Diary of a switchy cougar. Some of you will read. Some of you will imagine. A few of you might earn a role in the next chapter.
Diary of a switchy cougar. Some of you will read. Some of you will imagine. A few of you might earn a role in the next chapter.
Timeline
I barely touched my dessert.
He ordered it anyway.
Insisted.
I’d spent the evening bright and witty, enjoying myself, almost forgetting
Hotel room.
Fishnets.
And that moment when I realise I’m not the one in charge.
I don’t submit often.
But when I do… I mean it.
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I'm still thinking about last weekend. This time I wasn't the Domme. This particular dominant friend of mine is so good at aftercare I
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