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Feb 2014
0My God are you serious? I roll over laughing because I know very well he is very serious.  "I expect you to carve my name in it".  That was the last I heard from him on the subject but not the last he heard from me on it.
When we last spoke I said my hands were tired and sore.  He asked me why.
"Carving" I said very gently as I hugged myself and sighed as he replied with GOOD GIRL.
Funny thing that.  I have spent time carving his name in the back of my wood handled brush every day.  He does not ask me to.  He does not talk about it.  He listens when I talk aboat it heh  He always responds to my words, always.
"Now the smooth surface is gone." smile and pull my blankets up over my body.  "Good Girl' Beautiful You".
"Yes" I say as I relax and pull my blanket back down to my hip bone.
"I love your hips" sigh "I love all of you" he says
I growl back, I bare my teeth toss my head back and whimper.
I know the next time I get spanked his name will be in my skin..WRITTEN ON MY HOT OTT OTT SKIN
Oh my
Miss Kiss My Bliss
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Miss Kiss My Bliss  Down Stairs
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