Womanofwonder

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This is my secret escape from real life where I can share my dreams and fantasies, love of tattoos, some things that make me smile and my curiosities. I'll be in something comfortable, little black glasses perched on my nose with the light of the computer screen reflecting in them. Hope something puts a smile on your face, a spring in your step or a twitch in your pants. Kisses. Everything here was found on the internet, reblogged or is mine so if there's anything here you need credit for, let me know, we'll work it out.
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April 19, 2014 at 11:30pm
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Reblogged from beautflstranger
beautflstranger:

You are never the same after a Dominant man…
They ruin the possibility of anyone else.
 Ruin it in the most wonderful sense of course.
I would say that every man who has ever crossed my path..has been Dominant… in some way,  shape or form. And I don’t mean in just a sexual way. But in their entire manner. Some not even realizing or even labeling themselves as.
But they were. Clear to the bone. To the blood coursing through them.
Someone once asked me ’ what makes a Dominant?’
And all i could answer was ’ it’s just who he is ‘
And it is just who they are. It’s in everything they touch and how they view and walk the world.
Bed with a Dominant?
Well, you don’t even need the toys to know that they are.
Bed with a Dominant is akin to watching the most intense electric storm brewing on the horizon.
And you see those heavy clouds building..changing colour and deepening..darkening.
And you are helpless, absolutely rendered enraptured.
It’s a mix of thrill..fear…and excitement.
You can’t wait for those electric bolts to start flying and explode.
The storm will overpower you with such ferocity, that your mind will blur with passion.
Your body will ignite with pleasure.
And the storm will slowly abate.
And curled up, in your arms is the ’ He ‘,
who has just ruined it for anyone else.
~ beautflstranger 
( reblogging my words from last year)http://beautflstranger.tumblr.com/post/32125882945

beautflstranger:

You are never the same after a Dominant man…

They ruin the possibility of anyone else.

 Ruin it in the most wonderful sense of course.

I would say that every man who has ever crossed my path..has been Dominant… in some way,  shape or form. And I don’t mean in just a sexual way. But in their entire manner. Some not even realizing or even labeling themselves as.

But they were. Clear to the bone. To the blood coursing through them.

Someone once asked me ’ what makes a Dominant?

And all i could answer was ’ it’s just who he is ‘

And it is just who they are. It’s in everything they touch and how they view and walk the world.

Bed with a Dominant?

Well, you don’t even need the toys to know that they are.

Bed with a Dominant is akin to watching the most intense electric storm brewing on the horizon.

And you see those heavy clouds building..changing colour and deepening..darkening.

And you are helpless, absolutely rendered enraptured.

It’s a mix of thrill..fear…and excitement.

You can’t wait for those electric bolts to start flying and explode.

The storm will overpower you with such ferocity, that your mind will blur with passion.

Your body will ignite with pleasure.

And the storm will slowly abate.

And curled up, in your arms is the ’ He ‘,

who has just ruined it for anyone else.

~ beautflstranger 

( reblogging my words from last year)http://beautflstranger.tumblr.com/post/32125882945

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11:05pm
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Hehehe…

Hehehe…

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8:46am
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ctboston:

Good morning my beautiful.

ctboston:

Good morning my beautiful.

8:38am
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trilithbaby:

Unf

trilithbaby:

Unf

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8:34am
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8:26am
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Don’t ask her to moan. Make her.

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He kissed her. Without warning, without permission. Without even deciding to do it, but simply because he couldn’t have done anything else. He needed that breath she was holding. It belonged to him, and he wanted it back.

— Tessa Dare (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

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8:18am
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Reblogged from maxonshreaves

Cinderella never asked for a prince. She asked for a night off and a dress.

— 

Kiera Cass (via maxonshreaves)

lol

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Lmao!

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8:16am
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8:15am
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