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February 6, 2013
I changed the
first image to put my spin on it
First Image Source
| Vintage Cool Illustrated
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She might look
sweet, but that's the outfit she wears she's going to administer a spanking.
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Going out
dressed like that, sissy is going to get the kind of attention his mother
warned him about.
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"Oh, good, you're home, sissy. Come over here, we need your
help with something. When he starts to cum, we want you to catch ever drop.
With your mouth. No sense letting his cum get all over our hosiery."
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My dildo needs some boy cunt. I think yours will do, slut.
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Tuesday, February 5, 2013
You may be her
boss, according to the organization chart, but once she realized you were a
sissy, your authority over her evaporated
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by Saragirl at 12:50 PM 2 comments
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Monday, February 4, 2013
Try and hold her
gaze, sissy, bet your eyes are downcast in seconds
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by Saragirl at 12:49 PM 2 comments
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I saw this
picture and remembered what I was supposed to blog about: Emily bought a plane
ticket to go to Florida next month to visit Evan (and by 'Emily bought' I mean
'we bought' because I helped her find the best times and price for her flight
while she texted him to see if those times worked for him.)
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"But...but what about the sign," I stammered, looking
at the 'No Erections Allowed' sign she had me make and hang over the bed.
"Obviously that only applies to you, silly," she said, continuing to
apply lubricant to the strap on.
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by Saragirl at 10:29 AM 0 comments
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It doesn't
matter the rest of her is out of focus, sissy, her foot is all that matters in your
life right now.
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