
The Eroticization of Suffering, Vol 2
Read MoreFrom forehead on the mat to tip toe balancing, I was transfixed by the sight of her beautiful suffering.
Erotic Stories | Sensual Poetry | Shibari
Read MoreFrom forehead on the mat to tip toe balancing, I was transfixed by the sight of her beautiful suffering.
“Does it hurt?” is by far the most common question I get regarding my Shibari practice.
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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.
My goal was never to lead a happy life, but rather to lead a peaceful one. I don’t need things or people to “make me happy.”
Read MoreAt the agreed upon hour, I heard a knock on my door. I grab you by the belt buckle and lead you inside.
Read MoreTheir first night together was nothing like she imagined. She spent most of the night with eyes closed wishing him to touch her.
Read MoreThere’s so much I don’t remember. Places I’ve gone, people I’ve been, little lives I’ve lived in service of another’s vision.
Read MoreHe 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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