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Friday Femdom Fiction: Caught, Shamed and Spanked

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The smell of simmering chicken broth permeated the air like a soothing hug. She’d left him tucked up, with an enormous box of kleenex and the lamp pleasantly dim, after several return trips to fluff up his pillows just so and see him cozy. He’d gone to…

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Myself, and Moving On

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Have a read at this incredibly talented writer describe her most intimate of interactions.  I fell in love with these words.

Myself, and Moving On