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… Continue reading The Perfect Sadist
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Sadists
I was just posting a pic earlier and thinking about the fight. The fight that happens between the brat and the sadist. For me it is about enduring the physical pain and enjoying the emotional pain. When I say fight, I want him to win. I want him to get what he wants. In this,… Continue reading Sadists
The Power in a Smile
I sometimes get told that I have a nice smile. I always appreciate that, but what I really want is to make others smile. I love to make others laugh. This is definitely one of those things I learned from childhood when I much rather affect people in that way. I want happiness. That is… Continue reading The Power in a Smile
Drawn to It
Sometimes I do not understand why I am drawn to that darkness, drawn to those predators, those sadists, those wolves in sheep's clothing. Over the years, I have seen others like me get close to someone and see them slowly turn into who they really are. We sometimes want it. We beg for them to… Continue reading Drawn to It
Fucking Sadists
I say that with love. I love the energy the sadist brings. I especially love ones that do not take themselves too seriously. I have known some really creative ones. The best sadists will know how to push their bottoms without going too far. It is a matter of good punishment and funishment that can… Continue reading Fucking Sadists
Lisa Gray 