Sunday, February 15, 2015
"Previously on The Walking Dead" by Lady Nej
"Previously on The Walking Dead" by Nej
Rick sighs deeply as he watches Carl teach Baby Judith how to throw rocks at stuff across the camp. There was a time when he would have put a stop to such things, but these days, knowing how to aim a rock may save her life. He turns over in the tent, just in time to catch Darryl putting his pants back on. He grins. "Does Michonne know you've got those?" They both kneel as Michonne enters the tent, Darryl getting slightly tangled in his pants. She tips him over. "It's not me he needs to worry about." Darryl spots Carol at the fire and rushes out of the tent, grabbing at pants and crossbow as he goes. Rick tries not to giggle. Michonne snorts "Men wearing pants indoors, what is this world coming to." She eyes Rick up and down. "You have exactly 5 minutes to clean up, cum and meet me by the fire dressed and ready to hunt. I suggest you get started." She gives a low chuckle as she exits the tent, leaving Rick scrambling to comply....
Darryl wordlessly helps Carol gut and spit the freshly caught squirrels. "I know it was just you and Rick for a long time. And I understand that you needed the cuddles," she looks at him sideways and notes the blush starting at the tips of his ears. "Rick is a good cuddler; I'll give you that." They wordlessly continue prepping breakfast for a few minutes. "What did you use for lube out here anyway?" Darryl grins and points to the can of squirrel drippings. She wrinkles her nose in disgust, then tchs in exasperation at the grin, "Dammit, Darryl, do I need to put you in a cage?" He shakes his head, "No ma'am." Carol cuts the testicles off a particularly big male squirrel and tosses it into the fire where it sizzles before it burns. Darryl pales. She says softly, "Good boy."
Somewhere in the forest, a man in a Hazmat suit cleans off his weapons and walks away from the pile of walker corpses lying around him. He thinks about the past, and one face keeps floating to the surface. All evening long, as he removes the helmet, makes a safe camp and prepares his meager supper the face remains in the forefront of his consciousness, like a beacon in the night.... Rick. Rick. As Morgan drifts off to sleep one thought burns in his breast.. Rick.... I will return to you .. and your sweet, sweet hiney......
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confessions,
dominon,
femdom,
second life,
valentines,
writing
A Love Like No Other by Anonymous
I never felt a love
like this before
it's a love like no other
something i have always hoped for
A love with friendship
humor and heart
a bond so strong
it would never part
A love that makes you smile
from ear to ear
A love that is joyful
without any fear
A love that is beautiful from the inside out
A love with no tears,
pain, or doubt
A love that of submission
collared as your boy
A love that of slavery
I am your pet toy
A love with soul
so tender and true
A love that I only have found
only in you
this is my love for Mistress Nathalie
Labels:
confessions,
dominon,
femdom,
second life,
valentines
For Fucking Carl Shit Wit (Carl Colberts) by Anonymous
There's someone I know
Who I really can't stand
I wish he would bury his
Head in the sand or
Move to the moon or
Deeper out of space
Whenever I see him
I make a weird face
Today during recess
Outside the yard
He suddenly gave me
A valentine card
I wish that he hadn't
It made me upset
It was the prettiest one
I could possible get
Labels:
confessions,
dominon,
valentines,
writing
For Lady Holly by Anonymous
Control, and barely touching, that is You
A few words are enough to capture me
To put me in place is not hard for You
Molding me in a shape You want me to be
But that is still a wish, I like to keep alive
Dreaming of freedom in captivity
I am not that far yet, I know I need to strive
Practicing in not clinging and flexibility
For me it is not about goals or destinations
It is walking along unexpected paths, experience sensations
Supporting each other on bumpy roads even too
I hope there will be more days I can follow You
A few words are enough to capture me
To put me in place is not hard for You
Molding me in a shape You want me to be
But that is still a wish, I like to keep alive
Dreaming of freedom in captivity
I am not that far yet, I know I need to strive
Practicing in not clinging and flexibility
For me it is not about goals or destinations
It is walking along unexpected paths, experience sensations
Supporting each other on bumpy roads even too
I hope there will be more days I can follow You
Labels:
confessions,
dominon,
femdom,
second life,
valentines,
writing
For Lady Tanarra by Anonymous
You are the sunshine in my SL life; I know i cant be here as much as i would like but when i am here and see You i feel my life fulfilled. Five roses to You on ST Valentines day.
Labels:
confessions,
dominon,
femdom,
second life,
valentines,
writing
For Miss Evangeline Eames by Anonymous
During all these dark nights,
when cold and ice bites,
there's one place i go,
that makes me feel right,
a Domme that created,
a home for all subs,
At Miss Eva's place,
i give all my love!
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dominon,
femdom,
second life,
valentines,
writing
For Miss Summer by Anonymous
When i met Miss Summer i thought,
What a stunner!
But she's already taken,
i thought what a bummer!
I can't wait till she's free!
To take advantage of me!
I'll be on my knees and
hopefully she'll pee on me
Labels:
confessions,
dominon,
femdom,
second life,
valentines,
writing
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