(Forgive the rude gorilla in the beginning. Not my taste in humor, but the rest is fantastic). http://www.wimp.com/animalvoiceovers/ www.MaggieCarpenter.com https://www.amazon.com/author/maggiecarpenter
The sweet succulent silence surrounds me with its seductive energy. The blindfold’s blackness engulfs my vision, and as I sense His approach, I wonder, am I breathing? The sweet touch of His fingertip flutters across my shoulder, shivers down my arm, resting upon my bound wrists, underlining, underscoring, His control. The sweet nectar of His…
If you look back as you move forward a) you’ll probably get lost b) you’ll probably trip over c) and you might just miss your exit _____________________________________________ www.MaggieCarpenter.com MagCarpenter@yahoo.com http://www.amazon.com/Maggie-Carpenter/e/B0034QAYIU/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_1
I tried. I promise. I really tried. He was mad about me. Totally and truly. Romantic cards filled my mailbox. Expensive gifts graced important occasions. Each and every anniversary remembered and celebrated. But when night brushed its heavy ink across the sky, a blindingly bright, shadowless light fell upon us, leaving nowhere to hide. A…
Hello my dear, wonderful, D/s friends. For the last couple of months, I have been working with a webmaster/blog person, to give my blog some zip. A whole new look. Unfortunately, it has become extremely stressful and very distracting. Apparently, the redirection process from WordPress to the wonderful new blog requires jumping through all kinds…
REBLOGGED FROM: A FADED ROMANTIC’S NOTEBOOK: But will you? I have been as guilty of it as anyone. But much less so these days. Now the shadows are lengthening. Because there is but one life. There is no heaven in which to smugly contemplate relentless eternity. There is no hell to somehow face greater…
“Never close your lips to those whom you have already opened your heart.” ― Charles Dickens “No, I don’t think I will kiss you, although you need kissing, badly. That’s what’s wrong with you. You should be kissed and often, and by someone who knows how.” ― Margaret Mitchell, Gone with the Wind “I have…
Just the word itself! Spanking! Isn’t it somehow hypnotic? What is that sparking desire so many of us have to be spanked? Is it the adrenalin rush? The heart pounding anticipation? The overwhelming intimacy? What instrument of discipline will he use? The hairbrush? Paddle? Or his hot hot hot hands? And why is he going…
When I awoke this morning, the poetic prose of the Mysterious Dom (see previous post – In The Dom’s Own Words) was floating through my mind, like a golden leaf hovering on a gentle breeze, then drifting to the ground on a cool autumn day. When I am in the whirlwind of writing a book, the…
Sometimes, in the middle of a perfectly tedious day, there can come across your path, a touch of wanton wickedness. An unexpected erotic jolt, that causes the sweet submissive’s butterflies to spring to life. A deliciously decadent email popped into my inbox, and read as follows: Your blog is quite delicious. Providing discipline to unruly…
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