What legacy will you leave imprinted on other’s lives? #ASMSG #inspirational #thoughtprovoking

Pink can stand for integrity,

honesty, and a pure life.

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What does our life say about us?
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Do you feel the life you lead defines who you are in death?
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I absolutely think it does!  Emphatically, in fact!  We all make mistakes in life, it helps mold us into better, stronger people.  Some of us make grave mistakes and can find a way to overcome the fork in the road and still leave a good, lasting impression.
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I have thought about this a lot over the past few years, and I think it’s a very important topic.
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I want to be known as the girl who could  help you find your smile!  I love being the funny girl.  It defines me… I think.
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I also want to be known as the girl who would help you purge your life.  And by this I mean a lot of things. Some people need good advice to help them learn to purge… to want more, to be more!  Some people have clutter in their lives, and they need someone  to help them clean it up.  And, then there are people who have clutter in their minds, and they just need someone to listen to them, to hear them.  And I hope that when I am no longer here… people see me as this person because it’s one of the things I love about me.And…

I want to be known as the girl who helped people be honest with themselves— To find the life they wish to live and live it to its fullest.  I want to help people realize they don’t have to live traditional lives just because society dictates it.  Be the best you that you can be and make sure while being the best you, you share it with the best person or persons for you, that your heart can buy!
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I strive to live an honest, pure life with integrity. I strive to be the best me, I can be.  As an author of erotica which details out aspects of my real life leather/bdsm experiences; I feel I’m sharing with the world my legacymy beliefs, even if it is through fiction and poetic smuttery!
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*giggles* So… now, that I have given you my thoughts on living “your best life” and being the best you; let me know what you think by leaving me a comment!

I would love to hear what you want to leave imprinted on other’s lives when you are gone!  What have you woven into others to leave as your legacy?  I am leaving my pink imprint, hopefully, everywhere I go.  Small prints, big prints, pink prints.. they all count!

Start counting!
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Penelope Jones- Spanking it since 1996! 
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Fictional and Poetic Smuttery can be found here: 

Get a Clue about Polyamory #Poem #ASMSG #Poetry #OCT

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Polyamory is the ability to love many,

not fuck every Tom, Joe or Jenny

 

You’re dating someone in every city?

 

Really just 2 or 3 maybe 5 would suffice

In fact, that sounds nice

 

You get the same amount of time in a day as all the rest

Stop giving the ones that don’t deserve it… your best.

 

The thrill of the chase

creates an ugly pace

that time will erase

if you don’t make haste

 

Stop these deplorable actions

leaving your other partners in fractions

 

Dividing time and effort can be hard,

a few things can be solved with a card.

Be careful not to leave anyone marred

 

My advice to you…

Get a clue

 

You got a good thing, don’t fuck it up.

 

 

 

 

I Guess We Will See… #OCT #Poetry #Poem #ASMSG

stairsoflife

The doorway to everywhere

I sat and stared

Do I dare?

Does he really care?

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Or the stairway to the unknown?

I’d reap what I’ve sewn,

And I’d do it alone…

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I called him on the phone

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“I’m ready to do this.” I said.

“Have you lost your head?”

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I smiled just a little

I was about to piddle…

myself.

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I took a leap of faith with just a call

I agreed to be his ragdoll

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Used and abused as he saw fit

Spanked until I couldn’t sit

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I was willing to try everything on his list

even the piss…

Twice,

It was nice

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I’m not sure he was ready for a girl like me

I guess we’ll see…

Make Me Your Wife #OCT #Poetry #ASMSG

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I was on my knees just as you deemed My cheek met wood, and your feet did gleam

Over and under my lips did caress
Your toes were my last destination and my tongue had found flesh

Each foot bathed and carefully tended
Hoping you’re no longer deeply offended

My back arched when strong fingers stroked my ass
Knowing I was completely forgiven at last

I heard your voice brush past my ear
Leaving me breathless, but without fear

You told me I was your princess, told me I was your whore
You knew it would touch me down to my slave core

I’d been waiting for you my entire life
Please don’t stop; make me your wife!

Penelope Jones- Spanking it since 1996!

The Art of Landscaping #Poem #ASMSG #Poetry #OCT

The art of landscaping

And this is my story…

Getting to the root of the problem

isn’t always easy

Especially when you’re naughty

and sleazy.

I just need to tend my garden

So, I beg your pardon

I need to pluck my flowers

coaxing the nectar with the Hitachi powers

With time I’m pruning the hedge

plunging a dildo in and out I pledge

“Everything’s cumming up roses”

I’m the landscaper

And I just landscaped

Penelope Jones copyright 2013 from Iniquitous Solace- The Aftermath
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