bean Posted January 18, 2006 Posted January 18, 2006 Beautiful torture lies behind your eyes. A frightening glimpse of the extreme. Flog this sorrow from my body - your senses more aware. Pointed-toe muscle-torture makes your heart beat faster. “Dirty whore” begs for more, master doles out pain. Vibrant slashes scream your burning pleasure - existential ecstacy. Faster your excitement grows, yank “Dog’s” leash harder - candle wax rewards. Twisted in knots, unmoving, but watching - commanding the commander - soon you release your gift.
Homicidalheathen Posted January 18, 2006 Posted January 18, 2006 I too, wrote a tribute to my Dom. And, looks like you do know a thing or two about those shoes I posted ment as Ballerina posture torture/fetish. Very good writing there. Here is mine..... Us. Calling me down into your Darkest bowels. You reach me with the Presence of A master that wants to Shed light On how I can manage To be Two things at once and Yet still Maintain a sense of balance Yes, maybe…. Even get that from this Thing we Hide, yet share together.
bean Posted January 19, 2006 Author Posted January 19, 2006 I too, wrote a tribute to my Dom. And, looks like you do know a thing or two about those shoes I posted ment as Ballerina posture torture/fetish. Very good writing there. Here is mine.....Us. Calling me down into your Darkest bowels. You reach me with the Presence of A master that wants to Shed light On how I can manage To be Two things at once and Yet still Maintain a sense of balance Yes, maybe…. Even get that from this Thing we Hide, yet share together. <{POST_SNAPBACK}> nice work... I know the ballerina torture shoes all too well hehe
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