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Self-Discipline made him a better girl.
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Domination and control comes in many forms. Do you prefer yours to be softer and more like a sensual temptation or to come from a firm hand and direct voice? Perhaps a bit of both?
I should have shown more restraint.
I should have ignored his plush lips instead of adding color to them. I shouldn’t have used my bathing oils to soften his skin. I shouldn’t have applied mascara just because I wanted to frame his pretty eyes.
I shouldn’t have pouted every time he said he would cut his hair and I shouldn’t have made him walk around in my heels that one time when we were drunk.
Maybe if I hadn’t dragged him to my salon, I would still have a boyfriend....perhaps if I hadn’t tied him up with silk ribbons in bed and spanked him, then he would be strong enough to resist me. If I hadn’t burned his boxers he would still be my boy. Did I lock his manhood away when I locked a cage around his cock? I will never know the answer now.
He might have stood up for himself if I hadn’t made him wear skirts just for me. Perhaps he stopped feeling like a man when I gave him titties like mine. Now they feel so good when I press my nipples down on them.
It’s too late to show restraint, I love my girl now. I won’t give her up because I’m too selfish. She’s too pretty to let go of and too obedient to refuse me. Now the only control I show is over my pretty pretty girl.