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A bedtime story
Once upon a time, there was a little boy, he was a sweet little boy, but when he looked around at the world, he was confused about how he fitted in. Sometimes, he would whisper to himself that it was ok, really. And sometimes, he would sneak off and find things to hurt himself with and hope that no-one would notice.
This little boy would find sweet little girls and kiss them. They would kiss … Continue Reading
Waiting
I hate to wait, I hate it, hate it, hate it. I have no patience… when I want something, I want it now now NOW…
And I am waiting…
I want to bring you into the room over and over, because once is not enough after all the waiting.
The first time, I will grab you around the neck and shove you up against the wall before you have a chance to get your bearings, … Continue Reading
Button pushing
Before he leaves, there is more violent kissing, I shove him up against the fridge, banging his head against it, once, twice, he keeps his hands behind him, he doesn’t touch me, he just stands helpless in the face of my attack as he moans into my mouth.
He reaches for me when I pull away out of the kiss, he reaches for softness, straining to touch my lips with his, trying to keep contact … Continue Reading
More needles
This is my boy’s version of our play with needles described here – Needles.
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The needle you’re going to push through my left nipple is the second needle — the first has gone through my right nipple — and this second needle, though I don’t know it yet, is the one that’s going to make it hard for me to remember any of the needles which come after it, their order, the pain … Continue Reading
Needles
“How many, baby?”
You struggle to comprehend what I am asking, I see the shadow of confusion pass over your face as you try to focus, try to remember the last number, try to recall what we are up to…
“Ten?” Your voice raised in a question.
I shake my head, and I flick the ones I have thrust through the skin of your balls and cock one at a time, making you flinch as … Continue Reading
The other kiss goodbye
This is my boy’s perspective of our Kiss Goodbye.
Thank you baby.
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I am still unused to the new rule — before leaving you, I am to kneel bedside, arms behind my head, and say “thank you, Ma’am” — so I am nervous and concentrating hard on that process, hoping that I do it right, hoping that my knees don’t hurt too much on the wood floor, hoping that I am maintaining a … Continue Reading
Kiss goodbye
I kiss you goodbye, a quick kiss, I think, and I reach for you, kneeling there beside the bed, I hold your face up to me, licking at your upper lip, dipping my tongue behind it and drawing it into my mouth to lap at it, feeling your tongue chasing mine and opening my mouth wider to take more of you into me. I am gentle with you for a long time, tender, nudging and … Continue Reading