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Sir Hugo's bondage barbie, pain princess, lil girl, BOOT and foot pig.."oink"...giggles xx
Currently involved in a relationship. My energy and time are focused on my service to Him. He is all i need,want and more....xx
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A few weeks ago, Sir gave me His leather vest and chaps to clean and condition. During the TLC process, I
realized used and worn leather is awesome and wonderful, with its
nicks, with knee indentations where He has bent, walked, even worked.
This leather, pure and simple, has its own essence, has a history; it
can even tell some pretty interesting stories (grins).
As my fingers
traveled across His chaps, I felt and saw traces from wear and usage.
I caught my breath when I came to the area where His knees had been.
Smiling, my touch tender and loving, I realized this is my Sir’s second skin. I blushingly admit I pressed my face onto His chaps and inhaled His scent, giving me goose bumps.
As I cared for His vest, I noticed where a pin had once been on the
left upper side; I laid my head against that place, where Sir’s
heartbeat can be heard when He wears it, giving me goose bumps too.
My Sir’s
leather has character and I enjoyed every moment over the last two weeks,
cleaning, airing and conditioning. Sir’s leather is a part of Him and
His history; I am honored and very happy i am a part of His leather’s
character, history, present and future as His submissive and friend.
His
leather is soft and supple now and ready to be worn. I can’t wait to
be on my knees worshiping the man in the leather that has so much
character (starting at His BOOTS )..of course..
***Thank You Sir for all that You give to me.***
Sir Hugo's butterfly...xx
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Just call me gracie...Sir's "gracie"....giggles xx
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I celebrated the New Year with Sir, in the mountains, under the stars, in a warm sleeping bag.. giggles...There's nothing in comparison..Nothing i would have rather been doing..A New Year, New Dreams and New Hopes..and it all began with my Sir. xx
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Licking , kissing and worshiping His boots is always my pleasure. Whether they are on His feet or in my hands, they are an extension of Him.
Being handed Master's boots and being told to care and worship them is my honor and my fantasy turned into reality.
xx
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Not every collar goes around the neck. Some go around the heart, some go around the waist...**smiles** xx
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Saturday will be a year to the day i said hello to my Sir..wow, time sure does fly. Especially when one is having fun. **giggles** xx
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There is something about those words He uses. Those name He calls you, Those phrases meant to elicit a response, and you do respond. All of you responds and your body betrays you, always.
There is something about being thrown down and taken. Not against your will, for your will is to be there to please, to submit, to offer, to relinquish and you cry out for breath, for more, for Him and you know you are home.
There is something about being drug into the shower and forced to your knees , hissed at for silence, growled at to be still, and awaiting the flow that you know marks you as HIS.
There is something about kneeling quietly beside Him, your body bruised, reddened, coated tired and your mind is silent..for once, for a time. your head bowed, your eyes closed, your lips quivering as His fingers touch you. Your submission unquestioned , Your peace at hand...~ xx
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Lessons: Some lessons are not easily learned. Some are fun, some not so fun. Lessons are Him giving me His time, to teach what he desires, what he seeks for me to be. Lessons...thank you Sir for the lessons...smiles..xx
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There's just so much to say about a cigar...hot ash..hot ass..giggles xx
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caged....what a wonderful way of being.... Caged..what a wonderful way to focus only on HIM, HIS presence, HIS departure, HIS RETURN. Caged..
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Daddy's lil girl....giggles...xx
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