This image captures the peaceful, floaty contentment that I was feeling when it was taken. It was the morning after my first play date since March. I had been thoroughly and beautifully beaten, fucked, held and used. We had serious conversation and a lot of not serious conversation. There had been giggling and groaning – there were puns. I was positively glowing and not just from the spanking and caning.

My primary love language is touch and after the famine of the last few months, this was a wonderful feast.

Am I sated?

 

Sinful Sunday

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