Style Bender

“I am out with lanterns, looking for myself.”

Emily Dickinson
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Bad Date/Good Night

Dating and being with people confuses me sometimes. Maybe I was just confused because there wasn’t a good connection. Yeah, that, that’s it. That’s why I found myself locked in a cage so I could get away from my date.

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The State of My Rope

The last two times I let people tie me weren’t that enjoyable. In fact, the more I’m tied by people the more I realize I don’t actually like being tied by people.

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Fullness of Form


It’s been ages since I’ve had a mind-blowing orgasm. Mostly it’s been a splintered pleasure where I cum while half in my body and half outside it, a single toy under the blankets, an ear perked up listening for chirps from the digital door. A gilded cage is what it felt like, the past few weeks I shared a gilded cage with others.

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Cool Down

Seated in the living room on an uncharacteristically hot afternoon, I was having a hard time concentrating on my work. Noticing the discomfort in my body, he asked me to close my laptop and join him for a little break.

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Locking Up

At the agreed upon hour, I heard a knock on my door. I grab you by the belt buckle and lead you inside.

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Teach Me to Talk

We were sitting on either side of his couch watching Yellowstone while hella stoned. At some point I stretched my body like a golden cat in the afternoon sun and my cold soles touched his thigh.

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The Painted Lady

As the man taps, taps, taps, gray falls away, revealing a roaring orange flame. Footsteps approach as he raises the cigarette to his lips.

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Tying Her

I circle her slowly as my hands unwrap the rope. She’s wearing jeans and an olive green bodysuit with a fabric/mesh combo up top, no bra. I notice the subtle movement of her neck when she swallows and let myself savor the anticipation radiating from her.

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Pain Slut

She stands naked before him in a mostly empty, industrial looking room, a lamp on a stool beside them illuminating her feminine frame. A criss crossed wooden contraption stands tall behind her with various hooks and chains attached.

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Killing Time

Their first night together was nothing like she imagined. She spent most of the night with eyes closed wishing him to touch her.

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Lust at First Tie

He recognized me by my voice and my fingers.

“I saw them moving across his chest. The pink polish, the rings. You did some elaborate knot and tightened it around him.”

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Primal Me

I’ve been diplomatic  
I’ve been demonic
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CBT

”Does it quiet your mind?” she asked. Read More

Plan b

I looked up from black lace

Who knew I could hate you

and fuck you still? Read More

What’s Next?

Having attended a play party that gave me a peek into the lifestyle I’ve hungered for, yesterday I found myself wondering what’s next? Read More

To Start

Sensual words

poured slowly

from her lips

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Fire, Fire!

Yell fire in a crowded

Theater. Trample my

Pussy. Stampede it

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Watch Me

I’m no longer his disciple

I’m Master now

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Soliloquy 

Perplexed by the paralysis

of my tongue,

I want him pinned down,

tied,

and bound

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Time Races Forward

When you love

You are uniquely vulnerable

You lay claim to a man like

A queen claims a nation

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Ashes of Men

We look at each other

with a ruthless lust… I can’t

promise you anything, but

could my tender touch for

one night be enough? I’ve

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