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Learn to hold her throat in one hand, her heart in the other and control her body, mind and soul with the words you growl and whisper into her ears as you prepare to brutally manhandle, fuck and use her…

Learn to hold her throat in one hand, her heart in the other, and control her body, mind, and soul with the words you growl and whisper into her ears as you prepare to brutally manhandle, fuck, and use her.

Let me explain that passage further. Anyone can bark a demand for a submissive to drop to her knees. However barking a simple demand and expecting a result is not what genuine Domination is. Far from it.

To be a Dominant, means you are both artist and artisan, sculpting moments of overwhelming intensity with the precision of your touch and the authority of your voice.

The space between pain and pleasure blurs into an amazing symphony of trust and mutual respect, each scene building upon the last to reach crescendos that are both exhilarating and transformative.

You understand the importance of building rapport, connection and trust. However trust itself is not enough.

The depth of trust she places in you must be met with an equal measure of responsibility from you as the Dominant. Handle her with both strength and care, knowing that in your hands, she finds her release and her refuge.

Manhandling is something most submissives enjoy. However as with anything worthwhile, it requires a balance that equalises itself. Understand the delicate balance of power and tenderness, the art of dictating pleasure through a commanding touch intermingled with the softest caresses.

Each movement is a visceral conversation, each restraint a promise, as you guide her through a breathtaking journey of sensation and surrender.

Navigate the contours of her desires like a map written in the language of her sighs and shivers. Become the conductor of the orchestra that is her moans and groans. As you delve deeper, let the intensity in your eyes mirror the passion in your actions, creating a symphony of the raw and the refined.

Your Dominance is not just about the constraints you impose, but also about the freedoms you unleash within her. Each command, a note struck on the strings of her psyche, resonates with the core of her being.

The true power of a D/s dynamic lies not merely in the actions you perform but in the depth of connection you nurture. It's an exchange so beautiful and so breathtakingly profound that it transcends the physical, enveloping both of you in a bond that is as intimate as it is unyielding…

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✅🔥 Thank you for reading. I enjoy creating erotic writing, erotic art and writing about the kink lifestyle. I write here and on my own private blog platform. I am a published author and self publish my own eBooks and I offer one for free for those interested in reading. If you would like to find out more about my writing and my blog, please don’t hesitate to message me and I will be happy to share information if you request it. 

Look at the raw beauty that exudes from her. The beauty that drips from her pores, like perspiration that drenches and stains those once perfect satin sheets she owns, after you ravish and fuck her so savagely. Take note of the way she manages to intertwine vulnerability with strength as she kneels down to cede her power, that you step up to capture and contain…

Let's keep our eyes wide open to dream, telling our stories not just with words but in every little thing we do. In this place of safety that we have forged, in each others arms, where we can be as vulnerable or as hopeful as we really are, creating a whole new experience that neither of us could have accomplished on our own…

Look at her again. Sure, she is the beautiful, cute, gorgeous, sexy woman that you see. But do you see what else she is? Do you see beyond the mask she wears daily. Beyond the skin deep beauty. Beyond the persona and skin costume she offers to those that are blind to facts and reality.

What else is she?

She has grown up in a world that is driven by patriarchy, toxicity, violence, bias, racism and hatred.

A world where a girl becomes a woman, not from the beautiful transition of innocence, but more from a bathing of fire as she becomes aware that the world she has been brought up in is full of danger, abuse, hatred, bullying, assumption, condemnation, discrimination, class outcasting, jealousy, inequality and imbalance.

A world where she is not empowered to be her own woman, but is warned not to dress in certain ways, lest she attract predators.

A world where if she dresses cute and shows too much flesh, she is at risk of rapists who have defence attorneys who use her choice of dress code against her as an excuse on why she was assaulted.

A world where she cannot drink safely, because those same attorneys will use her inebriation as a defence mechanism when defending the rapists they represent.

A world where it’s dangerous to drink in public, because opportunistic predators are waiting to spike her drink when she is unguarded and not aware.

A world where she cannot walk through a park safely, especially if it is dark or she is not accompanied by others.

A world where she cannot visit certain countries, for fear of the very prevalent and real global sex trade.

A world where her own precautionary measures for birth control and STD safety mean zero when a common practise in this world from toxic individuals is the act of stealthing, which is only now beginning to be recognised in some countries as the abusive act of non consensual rape and criminal offence it is.

A world where she needs to protect what she sends to another, for fear of them not being discreet, nor holding their word and using those pictures and videos against her on the internet.

A world where she works in a position and puts in more work, more hours, more dedication and more experience, yet is paid less than her opposing gender counterparts.

A world where fair, justice, respect, protection, honesty are just words whispered on the wind and have no real meaning from most that she encounters.

A world where she speaks her truth out loud in defence of herself and her fellow tribe of the female leaning gender, and is openly and brazenly attacked and bullied by weak individuals who hide behind low intellect and anonymous screens.

A world where she has to be more than just a mere woman to survive.

She is woman, warrior, activist, feminist, survivor and all round superwoman. She has to be all of these, if she is to survive in this world the rest of us have created.

Created by some through actively participating in putrid and toxic acts. Created by many others who simply stand by and ignore what occurs. With change occurring by very few of us that actively take a stand, recognising the failings of our fellow humans and say enough is enough.

Look at her again. Now do you see beyond her skin deep? This is the world she exists in, yet you still only see the beautiful, flirty, sexy woman that she is.

You know why? Because she is fucking strong. Stronger than you could imagine. Perhaps now, you will look at that woman you covet and admire and enjoy, in a different light and respect her for living in a world that she has no choice but to exist in.

She is all woman, but she is also all warrior.

If you see someone getting mistreated, stand up, make noise, create awareness and enact change. One act at a time doesn’t make a change to an entire culture. But it will possibly make a change for the one you help. But also imagine for a moment, if a billion voices cry out and demand change in this world. Or two billion voices. Wouldn’t that be an amazing thing to witness real change occur in our world.

Change that empowers equality, safety, acceptance, love, respect, recognition, support, empowerment and zero judgment.

It all starts with one view, one voice, one choice to no longer accept what was, nor what is.

Are you ready to change? Are you ready to join a movement that is worthy of the world getting behind it.

It all starts with you. To respect another, you must first learn to set standards that you fall on your sword for, and learn to respect yourself. Only then, can you truly begin to respect others…

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This is an excerpt from one of my new books titled “BDSM and the modern human: Empowering shift that is truly required…” Due for release in the third quarter of 2024.

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📚 📇 📚 ✅🔥 Thank you for reading. I enjoy creating erotic writing, erotic art and writing about the kink lifestyle. I write here and on my own private blog platform. I self publish my own eBooks and I offer one for free for those interested in reading. If you would like to find out more about my writing and my blog, please don’t hesitate to message me and I will be happy to share information if you request it. 

Don’t procrastinate.

Dont choose to make changes one day.

Make today day one.

Repeat after me.

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”2023 was the last year of accepting and tolerating less in my life than I deserve…”

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Fake friends, takers, soul suckers, bad relationships, gossip, innuendo, false truths, drama.

If it doesn’t nourish your soul, then it’s time to get rid of it.

Let it hurt.

Let it heal.

Let it go.

Love yourself.

Own your bullshit.

Choose your path.

Feel your feelings.

Set and enforce your boundaries, instead of building walls.

Time to start living in the current, planning for the future and letting go of the anchors of the past.

You’ve got this…

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✅🔥 Thank you for reading. I enjoy creating erotic writing, erotic art and writing about the kink lifestyle. I write here and on my own private blog platform. I self publish my own eBooks and I offer one for free for those interested in reading. If you would like to find out more about my writing and my blog, please don’t hesitate to message me and I will be happy to share information if you request it. 

You don’t need to make new resolutions for a new year. Resolutions are like promises whispered into thin air, vanishing on the wind as soon as an afternoon breeze kicks in. Why aim for new heights and plan to make all changes in the world when the true transformation begins within?

To initiate change, start by recognising your bad habits. Acknowledge them not as failures, but as beacons guiding you to a better path. Then, put an action plan in place to break these patterns. It's not about grand gestures, but small, consistent steps towards a healthier self.

Identify the people who drain your spirit rather than uplift it. Choose to step away from their shadow, and instead, surround yourself with those who reflect the kind of person you aspire to be. Their light will help illuminate your path.

Before you attempt to introduce new positives into your life, focus on removing the negatives. It's like preparing a garden. Uproot the weeds to make room for new growth. Letting go isn't just about loss. It's about making space for new opportunities and experiences.

Remember, to fly on a breeze, a kite must first be set free. But it also needs a steady hand to guide it through a balance of freedom and direction. Be that steady hand for yourself. Trust in your ability to rise above the challenges and soar towards your aspirations.

Your journey isn't about reaching a destination. It's about the wisdom and strength you gain with each step you take. Be gentle with yourself, for every step forward is a victory, no matter how small. In this new year, may you find not just positivity, but a profound sense of peace and purpose.

Happy New Year to all. May 2024 bring you a better sense of self understanding and prove to be a positive and fruitful year that brings you prosperity to your world and peace and positivity to your mental health and state of mind.

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🆓 ✅🔥 Thank you for reading. I enjoy creating erotic writing, erotic art and writing about the kink lifestyle. I write here and on my own private blog platform. I self publish my own eBooks and I offer one for free for those interested in reading. If you would like to find out more about my writing and my blog, please don’t hesitate to message me and I will be happy to share information if you request it. 

Everyday lingered

With the bitter aftertaste

That accompanies heartbreak

Her past a dystopia of

Bad choices blended with

Unsavoury experiences

Time and experience had forced her

To build impenetrable walls

That kept others out and herself in

He ventured into her life

Teaching her simple

Yet poignant lessons

He taught her

That it was ok

To choose to heal

Rather than be

Weighed down by

Anchors of her past

That it was fine

To let the storms calm

The storms that raged so vividly in her head

He taught her

To not only carry the

Scars of her mistaken choices

But to wear those scars

Proudly and impressively

With head held high

He taught her that

Being human

Is about making mistakes

Mistakes that create lessons

Lessons that allow for understanding

Understanding that enables evolution of self

She began to understand

That some days were going to be

cold, grey and desolate

Yet some would also be

warm, bright and sunny,

offering a hint of hope...

She had become lost in her journey. The coldness found in the solemn and dark corners of the night eating at her bones. The memories of her distant past seeping from her soul, crushing her spirit and hurting so deeply.

He recognised her pain. He understood that type of pain intimately. He knew from first hand experience how dangerous that pain was. He reached out and offered his warm embrace. Taking her into his arms and drawing her in close.

He held her tight and concentrated on the parts that she could not love about herself...

When you look at her and wonder why she seems so cautious, even though you offer your hand of protection.

Why she doesn’t trust so easily, even though you offer transparency and unconditional kindness.

Why she questions if you are genuine, even though you don’t do anything that she, yourself or others would consider a trigger or red flag.

Look past yourself and look at her.

Not just the person you see from the outside.

Not just the physical presence of the woman that you see and are enamoured by.

Look at what has occured in her lifetime to make her what she is today.

Perhaps she doesn’t fear you or what you and her have the potential to become.

Perhaps she doesn’t see any issues based upon the hear and now of you both.

Perhaps what she fears is fed subconsciously by the toxic actions of those in her past.

A cloak of fear and apprehension of those issues arising again in her future world and existence.

Toxic actions of those long gone, yet the tendrils of those actions still grip her and hold her.

Perhaps she tells herself lies.

Lies that have become her blanket of safety that she constantly turns to.

Falsities fed of thoughts embedded through interactions with those that are selfish and nasty.

Interactions with those that embellish reality and embed themselves in negativity.

Interactions with those that love to spread vitriol and untruths.

Interactions that had led her to believe that she was incapable of giving and receiving love.

Unworthy of happiness.

Unworthy of being loved.

Interactions with others who had continuously fed her with untruths and broken promises.

Promises to always love her.

Always treat her with respect.

Over time she had lost her faith in others.

Lost her own self esteem.

Lost her confidence.

Which inevitably led to losing herself.

To become part of her future, you must learn not just about her, but also about her past.

Understand her.

The real her.

Not the practised mask she presents to others.

Not the persona you see online.

What makes her laugh.

What makes her cry.

What makes her the woman she is today.

Then teach her how to trust again.

To care again.

To love again.

To live again…

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✍️📝 Thank you for reading. I enjoy creating erotic writing, erotic art and writing about the kink lifestyle. I write here and on my own private blog platform. I self publish my own eBooks and I offer one for free for those interested in reading. If you would like to find out more about my writing and my blog, please don’t hesitate to message me and I will be happy to share information if you request it. 

Your passion, unbridled and unrestrained, surges through your body like a tempest, and you move against me with an urgency that mirrors my own. Lust-fueled moans escape both of our lips, harmonising with the rhythmic symphony of raindrops on a hollow tin roof.

Wandering hands, like explorers in uncharted territory, traverse the landscape of desire, seeking hidden treasures and secret pleasures. Every touch, every caress, is a new discovery of passion coated vulnerability.

Delivering forced pleasure, I guide you to the brink of ecstasy, where pleasure and pain become indistinguishable, merging into a singular, electrifying sensation. It's a dance of contradictions, where the mind races to catch up with the body's primal desires. Desires that I draw from you, watching you teeter on the edge of desperation driven pleasure…

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📕📕 Thank you for reading. I enjoy creating erotic writing, erotic art and writing about the kink lifestyle. I write here and on my own private blog platform. I self publish my own eBooks and I offer one for free for those interested in reading. If you would like to find out more about my writing and my blog, please don’t hesitate to message me and I will be happy to share information if you request it. 📕📕