Arse Show
I watch you sleep, I do that sometimes, it is sweet. You snuffle and shift and occasionally you mutter to yourself.Tonight, you have half thrown the covers off, you are curled up, and your pretty arse is exposed to me. Your pose is childlike and unintentional and completely slutty, like you planned it this way, like you are smiling secretly to yourself at your own cleverness.
I sent you to bed with the crotchless stockings still on, I realise they are gone, somehow. I know you wouldn’t have taken them off (did you take them off?! did you dare?!). I find out later that they have bunched up around your ankles, restraining you, and I wish that I had known that at the time when I was watching you, that you were tied up by the nylons and restrained that way…
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