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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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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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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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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…
Spilled Ink from the Vault 