𝔻𝕠𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕣𝕚 𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕦𝕖𝕣𝕚 Curated peregrinations of the dominant man your husband doesn’t want to know about. I post images based on my experiences. I’m a 53 year old, 6’ 2” 215 lb. solar powered entrepreneur, builder, and bread maker. I heat my home with wood, like slow food and good old single malt scotch. Fitness is very important to me, and my life is physically demanding. I’m accustomed to getting what I want. You’ll get what you need. Living on island time and off-the-grid in 🇨🇦 I've been described as a tall glass of water. Drink from me. 18+ NSFW.
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Ci restammo dentro come il mare resta dentro le conchiglie per sempre
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I second this…
I greeted him at the door in 4" heels, a high ponytail, and a satin apron.
He pushed me into my apartment with hungry kisses and desperate gropes.
I peeled back the layers of a long day at work: briefcase with a thud by the door and the friction of his belt through each belt loop. The buckle rang out as it hit the floor.
He bent me over the table and thrust himself against my back and ass before unzipping and revealing his excitement to me. I ran the stiletto heel up his inseam while using the mental map of his body to guide my hands to my buried treasure.
His mouth and hands raced to discover every spot that would make me gasp or moan. I cocked my head and squirmed in the shadow of his stature. The high ponytail danced against my skin.
He grasped my long brown tresses at the tip and recalled all the photos and videos in his wank bank of arched backs and bent necks.
He yanked so hard that he herniated C5-6. During the surgery for my artificial disc replacement, my surgeon found a bone shard 3mm from my spinal cord.
The man who whispered in my ear of how I was “marriage material” moved to Toronto 2 weeks after he damn near made me into a quadriplegic. He closed on a house the day of my surgery.
To this day, I jump when someone puts their hands near my head. My ears ring constantly. And every time I see one of you all post a photo of someone having their hair pulled, I think about all the pain one dumb, badly-executed move caused me.
1. Get consent. 2. Give warning. 3. Grab slowly and smoothly at the roots 4. Movement comes from the wrist (minimizes chance of injury to directional force) 5. If need be, let the person with the hair being pulled hold on to your wrist to either limit your movement or as a failsafe. 6. Over time develop trust with your partner to dial up neck extension, force, or speed.
7. And if you happen to injure them, have the guts to apologize, atone, and help them heal.
All that and the fucker never even gave me a single orgasm.
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Where she needs to be…
~ The Original Dominant ~
🖤🖤🖤
@mysubmissivemind2
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2500 likes! Including about 2476 Tumblr will not let me show you!
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Time for a #generalstrike from U.S. federal employees
The Male Gaze
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You don’t think so now, but you will, for me…
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and to clarify: i’m well aware that the women of tumblr are more than capable of speaking for themselves.
my hope was merely to take what I understand about their plight,
and present it in a concise/humorous fashion with the hope of getting that message to more people.
-RG
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