her happiness is everything
her pathos; be kind with cruelty
blood and tears, a royal jelly
merciless kisses like blazing pyres
she cries through a night prayer
my push pin princess;
a crimson petal
nerves edge;
jutting nipples seeking cleavers kiss
to serve
to serve
to serve
smiling for a relish of wasps
she knows she is loved
a loved red faced surprise
cunt mouth, red chirping sparrow
wax teeth melting
succubus, fuck flower
gratefully crushed under foot
toes like musical notes
little pearl ruins
grave stones
whipped cream butter cookie in chains
stipule corridor
gash plume
serrations gush, a singing Dahlia
ripped rose, thorned and curt
plush flames
her skull a throat
her liturgy
weeping, licking gods bulging cock
wakes her inside
giving her religion
a crucifix of cocks
anus of heaven
a burning church possessed
drooling supplications
lustrous saliva web drapes trembling downward thighs
a glutinous chandler
melts like silk around ankles
crystal silt on scorched heels
to serve
to serve
to serve
her happiness is everything
her pathos; be kind with cruelty
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Is there...
something like gentle, sadistic hands? Written as though the sadist had that in mind. I may try to write something of that nature. I'm intrigued! ~ Geezer.
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Sado-masochism is at least
Sado-masochism is at least partially misunderstood by many if not most, It is about a heightened sensuality amplified by the needs of 2 consenting people who need to feel power imbalances
Where psychologically pain is linked to pleasure The masochist finds themselves the object of complete focus aware that their every whimpering sound, writhe and twitch thrills the master partner It is a hyper sexuality and can be loving even if the encounter is ephemeral. People do this because it is HOT!!!! There are online meetups, group meetups and off line encounters where this is the focus
It is a subterranean culture in America Japan and Western Europe
The Saint of Sadism
flex and perspire my darling
would you mind a small suffering for craven kisses
to have your dark fig anus and drenching vulva
stroked with a tickling finger lingering
and strong hands around your sweetly curved throat
that shunt the breath
to yield willingly for sharp-toothed nibbles with surprise tongue whipping?
will you present your soft belly and cupping breasts
for dark cruelties that excite beyond tabulation
will you present yourself with smiles
and goddess leg show
sobbing for feral pink spires gleaming
while quivering thighs
turn hot red from the slap of the leather strap splitting stings?
will tears of love
mix in wild berry utterance
and flashing spitfire’s tongue?
are you made for this?
your every whimper an invitation
like an open pink gate
do you need the saint of dark desires to rescue you
from banal dim-witted all american in and out?
do you need to drown in oceanic wave tsunamis
of hot butter fuck glitter, blood flooding gasms
and tender aftercare?
my wish
that you shimmer like silver
possessed
by the saint of sadism
pope's of eros
who fill you with the milk of the moon
all stars that melt you into the depths of paradise
and that this dark ecstasy
is the only suffering you will ever know.
treat a Queen as one
and a slave
also as one
then in life
you will have the desired fun
no pun
males all are mainly
sons of a gun
true !!!!
true !!!!