contraryminx: There’s something about corner time. It’s usually just the start - a chanc
contraryminx: There’s something about corner time. It’s usually just the start - a chance to anticipate what is going to happen next, to try and prepare for it. Sometimes though thinking too deeply about what’s coming next just adds to the nerves. But there’s something else about corner time. The indignity of it. Yes, it’s loaded with threat about what’s to come, but when my nose is pressed into the corner, feeling my warm breath on my own face, staring at the paintwork wondering how long I’ve been standing there, I just feel so childish and a bit silly. And, along with the whole being ignored thing, it just chafes, challenges me. The only thing that would makes this worse (and is one of Mr Minx’s favourites) is instead of having me cuffed having my hands on my head. Although as I tell him (after the event, I’m not baiting him WHILE he’s in this mean kind of mood) I have a sneaky suspicion the whole ‘hands on the head’ thing is all about pushing breasts up and out… -- source link
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