Tag: tag party

  • flashdoggy: domgayhusbands: Never forget who your King is- the Head of the Household, the Man in the relationship, your Protector, your Owner… your Husband. But…..where’s the dog? The pup is out of frame, curled up next to its Masters’ bed on its own cushion, half in a doze. The yard was purged of squirrels this…

  • Alastair tugs on my sleeve. I tear my gaze away from the dancing revelers to look at him. He jerks his head slightly – as much as one tends to do when they have horns jutting out of their head that can injure someone. I raise an eyebrow and follow him away from the bonfires,…

  • leprinceofsins: Magic Wood barebacks Draven Torres at RawStrokes.com (xox) Later, after we were snuggling in post-coital bliss, he said: “I’m jealous.”I tilt my head up and met his dark eyes. “Of what?”“Other men…the men you had before me. The one night stands in college, the bar hook-ups, the party sex orgies, your boyfriends…so jealous that…

  • He came by to help you close up the store. Your sister runs the place, selling very nice bath products and tattoo care, soap and candles. She wanted a night off, so you worked her shift. By closing time, the place was dead, so you invited your boyfriend to keep you company. Recently, you can’t…

  • “What are you thinking, Jessup? You’re always so quiet.”“Cause I’m listening.”“What are you listening to? The shower?”“You. Your breathing. The way the water splashes off your skin, the sound of the loofah as you wash me..”“Are you enjoying it?” I ask.“Mmm very much. It’s so hard to find a lover, with me as I am,…

  • “Look what I made,” Avery said again, bursting with pride. “I made these.”“They’re beautiful. Made with love,” Graham confirmed, wrapping his arms around his partner. “They are.” Avery took deep breath, inhaling the scent of fresh-baked pies. “You think they’re beautiful? They’re kinda messy. The filling spilled out everywhere.”Graham nuzzled their noses together and placed…

  • obedienceisgolden: I try to be Daddy’s sexy little wife as much as I can. Making him happy and horny is what I live for. I hear his soft footfalls as he enters the kitchen. “Hello Jackson,” I say, busy prepping supper.“God, I could listen to you say my name forever,” he admits. “I love your…

  • New! Visible reblog buttons and tags!

    Guess what? =D My posts on my Tumblr landing page have ‘REBLOG’ buttons now! This means you can reblog any post you like without having to open it up into a new window! Not only that, but you can view all the tags for each post and see other posts that share that tag too.…

  • As he put away my coat, a bing came from the kitchen. “Ohhh the roast is ready.”Before I could say anything my houseboy jogged back to the kitchen, his pert butt bouncing behind him. I followed him there. “Henry, what is that smell?”“Roast chicken,” he replied, matter of factly. “I put a lot of butter…