submissivefeminist:

I embrace the words you call me to belittle me. I am stronger identifying with their meaning because when you call me “whore,” I think, “You jealous?” and when you call me “slut,” I think, “Ha! You wish I was yours.” So keep using those words on me, they only make me smile as think of pleasing my Dom later that night.

submissivefeminist:

I embrace the words you call me to belittle me. I am stronger identifying with their meaning because when you call me “whore,” I think, “You jealous?” and when you call me “slut,” I think, “Ha! You wish I was yours.” So keep using those words on me, they only make me smile as think of pleasing my Dom later that night.

i have these uber-religious bible thumper neighbours and whenever their kids would get in trouble there wouldn’t be scolding, only “remember who you are” and then spanking… seems really cruel and barbaric to me but i suppose that’s extremist religion

eenslaved:

She wasn’t sure how she ended up bracing herself against the brand new printer-photocopier, one hand clutching Principal White’s leg close to her. He held her firmly down with one hand on the back of her neck. The other rose and fell in rapid succession, delivering hard smacks across her bottom.
“Thank you, Mr. White,” she moaned on a long sigh after each strike. Her face was wet, her cunt was wet, she was sweating, her entire body weeping. She thrashed a bit, felt him easily exert just a little strength to hold her down.
“We’ll keep going, Miss Charlotte,” he said calmly. “I want to make sure your ass is fiery red so that it stands out. We must make sure this new color printer is in fine working order. Your students will appreciate having color copies, I’m sure.”

eenslaved:

She wasn’t sure how she ended up bracing herself against the brand new printer-photocopier, one hand clutching Principal White’s leg close to her. He held her firmly down with one hand on the back of her neck. The other rose and fell in rapid succession, delivering hard smacks across her bottom.

“Thank you, Mr. White,” she moaned on a long sigh after each strike. Her face was wet, her cunt was wet, she was sweating, her entire body weeping. She thrashed a bit, felt him easily exert just a little strength to hold her down.

“We’ll keep going, Miss Charlotte,” he said calmly. “I want to make sure your ass is fiery red so that it stands out. We must make sure this new color printer is in fine working order. Your students will appreciate having color copies, I’m sure.”