Five years ago today, Gabe and I decided to start a whole new adventure together. As time passes I’m finding it more and more of an impossible task to describe what he means to me, how I feel about him, and what our relationship encompasses… and that’s in my more articulate moments. I got my ass and back whupped on pretty thoroughly a few hours ago, and I’m still pretty spacey. So, I don’t have much hope to manage anything right now beyond “Beloved, I adore you.”
I don’t mark very easily at all… which generally makes me sad, as I love carrying marks with me. But this time, we managed quite a few welts. So without further ado, there’s naked pictures of my caned ass behind this cut.