Walking into that safe space with him, I know I will be in good hands. I see how he looks at me. I know that there are devilish things in his mind. That's ok. I also see other things in those eyes. I hear things in his voice. I feel the way he touches me… Continue reading Safe Space
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Where Do You Start
When you finally get to have me, where do you start? What will you do to help you quench that thirst? How do you take from me to get what you need? Where do you see your hands going first? How will you touch me? How do you see your body claiming mine? Hands touching… Continue reading Where Do You Start
Running
I think it is time for a run. No, not that kind of run. The kind of run where you are being chased. Can you imagine the effort someone puts into chasing you? The way they follow your every move, trying to pick just the right moment to let you know they are there, coming… Continue reading Running
Mother May I Sleep with Danger
I will be honest; I do not remember actually watching that Tori Spelling TV movie, but when I was younger, I ate up those types of stories. I remember being 10 and watching Fatal Vision with Gary Cole (who will always be from Office Space in my mind) and seeing that the real-life person was… Continue reading Mother May I Sleep with Danger
See Me
I love how he watches me. I know that he sees me. I love the feeling of his eyes on me. He watches to make sure that I am safe, but he also watches because he needs. He needs to keep me in his sights, he needs to feel me close, he needs to feed… Continue reading See Me
