The Change

The Change 

All that time past by. While I was dreaming of us, you were only thinking of you. Yet my love I continued to give and you continued to take.

It didn't take long for you to recognize the change in me. I ceased removing gems from my crown. Tossing them your way, desperately hoping one day you'd recognize my worth. But it wasn't you who couldn't see me. It was I who lacked vision of my gifts.

So I destroyed all the unsent love letters and let the tide carry them away. Along with the sand castle of dreams and promises of you and I. 

There's no welcome mat laid at my new castle, for you to wipe your dirty feet on. Enter my kingdom, you may attempt, but approach with the absolute knowledge; the entrance is no longer gauntlet free.  

I, You, Us

I, You, Us 

I am you. You are me.

When I fly, we soar together as one.

High above the clouds, blessed with a divine point of view. Having an eagle's eye perspective into each other's soul, no matter how far apart we may roam. 

We bathe in the knowledge of endless, unconditional love awaiting to engulf us upon our return. 

An Unfinished Masterpiece

An Unfinished Masterpiece

Unconventionally lovely. Beautifully flawed.

Her deep gashes are more than scars, but lessons learned. Constantly growing and evolving. 

Depending on your perception. She can be either enigmatic or transparent. Each of her layers a different work of art. Every year, she adds new hues to her canvas. Yet she's criticized by those who are colorblind. They desperately try to force her into a frame for their comfort. 

She's unframable.

Priceless and one of a kind. 

An unfinished masterpiece.

Daddy's Girl

Daddy's Girl 

Bent at the waist, legs shoulder width apart, grasping my ankles. I've been a bad girl and Daddy's here to administer my punishment. 

The sound of supple leather being slapped against his palm, hardens my nipples. Anticipating the sweet sting to be laid upon my backside. "You've been a bad girl and your transgressions need correction!" 

I know not to move, for I've been punished before. Prove to Daddy I'm his good girl, count off each smack I must.

Ssssmmmaaacckkkk!!!

"One! Yes, Daddy! I'll be good!"

Ssssmmmmaaaccckkkk!!!

"Two! Yes, Daddy! I'll be good!"

Three, four and five more to go.

Each smack, arousing me to no end. My flesh flushed and excited. Moans of pleasure from pain assaulting the silence. My nipples rivaling the hardness of a stack of dimes. The wetness of my yoni, trickling down my leg. Clear, sweet and viscous like honey. Daddy fingers me and is pleased.

Daddy rewards me with his thick cock, thrust deep and deliberate. Allowing me to release my essence all over him and lick him clean. Daddy nods in approval. 

I'm Daddy's good girl.