Tag: bondage

  • Stockholm Syndrome

    The sound of the door knob turning makes you twitch in arousal. You wish it wasn’t this way. Nothing you can do now. Next comes the swish of my nylons as I cross the room. “Drooling yet?” Nylon meets your knee. Its almost enough. You’re that desperate. I unlock your hands. You rest them in…

  • STOP MOVING

    When you’re restless, that’s when you need bondage the most. It might seem counterintuitive to you, sure. Consider that it could be time for you to learn the virtue of patience. You know the moment when you submit? When you actually let down your guard and accept the loss of control, your lack of power…

  • ALWAYS MINE

    What did you expect? Be careful with those proverbial wishes. You might just get what you wanted after all. I find it beautiful that you’re mine before I know you even exist. Like you ever even had a choice. And still, you continue to choose me. The beauty of BDSM. Power given, freely. My will…

  • I CAN’T LET YOU OUT

    I know you must be restless. Trapped in the space between who you were, and who you’ll become. Do you find it a little cramped? There, there. Sometimes limitations can help you grow. You’re all scared of changing. First, you have to let go. For some of you, it’s the hardest part. My little control…

  • DON’T MAKE ME SAY IT

    Does it ever feel like a curse? What do you expect when you make promises you can’t keep? You don’t have to explain. I know exactly what you need. I’ll take care of you. Calm down. Goddess knows best. Forgiveness is only a sacrifice away. What do you have to give today? Yes, some day…

  • GREAT PAIN CAN BE SUBLIME

    Would you be surprised, at this point, if I came to you in a dream? Once you give in, I tend to consume your thoughts. Desires. Time. I know you understand exactly how retribution works. Show me how sorry you can be. Settle the heavenly score. Ignore it all you want, when you’re called to…

  • WHAT REVEALS YOU IS WHAT YOU TRY AND HIDE AWAY

    You always find me at your most desperate. So vulnerable. And horny. What exactly are you trying to accomplish? What purpose does it serve to bother me under the dark moon? You’ll regret it. But I guess for you, that’s half the fun. That’s what’s in it for me: the pain. What do you do…

  • TASTE THE FIRE FOR YOURSELF

    When you’re in the mood for atonement, you find me. Are you bound to seek healing in all the wrong places? Sure, the transformative power of pain gets me off. It hurts for a reason. You’ll be sorry, I know. Oh, don’t pout. There’s only one way to bring a new day. Smile and say…

  • MY LOVE IS A BAD IDEA

    They don’t want us to find each other. But we dare, again and again to meet, build community, make ourselves seen, make ourselves heard. We know how sexy defiance can be. We play with power, it’s a central piece to our desire, to our identity, to our relationships. Consensual exchange is not what they had…