Sunday, September 20, 2015

Sweet dreams

I had a whole long thing detailing the contrast between my sweet, perky mom persona and the dark, mysterious recesses of my soul where I keep all my leather gear and fantasies, but I figured it was too much information.

Sweet dreams,

Angel


10 comments:

Leigh in Whitehall said...

Once again you tempt us with tales of titillation; only to be left, ummm- "frustrated".

Leigh
Whitehall, NY

chuck w said...

Leather gear and fantasies hmmm? And sweet and perky as well? Pray tell us more, especially if there is chocolate sauce and whipped cream.

rickn8or said...

That remark about the box in which you keep the captured and destroyed men's souls was scary enough, thank you.

Anonymous said...

those who say they have no beast within, have never looked within......

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Steve said...

I'm pretty sure we can handle it, so go ahead, tell us about your dark side.

Critter said...

Obviously, you and I need to have a talk, young lady, in my office. Close the door.

Gideon Kayin said...

My wife and I would be happy to help you Exercise your demon's..as it were.

Is e ‘n t-ionnsachadh òg an t-ionnsachadh bòidheach.

Ogrrre said...

Is your shoulder well enough to even swing that whip? Just think how frustrated you could be with a sore shoulder AND laryngitis at the same time! You could neither beat the peasants nor yell at them. That would be amusing to watch.

Anonymous said...

ummm, Mr. Kayin, you might want to "exorcise" her demons....I have reason to believe she gives them plenty of exercise.......


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John The River said...

Thank you.
It's been so long since I've had sex I forgot who is supposed to get tied up.