I want to rip you up with my nails.
I want to bite you until you bruise or bleed.
I want to wrestle you, and crawl on top of you and eat you up.
I want to fight against you, and feel you fight back.
I want to match myself against you, physically. I want to take you.
To feel you take me.
I want to merge in raw, uninhibited passion.
In unbridled lust. You.
Me.
Us.
No holds barred.
“No one has ever loved my pervy mind like you do.” It’s because I love you, and that is part of you. Do you go
A week or so back, a friend of mine said to me: “I hate labels. I don’t even know why we need them.” I don’t
Right now it is. I’m writing to YOU. Sure, sometimes I write about me and my experiences. I try to make that clear, by saying
I’ve been saying this a lot lately, because it seems people mistake a single instance (or handful of instances) of something for a way of
A core of any good relationship, kinky or otherwise, is support and encouragement. Most people in power exchange relationships intuitively understand that this it’s important
There is a theory of learning that I like to use when teaching. It’s the 4 stages of competence, and they go like this: Unconscious
Have you ever done this? I mean, in kink, we ask near-strangers which pronouns they want us to use, or what gets them off, but
I like to say that in interactions with others, you cannot NOT communicate. And consistency is one of those things that communicate loud and clear.
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