“Why are you the way that you are?” I remember the first time that he asked me this although later as we went farther into our sexuality he would ask me again and again.
He’s an inquisitive bastard. I refer to him as so many different flavors of bastard. It’s a good nick name for him. He’s probably the closest that I’ve had in the past years to a
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Wish I lived ten minutes away.
What's your definition of a moderate level of breast torture?
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Wooden spoons - they do have a certain appeal to them. I can't explain what it is exactly. I guess it is because they are such a normal household item...I do like to cook. I really want to be taken bent over my kitchen table and then spanked with the wooden spoon. One hell of a fantasy...
Breast torture - how it typically plays out is my nipples clamped and either a rod or a wooden implement (as well as his hand) taken to my breasts. They get quite bruised and it does become extremely painful especially because being slapped makes the nipple clamps swing and sway. Once he takes off the clamps he'll bite my nipples and breasts because I love having his bite marks on me. By the end of it all my lovely nipples look quite mangled and close to double in size. I like it.
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What're you going to grad school for?
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I go to grad school for Marriage & Family Therapy.
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Never been there ... but a boy can dream ... (so can an old man ... hehehe)
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I added you to my journal and look forwards to getting to know you.
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I'll just sit on the sidelines ... watch ... and dream ... winks
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Thanks.
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