I Need Permission:

Is it hard to ask for permission, just to express your heart.
Is it hard to ask for permission, just to feel your heart.
Is it hard to ask for permission, just to follow your heart.
Is it hard to ask for permission, just to imagine your heart.
Is it hard to ask for permission, just to love your heart.
Is it hard to ask for permission, just to open your heart.
Is it hard to ask for permission, just to share your heart.
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So, I've now spent an entire year on getDare, hurray!

Nothing reflective, nothing too sentimental - I just wanted a quick note to say thank you to everyone for being so good to me.

I've met funny, caring, intelligent and genuinely lovely people on this site. The good people are in the majority here.

You're all filthy too. I love that about you.

Here's to more fun.

Jon.

Some of you may know that recently I needed to earn an orgasm through a reward chart. I needed 50 stars on this chart to earn an orgasm. These stars were earned from the 23rd of November to the 25th of December. Along the way I recorded every single star I earned and I thought I would share them all with you lovely people

Kevin's star count:
Total 0:
Total 1: Kevin gets a star for setting up a chat room for him and mommy.
Total 3: Kevin gets 2 stars for attending...

Hi,

So yesterday was the first day of following my new rules and Master didn't go gently with the commands.

I got up in the morning, wrote slut and whore on their respective thighs and breasts before shaving all of my body from hair to show Master. I then proceeded to get dressed in shorts and a t-shirt with a jumper over the top.

I went downstairs for breakfast and had some of my brother's cereal on the floor like a dog. I then proceeded upstairs to my room....

Remember my girl...
Remember roses with thorns cut out for you to avoid injury your fingers, and cuts on your forearm when the blood flow down from them in thin streams.
Remember melted, slightly cool ice cream in your favorite cafe and burning wax, which painted on your back.
Remember how I carry you in my arms when you hit the knee and how you rubbed them to blood, not having the right rise on your feet. Remember how to caress your breasts so desired linen silk, and how tormented...

I wrote this last night, thought it appropriate to share. Happy new year everyone, all the best for 2015.

It Goes

It goes around,
heels like a dog,
talks like a friend
long ago forgotten.
It has to start,
so it starts with a kiss,
then it flies round the sun
and comes home for tea.
Solutions won't solve
the puzzle we're playing.
It starts with a kiss.
It goes around.

Masturbation is defined by the oxford dictionary as the simulation of one’s own genitals to the point of orgasm, or the simulation to another’s without using penetration. The stimulation of another’s genitals is called mutual masturbation. However the urban dictionary provides a much easier to understand definition which states masturbation is the act of touching oneself to produce a favourable feeling in the groin area. Usually accompanied by some sort of mental, visual, or audio stimulation to assist...