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I identify my kink as Primal. What is Primal? Fluid, ever changing, real raw and animalistic. I’m approachable, so don’t be scared to send a message to me, but make it interesting to read and capture my attention. No one liners like “How are you…”

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3 years ago. September 5, 2021 at 6:24 AM

Some women thrive on brutality. On the nasty edge you can provide to them. The borderline of fucked up brutality, where you can open their minds, their body and their world to another ethereal experience that many do not realise exists, far less know that they can experience it. Pain and associated physical and mental trauma delivered through kink that provides true cathartic release.

 

To fuck a woman so brutally that she sheds emotionally fuelled tears from a mixture of fear, excitement, pleasure, joy and emotional overload. To hurt her through impact play. Physically cause her pain that she derives erotic pleasure from. Allowing her to gain a release unlike any other that she can find in this world that she exists in.

 

To find a release so openly raw, honest and breathtakingly beautiful. The type of release only found in kink, never in vanilla.

 

To hurt her, but never harm her. But to be truly hurt another in a healing way also requires understanding of the psychological and mental impact it can have on her during the event, but more importantly after the event.

 

To understand that you need to provide aftercare to help her with the drop she will endure. Everything that goes up, must come down. And when you lift her to such a high, after unpacking her hidden trauma, hurt, sadness and anger, she will come down. Fucking hard. That you can be guaranteed of.

 

The endorphins fade. The excitement wanes. The reality creeps in. Her mind starts to allow doubt to push back in as her darker and deeper thoughts begin to emerge once again. Drop. It’s a consuming bitch that needs to be managed well, or it can do real mental damage that can be more catastrophic than the trauma she is trying to overcome. The trauma she wants to win the fight against, by delving into kink as she tries to find release from the invisible yet toxic vanilla bonds and restraints that events in her vanilla life has created.

 

The danger of drop is not just when the event is over, it’s the hours, days and weeks following that cathartic release you so intimately provide her with. That’s when the risk of the side effects of drop become the highest. Knowing that you need to be able to rescue her from herself. From the depths of darkness and despair her mind takes her to, as she relives and triggers from the trauma she is beginning to come to terms with. To bring her back from the edge of darkness, should she find herself sinking in the quicksand of her dark mind.

 

It all starts with aftercare post event. Depending on your partners needs, is what dictates the aftercare provided. Brutality marries together with softness and gentleness that is as extreme in caring as the brutal is nasty. As extreme as it seems, it needs to balance itself out. Everyone is different and everyone needs something individual to their needs. Aftercare also helps the Top. The one that delves out and delivers the brutality.

 

He / She will feel drop also. Just like the one who receives the pain, the one giving it will ride the high with you. You feed off each other’s excitement. The exchange of energy in such a high, trusted and intimate level, where passion, emotion and enjoyment collide in deep seated beautiful displays of raw emotion.

 

For many, it’s to be held close. To run your hands through her hair, slowly stroking her face and head. To hold her and allow her to cry into your chest. To allow her to feel you, taste you, smell you, be with you. To rub her back and whisper to her that everything is ok and that she is safe now. The gentle feeling of flesh caressing flesh. To feel her drift off to sleep on your chest with a content and happy smile on her face, knowing she has finally found her way forward.

 

Her home, her forever…

 

MsDove​(sub female){Eternal Pi} - Are the drawings you post done by you?
3 years ago
AussiePrimal - My writing and artwork is mine.
3 years ago
MsDove​(sub female){Eternal Pi} - Beautiful.
3 years ago
EchoGirl​(sub female) - This is so beautiful! ❤
3 years ago
AussiePrimal - Thank you
3 years ago
AussiePrimal - Indeed. Well said
3 years ago
Lemosyne​(sub female) - Your words sound magically enchanted. Tenderness and care...passion and power....
In both roles' acceptance and nurture, no shielding... no walls ...
Just the two creatures...thriving to survive the passionate battle of the mind...
3 years ago
AussiePrimal - The power and magic found in power exchange and embodied trust of another…
3 years ago
ButterfliesAndCuffs​(sub female) - Very well written. Aftercare is one part of D/s I have yet to experience. It’s absolutely an important part of the dynamic. Withholding it can tarnish the memory of an otherwise fulfilling experience not to mention cause some troubling emotions and thoughts.
3 years ago
AussiePrimal - And can damage mentally if not handled correctly
3 years ago
SashhaStrange​(other female) - Your Writing has an intense power in itself, thought provoking, the intense, raw and primal desires that are in direct alignment with how my dreams have been lately, thank you for sharing , I look forward to your next piece🔥🌹🔥
3 years ago
AussiePrimal - Thank you for resonating with my writing
3 years ago

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