moim-archive:

Okay, new blog is set up and this one is officially archived. For now. If it doesn’t die in the Tumblr Life Extermination of 2018, may well come back to this one, we’ll see. In the meanwhile go and follow http://man-of-infinite-muses.tumblr.com/ cause it’s on!

Revisit 2 – seems like the ‘test’ post I set to show in the tags failed. What good is a blog when your posts won’t show in tags to interact with people? So I deleted that blog and re-started it. Follow again (sorry if you already did) and I’ll keep monitoring to see if it shows up in the next day or two since it always takes a bit to show up.

So hey

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Happy campers! Tumblr, as I know you all have realized by now, is being a raucous pile of shit and fucking with all nsfw stuff. Which means that they’re hitting ‘bad’ on not really NSFW stuff (my Cavill gifs, for example) and leaving others alone. Who the fuck knows what their money losing algorithm will end up doing. 

I have about 50k posts here. There’s a lot of ‘mature content’ (with air quotes) in there and no way it’ll be filtered. So I don’t know whether they’ll come along and just mark it all ‘private’ as the promised in the last release notes, or actually delete the blog. I have another that was ‘flagged’ as best I can guess in an early go-round and now no ‘starter’ tags show up when doing searches in Tumblr. 

No matter what, I’m going to be over at my backup working on polishing it up. I’ll keep the few ships I have of course (love you guys so much!) and continue writing there. 

Once I have that updated, I’ll drop the link here for anyone to follow that wishes and we can certainly write all new stuff!

allfcryou‌:

“No. I dont get any. They kinda look funny..” She mumbled and blushed as he called her beautiful and guided her hands to his cock. She let him show her what to do. “What can you teach me, daddy?” She asked softly, her curiosity piqued. She looked down at the cock in her hands as he helped her stroke it. “Its doing that because of me?”

“They do really look funny, don’t they?” he grinned, looking down to where her hands were surrounding his huge shaft, starting to move up and down it. “I think I can teach you. Once you get comfortable, I think it’ll make you more confidant,” he replied. Nodding, the man’s hands slid down his daughter’s waist to cup her ass. “Because you look so good, and Daddy is so hard in your hands. Means I want to put that all in you… in every hole possible.” 

Halloween Night

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She shivers slightly as she feels his hands tracing over her body now. She smiles up at him sweetly. She had turned the heat up slightly so that she couldn’t feel too cold, but his touch all over her was sending shivers and fire all over her. She stared up at him, her eyes looking into his before giggling at his comment. She had her own affiliations with nerdy things, Harry Potter, Game of Thrones, Stranger Things, some Marvel, but most definitely with Star Wars and Star Trek. She was glad that John enjoyed these things so much too. So when she thought of the idea she was sure he’d like it just as much. 

As he gripped her ass, she smiled, pushing her ass and hips out into them a bit more. She stared up at him, her hand moving along to rub him through his pants and feeling how big he was getting, ready for those to come off too. She felt his fingers move under the cloth flaps just briefly felt his hand tickle between her thighs before she gasped, letting out a moan as she felt a shiver rush down her spine. She rolled her head to the side, biting her lip and closing her eyes. The blonde’s braided hair moved down past her shoulders and she slowly began to smile. She was wet already, just from him staring at her and seeing the lust and fire build in his eyes was already stirring her own emotions. 

Catching her breath again, she looks up at him and shrugs a little, rubbing her hips against him too. “Well,” she started stared up at him, moving to run her arms up to gently hug over his shoulders. “I become captured by bounty hunters working for Jabba but he sells me off. The man who gets me keeps me in the uniform Jabba gave me, but he immediately begins to train me to let me know that I am his. He gives me ankle and wrist cuffs and keeps me tied when he wants to.” She keeps herself rubbing against him at a steady rate, “And he gags me with….all these different gags. And he constantly keeps me gagged for my training to let me know that my mouth is only good for one thing and because he knows just how much I enjoy having a gag in my mouth. And he keeps me open for him. And when I’m all tied up as he wants, he fucks me. And he fucks me hard and as he wants because I’m his. And as much as I whimper and cry out I begin to moan because we know that I secretly like it, that I like being fucked like the slave I am, that I am his. He tells me I’ll always be his, that he will breed me, he will lead me by the collar because he’ll realize how much it turns me on, he’ll make me dance for him….” she gives him a smile, “what about you, baby? What fantasies do you have of me like this?”

As John held her ass, his fingers gently brushed his girlfriend’s sex, enjoying that they’d so quickly moved into this new dynamic for them. The same love they’d always shared was still there. Only now it was enhanced by the complete trust they shared. He leaned closer as her head lolled to one side and his full lips found her neck, kissing along the collar and up to her ear. “You look amazing, baby girl,” he whispered in her ear. “I think your owner is going to fuck you every way possible, tonight.” He sucked harder on her tender flesh, leaving a mark on her before he leaned back. Fingers pushed deeper into her hole – then holes, his middle finger pushing up into her curvy ass as his index continued to rub her sex. 

As she went on and talked about all the dirty things she wanted to happen, John moaned in delight. “Oh… I think you might have done them all, little slave girl,” he winked, turning and heading for the sofa. He tugged Bronwyn along behind him by the collar until he turned and sat down. “Now be a good little slave and kneel here,” he said, pointing down. Unzipping, John freed his cock from his boxers. His thick black shaft was rock hard by now from the sheer gorgeousness of Bronwyn in her costume and he throbbed. “You may pleasure your master with your hand and mouth for now. Further instructions will follow.” Tonight he’d do every dirty thing to her. What he wanted. What she wanted. What she deserved – it was the best costume present he’d ever gotten in his life, and he loved her for it.