Control
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Posted:Nov 30, 2016 12:15 pm
Last Updated:Jul 14, 2021 3:29 am 14791 Views
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Control....
“He was responsible for my peaks and valleys, the pulsating waves and earth-shattering releases. It didn’t matter if I was bound or not, whether we fucked or made love, he was in control. The reality was he was always in control.”
― Arika Stone, The Sanctuary
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When does real love begin?
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Posted:Nov 29, 2016 4:31 am
Last Updated:Apr 5, 2021 4:43 am 16068 Views
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“When does real love begin?
At first it was a fire, eclipses, short circuits, lightning and fireworks; the incense, hammocks, drugs, wines, perfumes; then spasm and honey, fever, fatigue, warmth, currents of liquid fire, feast and orgies; then dreams, visions, candlelight, flowers, pictures; then images out of the past, fairy tales, stories, then pages out of a book, a poem; then laughter, then chastity.
At what moment does the knife wound sink so deep that the flesh begins to weep with love?
At first power, power, then the wound, and love, and love and fears, and the loss of the self, and the gift, and slavery. At first I ruled, loved less; then more, then slavery. Slavery to his image, his odor, the craving, the hunger, the thirst, the obsession.”
― Anaïs Nin, Fire: From A Journal of Love
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That Sting
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Posted:Nov 28, 2016 7:31 am
Last Updated:Nov 1, 2021 5:18 am 14590 Views
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That Sting...
“You land a second strike, this time just on my left cheek. It feels hard already and stings like hell. I imagine the red mark it has left on my behind as I thank you. As the belt catches my right buttock, I squeeze my eyes shut. I know my tears are close. You strike me again and again. You vary the location and the intensity; somehow never letting me settle into a pattern with the pain. I try to keep count in mind, but after fifteen I am lost in the hot, stinging sensation of my behind.”
― Felicity Brandon, Hide & Seek
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What He Wants
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Posted:Nov 28, 2016 4:05 am
Last Updated:Aug 3, 2018 11:45 am 15383 Views
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What He Wants...
“I look at sex differently than most people. It’s an exchange, and it should be good for both parties. I don’t want you to spread your legs and let me have you because you want someone to hold you. If you want me to hold you, ask me. I want you to spread your legs because you can’t wait another single second for my cock. I want that pussy ripe and ready and weeping for a big dick to split it wide and have its way. I want your nipples to peak because I walk into a room and you remember every dirty thing I can do to them. I want you to want me. I can make you crave me. I don’t want some drive-by fucking that gets me off and I forget it five minutes later. I want to fuck all night long. I want to feel it all the next day because my cock got so used to being deep inside your body. If that’s what you want, then get dressed in the sexiest thing you own and agree that I’m the boss when it comes to sex.”
― Lexi Blake, A Dom is Forever
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Watch Me
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Posted:Nov 27, 2016 4:01 pm
Last Updated:Mar 15, 2021 2:41 am 15234 Views
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Match Me..
“His heart pounded faster. He’d been a patient man. Going above and beyond while she struggled to accept every aspect of her submission. It was a beautiful war where her body was the battlefield that gave way to her mind. A mind she’d set to be with him when she could be anything she wanted to be and yet, she’d chosen to be the woman who knelt at his side.
Grady Bergeron, my hero in Watch Me.”
― Riley Murphy, Watch Me
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The World
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Posted:Nov 27, 2016 10:32 am
Last Updated:Feb 23, 2022 2:00 am 16129 Views
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The World..
“Spread your legs wider for me. That’s right. In a minute I’m going to slide one finger inside you. Only one, but it will be enough to make you beg and promise me the world if I asked you for it.
David Hollan in Requested Surrender
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His Bidding
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Posted:Nov 26, 2016 11:23 am
Last Updated:Jan 29, 2020 12:18 pm 16503 Views
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His Bidding ....
“I do not want to be the leader. I refuse to be the leader. I want to live darkly and richly in my femaleness. I want a man lying over me, always over me. His will, his pleasure, his desire, his life, his work, his sexuality the touchstone, the command, my pivot. I don’t mind working, holding my ground intellectually, artistically; but as a woman, oh, God, as a woman I want to be dominated. I don’t mind being told to stand on my own feet, not to cling, be all that I am capable of doing, but I am going to be pursued, fucked, possessed by the will of a male at his time, his bidding.”
― Anaïs Nin
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Her...
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Posted:Nov 22, 2016 1:22 pm
Last Updated:Oct 29, 2023 1:54 am 16982 Views
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Her...
She is a year ago.
She is the ache in the empty,
the first time you changed your mind
and the last time you were sorry about it.
She is a city sleeping beside you,
warm and vast and familiar, streetlights
yawning and stretching,
and you have never. You have never.
You have never loved someone like this.
She is your first stomach ache.
Your first panic attack and your
favorite cold shower.
A mountain is moving somewhere
inside of you, and her handprints are all over it.
Here. Here. Here, you love her.
In the fractured morning, full of
too tired and too sad, she is the first
foot that leaves the bed.
She is the fight in you, the winning
and the losing battle
floating like a shipwreck in your chest.
When they ask you what your favorite moment is,
You will say Her.
You will always say Her.
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The One
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Posted:Nov 21, 2016 12:09 am
Last Updated:Mar 14, 2023 7:06 am 18434 Views
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The One....
“She instinctively knows that each pretender she eliminates brings her one step closer to the One, and in fact, it is not unusual to hear her use this exact terminology: The One. You can almost hear the Capitalization as she says it.”
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His weakness...
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Posted:Nov 20, 2016 10:41 pm
Last Updated:Nov 15, 2021 5:44 am 19773 Views
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His weakness...
“I needed to channel the darkness that ran through my veins and embrace it. To play this game better than this man ever could have predicted. After all, I’d only been with him twice, and already I could see his weakness.
His weakness was me.”
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