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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…”

My erotica is written from memories of play sessions. I am an author that loves to evoke emotions within a reader. Want to understand me? Read my profile. It’s long and articulated for a reason. I have begun to publish books. Want to find out where to get them? Private message me for the link.
2 years ago. September 6, 2021 at 9:57 PM

You lay down in front of me. Poignant. Prepared. Knowing your clothes will be torn from your body. Manhandled into whatever position is required as I prepare to consume you and fill you with my sin.

 

I order you to stay still. Drinking in your beautiful curves. Enjoying my prize visually, before I even place flesh on flesh. Your mindset, your devotion, your need to serve. All exquisite.

 

”Cunt. Expose it and show me...”

 

The words are deep, menacing and the intent is direct. You lift your pretty little skirt and expose a beautiful pair of panties. Lace patterns, silky fabric. Expensive. You are too slow.

 

I reach down, grabbing the fabric. Tearing it from your body. You cry out as the fabric cuts into you, burning welts in your skin from the friction of the tearing motion.

 

I slap you, holding you accountable for not being quick enough to do my bidding. You cry out, then smile to yourself. The surprise, the pain and the pleasure. An intoxicating mix designed to illicit feelings within you. Feelings of lust, desire, need. Deep desire that comes from the need for physical pain and mental torment.


Desperation to feel physical pain. A masochistic need. Mixed with a need to be objectified as well as degraded and humiliated.

 

A kink born from past physical and mental abuse ingrained into your very being. The difference being, in kink, this is a safe space. One where pain is exchanged in a controlled, safe measure.

 

A safe place where no judgement exists. Just the beauty of kink and power exchange. Feeding a need. Delivering a service. Tears, pain, screams and orgasms. Such a delicious fucking outcome for both parties involved.

 

Where humiliation and degradation is customised to draw out your need to be objectified, yet done safely for a positive result. Where you get hurt mentally and physically, but never harmed. It is a cathartic release that feeds your need.

 

”You are nothing but a set of fucking holes to be used. On your knees, you filthy little cunt. It’s time to do what you do best. It’s time to serve...”


You raise yourself onto your knees. Willingly. Ready. Ready to serve. Ready to receive. Ready for whatever my Sadistic mind has planned.

 

Eager. Ready. So very ready...

 

SweetSirRendering​(sub female) - @AussiePrimal i apologize for engaging and exacerbating this. batting a mouse without enough respect for your blog was inappropriate. i enjoy the style of your blogs and look forward to your next installment.
2 years ago
AussiePrimal - Wow. This site seems so inviting and friendly. I might just go find somewhere else to publish, where energy is positive and vibrant and about fun and sharing experiences…
2 years ago
SweetSirRendering​(sub female) - i hope bad behavior, in a moment where at least i know i was not presenting my best self, doesn’t negatively influence your opinion of this site. there is a diverse community like any other, some of us are not as pleasant as others and some of us have good and bad moments. this was truly inappropriate, on my part.
2 years ago

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