.
When I come home I want to find you still dressed and fingering yourself.
Still dressed, Sir? Why?
So that I can rip your clothes off before I slap you for touching your pussy without me.
But if you told me to do it, why would you punish me?
Because I want to. Because you’ll never be the bad little girl you so desperately want without being told.
Don’t worry, I’ll let you rest your head in my lap while I read. No cock for you tonight, though, so behave.
There’s something about the combination of the very serious equipment and the semi-casual attitude that I really like.
"Don’t worry, YBG—you can cum all you want! Just tell Father Damien we forced you!"
They know she’ll be punished anyway if she does, of course. Who do you think put them up to this?
You know, Playtoy made the same sounds when I fucked him like this…;)
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It is the weirdest feeling being spanked there, but it feels oddly pleasurable.
All the nerve endings are alive and sensitive.
Girl, I did not tie you up so that you could hide from me.