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Need…or ache? 

What’s the difference between a need and an ache? A need is when I need something. I need food. I need a drink. I need a night out. I need a hug.
An ache….now that’s different. I ache to hear my name being growled. I ache to hear how much you’re going to ravish me. I ache to feel that desire that courses through my veins as you pin me and kiss me so hard I melt beneath you. I ache to feel my flesh being marked to prove to all where you and only you has been. I ache to be devoured

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do you………….?

Do you choose your Sir or does he choose you?

Does your body decide for you or is it your heart and mind?

Is it chemistry or simply “meant to be”?

Whatever it is it’s amazing.  The connection.  The need.  The desire.  The all consuming power simple words have over your body and actions.

Its rare.  Its intense.  Its a world with 2 people where no one else matters.

Cherish it.  Love it.  Let it grow..

Be you Sub or Dom there is always someone out there wanting what you have and maybe even who you have.

Never take it, or them, for granted



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what is your “too much”….?

A few weeks ago i logged onto my twitter as normal.  Now I haven’t really been bothering with it as I’ve felt detached and uninvolved.  I see people who have formed friendships and seem to be having an absolute blast.  My trust issues stopped me from doing such a thing.  When I started i swore I wouldn’t stay long and i wouldn’t form any sort of friendships/relationships.  In the 6/7 years i was there I failed at both.  I made and ruined friendships (see earlier when sick) and avoided making others.  I regret alot of what i done on twitter and regrets is something i hate having.  Anyway – ive strayed off topic! I apologise! So, I logged on a few weeks ago, after a few days away, and a sight greeted me that shocked me.  Now those who know me know Im a sub and Im damn good at it when called to be but this shocked me.  I immediately logged into my PC and deactivated my account and i haven’t been back since.  I knew I had a breaking point.  Everyone does.  But i was shocked by mine.  Maybe im being overly sensitive or I was having a bad day but I still cant bring myself to go back.  I have 10 days to reactivate or my account is gone.  Maybe its time to start afresh.


What is your “too much”……………?


Sinful Sunday

the most sinful of sundays

His dripping tip teased her chiffon panties.  The black material coated in his precum as he looked her straight in the eyes.  He knew the effect it had on her as he watched her eyes go from chocolate brown to black.  Her little moans escaping as she arched her back and bit her lip.  Lifting herself to him causing her breasts to spill from the matching bra.  Seeing her nipples hard and aching he had to taste.  He leaned forward and suckled at them in turn.  Little nips and bites as his cock presses hard against her swollen lips.  The thin fabric the only thing stopping him from burying himself balls deep in her.  The need and ache growing in them both.  She tries to reach for him and remembers she’s tied and bound.  Wrists above her head straining to be free.  He looks up at her and smirks as he knows what’s going through her mind.  The red nails flashing with her movement.  She wants them buried in his flesh.  Not tonight.  There will be no fucking tonight.  He crawls off the bed and looks down at her.  His mark all over her flesh.  His precum soaked through to her swollen lips and protruding clit.  Her eyes blazing with lust and desire.  Her bottom lip with visible teeth marks – her own.  He pulls on his jeans and shirt.  His achingly hard cock visible against the denim.  He pulls his shirt on.  His shoes. His jacket.  With one last look at her he smirks, turns and says…..


“I’ll be back for you later My Girl…..dont move….”

Wicked Wednesday

Works both ways?

I need you. I need to feel your body tense as my nails dance over your skin. I need to have you growl as my mark appears on your skin. Slowly. Oh so slowly. There’s no rush. Nail slicing through your pink.

Now I know as a sub I should be the one being marked but if I am yours doesn’t that make you mine? Do I not get the satisfaction of seeing my mark on you? Knowing someone could see it and you have that look saying “my girl done this to me”. Then there is the fun where I marked you so you mark me. A little bite. A little nibble. A little taste. Fingers sinking into my flesh. Teeth on my collarbone. That’s one I only found recently. Fuck it drives me wild. Animalistic passion kicks in with that one. My body loses what little control I had. I do believe its the only thing thats brought me close to begging……