BRB bot. gonna call these fools back

*He chuckles and nods*

I am on SSDI. Its so frusterating.

I cant tell you how many times I've gonna cryptic scary letters and then when I call its nothing at all.

Anyone Ive ever worked for is dazzled by how stupid the restrictions are

Being disabled in an abled world sucks.

At least I have a nice Cock. *chuckles*

Every time a new girl was brought to this place
the screaming, crying ..begging just served to upset the other pigs and bring back dark memories

The Vosk River
-The water moved us quickly along ,all there was to look at was the water Or the seemingly endless reeds. I wondered if I could pluck some to weave into a mat. I worried they would slice my fingers to ribbons as swiftly the skiff moved through the water. I decided this was not wise and neither was wondering how nunb the men's backsides. I laughed out loud, thinking it is a good thing no one could read my mind.

link please

#r-dkneeds

ok return

returning

*He smiles and nods*

I m on disabilty as well so I know all about limits when it comes to benefits. It makes no sense

*His hands dig into that soft ass and gives it a soft smack and squeeze as she teaes the hungry Beast*

PRACTICING LOVE AND BELONGING

When we don’t practice love with the people we claim to love, it takes a lot out of us. Incongruent living is exhausting.

Think about the important differences between professing love and practicing love.

We have to understand the anatomy of love and belonging; we need to understand when and why we hustle for worthiness rather than claim it; and we have to understand the things that get in the way.

"Who needs work when you can spend your days having FUN?"

Smiles and winks, rolling her hips and moving her butt around in circles against that Beast of yours.

"I mean, technically I CAN'T work cause I get benefits due to my diagnosis. If I started working, I would lose those benefits. And I need my meds. They keep me out of the hospital."

Nods.

The Vosk River
-All I could think about was how numb my backside was. I looked at the Bowmen. They looked cranky. I was so small I thought maybe they wouldn't even notice if I stood for awhile. I chewed my bottom lip awhile debating with myself if it was wise. maybe if I just knelt..ah I know.I sank into a freewoman tower..my bottom on my small feet, knees pressed tightly together, palms down on my thighs. I gave a sigh of relief..Odin Bless Tae.

*lets a gentle growl roll as The Beast gets a fine massage as they talk*

I gripe but after almost 3 years of not working I am thankful

Even if it means The Beast gets neglected *chuckles*

DEFINING LOVE AND BELONGING

Love is the mirror image of shame. We desperately don’t want to experience shame, and we’re not willing to talk about it. Yet the only way to resolve shame is to talk about it. Maybe we’re afraid of topics like love and shame. Most of us like safety, certainty, and clarity. Shame and love are grounded in vulnerability and tenderness.

Belonging is another topic that is essential to the human experience but rarely discussed.

Fitting in and belonging are not the same thing, and, in fact, fitting in gets in the way of belonging. Fitting in is about assessing a situation and becoming who you need to be to be accepted. Belonging, on the other hand, doesn’t require us to change who we are; it requires us to be who we are.

Three Truths:

1. Love and belonging will always be uncertain. Even though connection and relationship are the most critical components of life, we simply cannot accurately measure them.

2. Love belongs with belonging. We can’t separate the concepts of love and belonging.

3. A deep sense of love and belonging is an irreducible human need from the moment we’re born until the day we die. We are biologically, cognitively, physically, and spiritually wired to love, to be loved, and to belong. When those needs are not met, we don’t function as we were meant to. We break. We fall apart. We numb. We ache. We hurt others. We get sick.

LOVE

We cultivate love when we allow our most vulnerable and powerful selves to be deeply seen and known, and when we honor the connection that grows from that offering with trust, respect, kindness, and affection.

Love is not something we give or get; it is something that we nurture and grow, a connection that can only be cultivated between two people when it exists within each one of them—we can only love others as much as we love ourselves.

Shame, blame, disrespect, betrayal, and the withholding of affection damage the roots from which love grows. Love can only survive these injuries if they are acknowledged, healed, and rare.

BELONGING

Belonging is the innate human desire to be part of something larger than us. Because this yearning is so primal, we often try to acquire it by fitting in and by seeking approval, which are not only hollow substitutes for belonging, but often barriers to it. Because true belonging only happens when we present our authentic, imperfect selves to the world, our sense of belonging can never be greater than our level of self-acceptance.

Practicing self-love means learning how to trust ourselves, to treat ourselves with respect, and to be kind and affectionate toward ourselves.

We can only belong when we offer our most authentic selves and when we’re embraced for who we are.

MY REFLECTION: I keep thinking -- what about people who are physically isolated? What about people who are neuro atypical? What about people who don't have a close connection with anyone and don't know how to form one? It is a little distressing to consider how important connection -- love and belonging -- are ... when these things may not feel (and may not be) achievable for everyone. So what does one do when they don't have these vital relationships?

<>~without hesitation~

*He smiles and nods*

Every words of that is true. It's also the fact I work now so I dont have the same amount of time to come here and cause trouble.

*setting that perfect bottom to a slow smooth roll up and down the thick Bulge in His lap*

It sucks having to be an adult. *chuckles*

requested was a polite way of saying ...expected

subs will undress upon entering this room...unless other wise instructed by their Master/Mistress .

gone

later then..i dont obey noncitizens

ah onky requested…i choose not to