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Where Does A Woman Her V-arms High?

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Fox-on-Cross

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If you will or not, when a woman stretches her arms above her head you involuntary watch.
You are a normal man, isn't?
When she wants to grip something above her head:

In the train her luggage.
In the office a folder.
In an Irish pub a glass hanging above.


You see her breasts, full- or half-filled bra.
And especially her pubis pricking through her dress.

If she should nude and bounded...
Do I strangely to think this, to write this?
Must I in therapy?
I am who I am I think so.
And I am happy!
 
If you will or not, when a woman stretches her arms above her head you involuntary watch.
You are a normal man, isn't?
When she wants to grip something above her head:

In the train her luggage.
In the office a folder.
In an Irish pub a glass hanging above.


You see her breasts, full- or half-filled bra.
And especially her pubis pricking through her dress.

If she should nude and bounded...
Do I strangely to think this, to write this?
Must I in therapy?
I am who I am I think so.
And I am happy!
To each his own...
 
If you will or not, when a woman stretches her arms above her head you involuntary watch.
You are a normal man, isn't?
When she wants to grip something above her head:

In the train her luggage.
In the office a folder.
In an Irish pub a glass hanging above.


You see her breasts, full- or half-filled bra.
And especially her pubis pricking through her dress.

If she should nude and bounded...
Do I strangely to think this, to write this?
Must I in therapy?
I am who I am I think so.
And I am happy!

and all the time I've just been worrying about what's happening to my hem-line -
hey-ho, we girls can't win :rolleyes:
 
For me it's the line of her ribcage, upheaving under the skin beneath her breasts, and the stretching of stomach and diaphragm, the narrowing of the navel, the iliac crests pushing forward, the revelation of musculature and skeletal structure... it is just fucking sexy, a mini-crucifixion...

It's the female torso. But more so.
 
Just the stretched women's arms give me an idea how to crucify her. All parts of the frontside body play a role in my examination. But the arms are as a signal how to present her corpus. She opens her.

I and perhaps other men are created with a predator-instinct, she and others with a seduction-instinct.

If I stay before her opened corpus-cross we both fulfill a biologic role.
 
"...please fold my clothes neatly"
That was an impressive demonstration Sir.
Mind over matter. Action at a distance.
You've got my attention now.
Next, about learning the ropes.
Shibari, with your eyes only, you can do that? - then you're a proven wizard, and I'm yours ;)

Never mind the milk bottles.
The bottle stands forlorn, a symbol of the dawn...
 
Make your choice
Not wanting to steal someone else's favorite line but, at this point,
I have no choice,
and that means I'll have to put my trust in you, to wherever that will send me.
But silent in my mind the memory circles, of crumbling castle walls. The palace that had been, though the foundation still is firm, and down there, the dungeons and the vaults and the stark chambers, the places dark and lonely, floors so hard and cold,
...but the ceilings with their hooks and iron rings!!!
And thinking of who I am and where and why, what I'll say is...

mmpff mmpff MMPFFMLBM!!!

(Sorry)

put the milk bottles out.
Sorry again...
someone else will have to take care of the milk bottles today, couldn't resist :D :D

 
I would start with this one. She knows I want her to writhe around and try to escape. Every movement of her legs pulls her head back by her hair, exposing her throat. I like that. When she begins to tire, I'll get the whip out. Should get at least an hour of quality writhing that way
 
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