Canvas to my Art !

[Be****]

The very height of my desire
Dependent on what I’m inflicting on you
And you take it, nay, you crave it
The biting, the hickeys, the nails in skin
Leaving My Marks on you - There on the cross, symbolic really
Sometimes paying for your sins
Sometimes just there to sin some more , Restrained on the bench
Strikes raining down on your thighs ,Tasting the tears rolling down your cheeks.
Dark inside, the place no one looked , While the arm or hands around your neck
Seek to take your breath away
Even as you slump on the bed, motionless , And keep hurting you inside, as you come ,
In new ways, face slapping leading to more
The evil grin when discovering new tools
And you encourage it all, excitement growing
The things that you’ve awoken in me
They can’t just be put back away now
Haven’t you felt them growing?
And I’d say you’ve changed me
But you’ve only encouraged me to grow
And each time you see a little more.
I Want you and I need to hurt you , And I would never go back.A puppy in an imaginary cage.
To the one who thought they could show me the glory of submission, While your offer left me out of breath,
To your will it was wise not to bend. See it would have been a dull, dull end.
To the one whose name I could never learn,For your loins I would still gladly burn.
For all I know you were plotting worldwide destruction,
I inspired you without instruction , To the one with performance issues,I know! I know! The healing tissues.
Never before had I enjoyed yelling so greatly.
I have been doing a lot more of that lately ,To the one who called it orgasmic relief.
You really were beyond all belief , I'd just rather you think of me like you would a ghost.As you ***t the marks on her, the sight of her flesh changing before you is captivating and
In the Real of this lifestyle , *** is pleasure and submission is power . Limits are meant to be pushed and boundaries are meant to be explored. Don’t tease unless you’re going to Please. Trust is the key to unlocking your Darkest Desires so If you don't restrain her firmly enough, or if you just ask quietly for her to be still, you best believe she's already seeing red and hasn't heard you. Your loose knots are an invitation for her to escape, and escape she will. She'll take off through the woods, or she'll chuck herself off the bed, or she'll find a room to hide in and hold the door handle tight, breathlessly crying and praying to a god that doesn't hear her.

Beast.

[St****]

That's bad ass

[On****]

Ugh. Stunning