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She never bothered to wash these socks. She wore them for a few days. Eventually she made a long walk on the streets without shoes. And then she threw them in the trash.
She never bothered to wash these socks. She wore them for a few days. Eventually she made a long walk on the streets without shoes. And then she threw them in the trash.
She never bothered to wash these socks. She wore them for a few days. Eventually she made a long walk on the streets without shoes. And then she threw them in the trash.
She never bothered to wash these socks. She wore them for a few days. Eventually she made a long walk on the streets without shoes. And then she threw them in the trash.
She never bothered to wash these socks. She wore them for a few days. Eventually she made a long walk on the streets without shoes. And then she threw them in the trash.
She never bothered to wash these socks. She wore them for a few days. Eventually she made a long walk on the streets without shoes. And then she threw them in the trash.
She never bothered to wash these socks. She wore them for a few days. Eventually she made a long walk on the streets without shoes. And then she threw them in the trash.
She never bothered to wash these socks. She wore them for a few days. Eventually she made a long walk on the streets without shoes. And then she threw them in the trash.
It was a cool summer day and we were going to a tourist town near the ocean. The night before I'd begged her to bring a big thick sweater.
Ilsa didn't like sweaters as much as I did. But she knew she could get what she wanted. Ilsa was a spanker. Ilsa was a very hard spanker and I did not enjoy it. She would invent things that would always result in me getting spanked, but they were always fun except the spanking part.
She writes something down on a piece of paper that morning, seals it in an envelope and puts it in the Freezer.
She says, you have no business in the freezer so don't look at that envelope. I'm getting dressed.
She comes out wearing a flirty skirt and a big cableknit sweater that I adore!! She looks so sexy.
She says: I"m not wearing any underwear. If I'm going to wear this frumpy sweater over my cute dress, I'm getting some fun out of this. So here is the deal.
I've decided on that peice of paper, how many orgazm's I want to have by 9pm tonight. We should be home about then. You can touch me, fuck me, finger me, whatever you want to do. And if I resist, and I plan on resisting just for fun, you will force yourself upon me and tell me you can't control yourself because of my sweater.
I asked "how many orgazm's do you want?"
She laughed, Would'nt you like to know....
If you make me cum the exact number of times I want to, then tonight I will be your little sweater slut slave and do anything your little kinky heart desires.
But, if you miss the number, you will be spanked.
IF you finish SHORT of the number, you will receive 50 with the big paddle PLUS another 25 for every cum short of the number.
If you OVER do me, than you will receive 50 with the big paddle and 10 for each number over the number.
Good Luck. I hope we both get what we are hoping for.
So that was it. That was our day at the tourist town.
On the drive there my mind was racing. What if the number is 3 and I do it 7 times. If she is resisting, I have to keep going and then I'm faced with 90 wacks.
But what if the number is 7 and I only do 3...... Then I'm faced with 150 spanks. That is WAY TOO MUCH. I'd better be safe and go high.
I flipped on the turn signal when I saw a road going into the woods.
As I turned she said, where are you going.
I said......I have a surprise for you.....
Details:
Material- Acrylic Lamb wool blend yarn
Color- Silver Grey
Size- S, M
Two handmade Spalted Oak buttons
Free style
She never bothered to wash these socks. She wore them for a few days. Eventually she made a long walk on the streets without shoes. And then she threw them in the trash.
She never bothered to wash these socks. She wore them for a few days. Eventually she made a long walk on the streets without shoes. And then she threw them in the trash.
275/365
Yesterday I started shooting in RAW.
Oh my gosh. This is a wonderful wonderful invention.
I just want to say that I never ever want to take a class in photography or anything. I like being self-taught. It makes me feel soo accomplished. And that amazing sense of self-confidence that I get when I figure something out (like shooting in RAW) just kjfkjhskjh I love it.
I'm exhausted and I haven't gotten like any sleep since school started. Yesterday I was in guidance making a schedule change and my counsellor said just one thing and all of the sudden I was crying crying crying and she was like "Why are you crying???" and I didn't have an answer for her, I was just like "I don't even know." I'm just under a lot of indirect pressure
I miss curtis. He's been gone a day and last night/this morning I was up at 2 am and I was so tired but I felt so empty not having talked to him at all day. It's pathetic I know, but I really did feel like that.
But I've really done well with my photography lately I think! That makes me happy:)
She never bothered to wash these socks. She wore them for a few days. Eventually she made a long walk on the streets without shoes. And then she threw them in the trash.
She never bothered to wash these socks. She wore them for a few days. Eventually she made a long walk on the streets without shoes. And then she threw them in the trash.
She never bothered to wash these socks. She wore them for a few days. Eventually she made a long walk on the streets without shoes. And then she threw them in the trash.
Me displaying my inner Eve Polastri with the turtleneck in a cowl neck look...but in my case it’s all the same collar.
She never bothered to wash these socks. She wore them for a few days. Eventually she made a long walk on the streets without shoes. And then she threw them in the trash.
She never bothered to wash these socks. She wore them for a few days. Eventually she made a long walk on the streets without shoes. And then she threw them in the trash.
She never bothered to wash these socks. She wore them for a few days. Eventually she made a long walk on the streets without shoes. And then she threw them in the trash.
She never bothered to wash these socks. She wore them for a few days. Eventually she made a long walk on the streets without shoes. And then she threw them in the trash.
She never bothered to wash these socks. She wore them for a few days. Eventually she made a long walk on the streets without shoes. And then she threw them in the trash.
She never bothered to wash these socks. She wore them for a few days. Eventually she made a long walk on the streets without shoes. And then she threw them in the trash.
Selfie taken while wearing my versatile white turtleneck cable knit sweater. Not necessarily a chunky knit but the long (60cm unrolled). collar can be triple folded to create a chunky effect.
Friday, March 2, 2012
Woohoo my favorite necklace ever.
Today I:
-Watched Forrest Gump at school.
-Learned how to make lights in photos look blue.
^Which I will hopefully apply tomorrow.
-Watched 50/50 with my friend Cody.
-Am hoping tomorrow I can sleep all day.