Writing My Own Narrative

The current topic for Tell Me About…is Writing, Blogging and Journaling. I’ve always loved writing. When I was in school, I’d get in trouble for writing too much. I’ve been journaling or blogging for nearly 20 years. “Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.” —William Wordsworth WRITING POETRY I first fell in love with writing when I began reading poetry. I loved Emily Dickinson. I still remember reading: Because I could not stop for Death –He kindly stopped for me –The Carriage held but just Ourselves –And Immortality. I would also read Whitman, Emerson, and Poe. They all influenced my love of poetry. I had decided to start writing poems myself. Poems are not so literal so they have the ability to create powerful imagery to evoke emotions or conjure up some crazy imaginations. I love just how powerful the art form is. Writing poetry has also helped […]

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The Quarantine (Part 5)

“But Sir, I didn’t take them out.” “Yes. They fell out. Still, you need to learn how to keep things in.” With the clamps still dangling from my cunt lips, Sir inserts a kegel weight into my cunt. Sir spanks my ass several more times and inserts a large plug into my ass.  “Now, my naughty girl, give 15 jumping jacks.” “With the clamps still on?” “Yes, that’s your workout outfit.” I pout at Sir and he just chuckles at me.  I start doing jumping jacks and my boobs bounce up and down. The weighted clamps on my nipples flying around as well. My nipples are very sore.  I finish with the jumping jacks and Sir walks around me to inspect my body. “Now, I want you to do 20 sit-ups .” “Yes Sir.” I get onto the ground and begin to do sit-ups. I find myself trying to clench […]

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The Quarantine (Part 3)

Just a couple lights away from the market and Sir grabs my cunt. My legs spread wider for him. Sir has this mischievous look on his face. He’s up to something. He’s scheming.  Sir doesn’t finger me or play with my clit. His hand is simply resting on my cunt. I’m aching and dripping with need for him. I whimper as a plea. Sir knows that I am always horny for him.  “Please Sir.” “Please what?” “Please Sir. I need you.” “You need me to what?” “I need you inside me. You’re torturing me.” Sir snickers at me. His hand continues to rest on my cunt as he drives toward the store.  “Well your slutty little cunt belongs to me and I don’t think it’s ready for my cock.” I pout at Sir.  “Don’t give me that face. If you act like a brat, I will have no choice, but […]

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The Quarantine (Part 2)

I wake up tucked into Sir’s side. He’s staring at me and stroking my back. I look up at Sir with bewildering eyes and kisses my forehead. I nuzzle my head back into Sir’s chest. I could stay like this forever.  We stay like that for a bit as Sir let’s me fully wake up from our nap. Our legs are tangled together. Being with Sir feels like bliss.  There’s pure silence as I lie naked with Sir. No words need to be said. Sir knows what is going through my head.  He pushes me onto my back and props himself up on top of me. He kissed my forehead again. Sir bites each side of my neck, then bites each of my nipples. He trails kisses down my abdomen until he reaches my cunt. “How did you sleep with the vibrator and plug in? You must be soaking wet.” […]

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The Quarantine (Part 1)

Sir is driving back to my house and my cunt is rather wet because he left the vibrator and plug in me. It’s a good thing he has tinted windows because Sir didn’t let me put on any clothes before we left the cabin. I’m completely naked in the car. All I’m wearing is the collar that Sir put on me.  Every so often, Sir’s hand moves to my upper thigh. My cunt starts to throb when his hand is there as if it’s anticipating Sir touching it. I love when Sir touches me. It sends an electrifying current through me.  An hour into the drive, Sir breaks suddenly. I look up and see that the only road back into the city is completely blocked. Sir pulls into a gas station to see if he can find out why the road is blocked.  Sir comes back to the car. “There’s […]

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The Kidnapping (Part 9)

It’s morning and I wake up to see Sir looking at me. My head is buried into his chest and one of his arms holds me tightly to his side. Our legs are tangled together and we’re both naked. Sir kisses my forehead then smirks at me. I feel something stiff poking at me. I look down and I see Sir is very hard. I look back up and Sir has this mischievous grin.  “Breakfast is served, my dirty little cunt. I know you want to taste it.” I nod my head and then move down the bed. I’m staring at Sir’s cock. He pushes my head down and I open my mouth to take him in. Sir’s cock fills my mouth and I look up at his face. In response, Sir forces my head down further so that his cock is hitting the back of my throat. Sir starts […]

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A Poem for Sir

I long for you to fuck me To get tangled with me in the sheets I long for you to touch me To push me down onto my knees I long for you to humiliate me To strip me for all to see I long for you to use me To rape my holes relentlessly I long for you to collar me To own me indefinitely . . . The Sassy Sub Daily

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The Kidnapping (Part 6)

There’s no place I’d rather be. With Sir, I am truly happy.  His right hand wanders down my body. His fingers tracing patterns along my naked skin leaving goosebumps. Sir’s hand stops right above my cunt. “Open your legs, slut.” I open my legs a bit wider to give Sir access to my cunt. His fingers begin to play with my cunt lips. He massages my outer lips. My body starts to quiver in anticipation.  “Please Sir.” “Please what?” “Please touch me. I need you Sir.” In one swift motion, Sir’s fingers were grazing my clit. I throw my head backward and I’m now resting my head in the crook of Sir’s neck. Water splashing as Sir continues to play with my clit.  I let out a soft moan. Turning my face a bit so it is now buried into Sir’s skin.  Sir’s fingers continue to wander south until the […]

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The Kidnapping (Part 5)

*Warning: This portion of the fantasy contains sexual assault. If you ever find yourself in a situation dealing with sexual assault, abuse, or rape, please do not be afraid to alert the authorities. Sir puts his clothes back on and then puts on a pair of shoes. “Sir, are you going outside?” “Yes, you dirty cunt, and so are you.” “But, but, I’m naked Sir.” “Yes, we’ve already established this.” I turn bright red. Sir is making me walk outside completely naked. Sir opens the front door and I stop dead in my tracks. I guess he was actually serious about this.  Sir grabs his backpack and tugs on my leash. “Come, little slut. Be a good girl for me.” I walk toward him with my head down. This is going to be very humiliating.  “Oh, one more thing.” He opens the backpack and grabs a bit of rope. Sir […]

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