published on: 2015-02-28 03:10:03
my-naughty-lunchbox:poeticsir: A sensory assault ✧✦ When
You stop me in the closet as I begin to change into my work clothes.
It is not that I am unable to learn the lesson, it is that I
“Hush now, don’t say a word. Leave it all up to me.”
Yes, I treasure this. It is Sir’s way of marking me, claiming
Men are so very visual. How could a woman not see this as a high