Just this morning, I was edging before I got out of bed, like I always do. I got close. I got REAL close. Closer to the very very edge of orgasm than I’ve been in a bit, in fact. I didn’t know, for a couple of seconds, whether or not I’d be able to pull back.

The Goddess does not rule the world; She is the world. Manifest in each of us, She can be known internally by every individual, in all her magnificent diversity.

A good Man is a Man who will teach you respect and manners.

Pin me down and let goa whispered stream of sweet sweet filth in my ear, flushing throughme and dribbling out through my cunt. Your words send my headspinning, my heart stops beating and I’m left struggling to breathe. Your depravity elevates my soul beyond this reality. Like ambrosia,yes the food of the Gods, you spoon feed it into me while I have thebrief honour of your presence, your power, your desire. Just fornow, I am the focus of your attention, while I have something youwant for yourself, this hot damp hole that you intend to conquer.

Important message. We all have something different to offer, and we often can't see what another sees in us ♥️

When her Man isn’t in the house, everything a woman does is in preparation for Him being there.

My whole life I knew I was made to please and serve men, but feminists made me feel such shame over it that I tried to deny it for decades. Now that I’m finally free to embrace the natural way of things, I’m more and more frustrated with them for not seeing how life really is; for wasting everyone’s time and energy trying to make us be what we’re not. And so many of my feminist friends would so clearly be much happier if they were in traditional male-led relationships. It drives me mad to see how they’re wasting their lives and antagonising men.