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Good morning Kingstresses and Kingsters. ☕️
How are you doing and what are your plans for weekend?

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fiction, erotic fantasy, GNU/Linux 

"You're such a good girl" she whispers, slowly stroking your hair with her hand, strong from long hacking sessions on an IBM Model M. "I knew you could do it." Your gaze wanders to your laptop screen where lines of white text scroll by at breakneck speeds. You wince. "And … y–you're sure it was OK to just format my Windows drive like that?" – "Of course," she smirks, "remember? C'mon, say it one more time." – "I– I use Arch btw"

Morning kinksters and kingstresses. ☕️

»The art of seduction is knowing what she really wants and slowly giving it to her in a way that takes her breath away.«

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Would be really cool if direct messages could be a different color than other messages. I have a hard time differentiating #mastodon #suggestions

~ Submission ~
My whole self offered up.
Raw.
Like a sacrifice on an ancient stone altar.
The oldest and most pure ritual in the world,
of one human soul putting itself completely in the hands of another.
Surrender.
You take me as I am.
As I was.
As I will be.
You have made me yours and I will stop at nothing to bring you peace, happiness, contentment...
anything you ever desire.
This is my purpose.
The answer to all of my whys.
The quiet place that was always...
Home.

Christine Rogers Odell

"Physics is like sex: sure, it may give some practical results, but that's not why we do it." — Richard P. Feynman

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Der frühe Vogel fängt den Wurm, doch der späte Bär bekommt mehr. 😜

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I am flame for sure

When flame,
then absolutely ablaze.
With head and collar.
Skin and hair.

I own, desire and demand.
My flying sparks,
my tides,
my lust -
in your head.

Your gaze,
your moaning,
your pain -
just for me.

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For my international followers: An attempt to translate my first here.

Me, with the crop in my hand.
Seriously. Careful. Softly:
"Your last chance to escape. Otherwise you're mine..."

You, kneeling in front of me.
Looking up with a laugh:
"But I opened the floodgates to you a long time ago."

Im Sommer war das Gras so tief
Dass jeder Wind daran vorüber lief
Ich habe da dein Blut gespürt
Und wie es heiß zu mir herüber rann

Du hast nur mein Gesicht berührt
Da starb er einfach, der harte Mann
Weil's solche Liebe nicht mehr gibt
Ich hab mich in dein rotes Haar verliebt

Im Feld, den ganzen Sommer war
Der Mohn so rot nicht, wie dein rotes Haar
Jetzt wird es abgemäht, das Gras
Die bunten Blumen sind auch dahin

Und wenn der rote Mond so blass geworden ist
Dann hat es keinen Sinn
Dass es noch weiße Wolken gibt
Ich hab mich in dein rotes Haar verliebt

Du sagst, dass es bald Kinder gibt
Wenn man sich in dein rotes Haar verliebt
So rot wie Mohn! So weiß wie Schnee!
Du bleibst im Winter auch mein rotes Reh

Ich hab mich in dein rotes Haar verliebt!

Loveclub - Das rote Haar

Good moaning in the morning. Teasing and squeezing my mistress boobs at waking up to feed her mental cinema for the day. 😇

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