He is the perfect sadist to my emotional masochist. Daddy has left marks without even lifting a hand or touching me.
Leaves me with that uncertainty and unsettling feeling.
Some marks puncture the skin and draw blood, but that is not necessary to get the blood pumping and the heart racing.
Maybe though, I will just focus for a while on the gray checkmarks I want to turn blue.

The Perfect Sadist… is capable to not only use pain, mental or physical but also to create in the receiver, a deep desire to want more of it. It’s their ability to spark that desire that creates the enthusiastic consent they need to be able to give more. 😉
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Yes. The right one has that ability to make me want to suffer in a way that is not suffering at all.
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