Severine St.Cyr

Tag: pain

  • Your Weakness

    “No excuses. You know better.” “Do I?” you say before you can stop yourself. I grin. “Do you need a reminder?” Over my knee, you grab onto my ankle. Silky nylon. A moment of softness before my hand meets your skin. Hot and stinging. You reach your hand back, without thinking. I grip your wrist…

  • 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…

  • NOTHING IN RETURN

    Indecision is a huge turn-off for me. I want you to know what’s best and act without thinking. Understand? Let’s get one thing straight: this isn’t about what you want. You think you love me? Show me how useful you can be. How do you improve my life? How do you suffer in service to…

  • HOW CAN LOVE GROW FROM PAIN?

    Maybe you haven’t always considered yourself to be a masochist. You just thought you were life’s punching bag. Why is it that you’re so self-destructive? I don’t really care. I just enjoy it. I can’t help myself. You’re asking for it. Ask yourself why I should care about someone like you. What is it that…

  • WITH THOUGHTS SO IMPURE

    When a new submissive tells me they love how mean I am, I salivate. Finally. Venus has sent me a masochist of my very own. Be careful what you wish for. I expect you to speak up and lay out your boundaries. You’ll have to call red so I know how you feel, unless you…

  • 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 FOUND A CURE

    As a Scorpio, I’m used to it. Before I stepped into my power, I didn’t understand it. Now, it’s hardly remarkable. Someone like you is scared of someone like me. I represent a totally different so-called lifestyle. You’re busy with the status quo. However surface-level I keep my desire, others want to ride my wake.…

  • HOW BAD DO YOU REALLY WANT IT?

    Do you ever feel like you lack purpose? I can hear it in your voice. Why do you come around? When you swear you’re different, I know to believe it when I see it. Change is magic, but you have to know what you’re willing to do. Who are you willing to be, for me?…

  • DO YOU BELIEVE?

    You’re beginning to understand, aren’t you? Close your eyes and feel the teeth of the machine. Don’t you want out? Don’t you want more? Why is it, do you think, you’ve spent your life daydreaming? What is it you really desire, and, can you trust the source? Where did it all come from? Don’t be…

  • 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…

  • IF YOU KNOW WHAT’S GOOD FOR YOU

    I think it’s time to go down. Deep into the pit of your desire. Where it all comes from. Something deep down, something scary. And your need to touch that fear, to feel the rush of who you are, where you are, right now. At my hand. It’s what I want. Which is all that’s…

  • 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…