TSH bound me tight, arms and torso trapped in place. He leant over me, “I’m going to hurt you.” A shiver ran through me of ‘want not want’ as I saw the look on his face. And then he taped over my mouth so I couldn’t speak, and blindfolded me too.
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TSH backed me into the doorframe, trapping me in position with his body weight, a sure-fire way to turn me on. But rather than manhandling me, he planted a delicate, counter-intuitive kiss on my lips.
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A few weeks ago, I stumbled across a Tumblr feed that fed into my most deviant and dark places. To be honest, it scared me a little. It was the visual representation of so much that I’d fantasised about over the years.
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“I want to spank you,” TSH said. I looked him straight in the eye and pulled off my top. Taking my hand, he pulled me upstairs to the bedroom where we both undressed and stood, looking at each other, slightly uncertain. It had been a long time since we had played.
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I saw the crawling prompt for Kink of the Week and it tapped into a bit of my brain. I’ve never been told to crawl in anything other than a fun sense: TSH & I were watching a spanking DVD, me sat on the floor between his legs. We needed to switch the disc or something and in keeping with our viewing, he told me to crawl over so he could watch my arse as I moved. So I crawled the few feet forward and made the most of it…
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