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Flying in Chains

This blog is where my truths lie. I share myself, stripped, whipped.
4 years ago. February 2, 2020 at 9:50 PM

Two teams against each other on the field. Ancient rites of mastery, even today.

Alone, ignored, I'm hot, sticky, sweet with need

I crave a bite of forbidden dessert

Those feelings dripping off my spoon

Cherry coated in lust

I need a bite...just once more.

4 years ago. December 24, 2019 at 2:44 AM

I. Try.

Be what you want

I'm not a Domme

I'm a brat

rope bunny

primal

sub

But I love you

And I put on the mask

Of control

Rather than the collar

Of submission

My house becomes my playground

I wear the cuffs

I crave a Controller.

It seems we are Really Alike

But you won't share.

I fantasize.

I hope

You will relent

And take control.

 

4 years ago. September 24, 2019 at 12:01 AM

I like to purr

Snuggle in your lap

Pet me

I will wear your collar

Play with me

I like toys

I love cream

O Master

Let me be your pet

4 years ago. July 30, 2019 at 12:28 PM

My dream woke me up

Feeling ghostly bites

Drips of imaginary wax

The silent sounds of smacks on my bottom

My gagged cries of pleasured pain

Sent chills down my spine

Made me feel warm

Moist deep below

I can't wake you

You don't understand

But you love me

And that's our trade

4 years ago. July 28, 2019 at 4:08 AM

Torn

Between a need to serve

A need to be served

I crave being guided, trained

Miss being a sub

To a Dom/me

I married a sub

Now I switch

It makes him happy

Us stronger

But still, I feel

That need

That quiet fire never fades

I want to be in your place, love

Rule me

Spank me

The craving grows.

4 years ago. June 28, 2019 at 9:53 PM

He's a sub!

Learning how to Switch

Still seeking Dominance

He doesn't want to share

Yet

4 years ago. May 16, 2019 at 10:25 PM

Like a splash of red on empty white walls

Like a pressure on my chest while I sleep

My need is there.

At work

When no one's watching,

I rock in place.

I hide in stalls

I pinch myself.

At home,

I lurk online

I watch things

Naughty.

Spankings,

leather

cords

chains

I feel the need grow

When my so sweet, so gentle husband comes to bed for me

I imagine bites where he kisses

Smacks where he rubs

Paddles where he massages.

My need is 

Climbing the walls.

When I am alone,

I smack, tug,

bite my fingers

my breasts

So my need will let me rest.

The sun comes up

My need climbs with it.

4 years ago. May 15, 2019 at 2:54 AM

Finally free of the walking cast

I walk to you

"Let's play"

"OK"

Gentle as always

"Did I hurt you?"

"You never do"

I get on my hands and knees

"Let's play"

"OK"

Gentle as always

"Was it good for you?"

"I'm glad you enjoyed yourself."

Our days are the same

Always gentle, always sane

Make me lose control

Take it.

Strap me.

Tie me.

Spank me.

Make 'em jiggle.

Make me wriggle.

Make me black out 

From your hard motions

Your turgid body

Your control of me.

I ask.

I suggest.

I write.

I read.

I whisper.

I lick.

I tell.

I yell.

Always the same.

I want to be faithful.

And happy.

 

5 years ago. May 1, 2019 at 11:06 PM

My Love,

You flip out

Something trivial

Triggers bad feelings

You feel so intensely.

I walk away, unappreciated, upset, disrespected.

You want to make up.

I kiss you.

You think it's something more

I'm angling for.

I don't want it,

but you do.

I give in to you.

Amazing make-up sex? For you.

You do ask me if I wanted it. I told you the truth.

It breaks your heart.

I hate being another brick in your wall of pain.

I carry this guilt

That night

Haunts me even today.

I told you not to worry

But I'm still hung up on it.

5 years ago. April 20, 2019 at 12:48 PM

Another long day

I slip back into the arms of Morpheus

I dream...

Sucking you dry, no hands

You use my throat as you wish

Your pleased words

"Yes, my little cum-slut,"

"You learn well,"

Make me excited, too

You know how sensitive I am

Pleasuring you is enough...

When you stroke the back of my neck

I know I was successful

But I don't want to stop, I refuse to miss a drop

"You know what you're doing, you little brat."

I smile, the cat who's got your cream...

"Stand up," you command.

I stand, leisurely

"I've got plans for you tonight."

My eyes brighten

I've been aching for this for so long

Ropes?

My heart is full of hope...