bdsm

  • your daisy

    I wanted youto be an act of self-harm,a pain that calms,my own blood the healing balm.It’s not as darkas it sounds. Those who look downupon a focusing cut, do not understand the grounding,comfort,clarity, and inevitably they damage themselves in their own way,but with less self-awareness. Be it drink or drugs,the toxic relationships into which they…

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  • You’ve Got Mail

    Discreet, but nonetheless a collar,this pretty restraint was intended as a sign of ownership, a displayof your devotion, a reminderof my Dominance as Queen of your body and mind, your time,your choices. The irony is searing,its arrival today a slap to the face.- you don’t own him – it mocks- and you know you never…

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  • Redbreast

    My red flagis I still don’t really believe in my worth,(I thought I did)and that’s what’s stopping mefrom telling you the truth. Red-faced at the idea of being caught red-handed, catching feelsfor you.It’s not that there is any reason to be ashamedof finding you attractive. You’re not the problem. It’s that I can’t bring myselfto…

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  • Sure

    I typeYes, Sirand manage to stop my pinkyfrom hitting ENTER.I may have a terrible track recordwith social cues, but even I knowwhere this path leads. What I don’t knowis how to talk to youwithout telling you I love you still,without telling youmy skin misses the fireof a touch it has never felt.delete, delete, deletedelete, deletedelete,…

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  • no shame if you did

    The truth can sting, but I know you can take it, beautiful. You knew the risks,messaging a sadist. You certainly take a lot for me, from me, but right now you’re going to have to suffer my tenderness, the tenderness of the caregiver. Sometimes that’s harder than ending up covered in welts, I know. Sweetheart,…

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  • wanting

    Your dominance comes so naturally, I fearyou do not know that my submission does not. Do you realise that I am my own safe harbour?I do not fear much, and I do not fear letting gohere. I am ready to hand you my kingdom keys.I hope you do not regret unlocking Pandora’s box.More paradoxes: the…

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  • The Switch

    Demure, shy, nervous even, you seem. I am unsureif it is your age, a relative inexperience, differencesin social reciprocity caused by the autism I doubt is diagnosed,or maybe I’m intimidating. It would not be the first time. And I – I am a force with which to be reckoned, some days I worrymy confidence might…

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  • thank you

    I’ve thanked you often, for the role you’re playing in my healing. Thank you for being a safe placeto explore desires. Thank youfor fulfilling some of my wildest fantasies.Thank you for reminding methat constructive, honest conversationis attainable. Thank you for the whiskey-soaked memoriesand all of the words you’ve inspired,dare I say some of my best…

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  • i.There’s a darkness in me but she, like so many other facets of the diamond I’ve becomeunder pressure, lives behind masks and veils.She exists as a duality; two side of the same coin.I remember meeting the one in twilight reveriesbefore I was old enough to know her name,but even then I knew both that I…

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  • Switch

    It is not purely a position of power,despite its name, and the false assumptions of men on the internetwho deal in greyscale and abuse. Rather it is privilege and responsibility, and I am aware of the honouryou do me in trusting me with yoursubmission. Dominancetakes meaning from the valueof what is laid at its feet,and…

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