Dominate

Shut the fuck up; I want to hurt you.

You will feel the sting of leather on naked skin and you will like it. Put your face down in the pillow with my hand on the back of your head and know you have met your end in me. Don't fucking move. I want you bare before me in supplication. Wrists tied, feet bound, mouth gagged. Try and scream; try and tear free... It excites me and hastens my reproach.

Shut the fuck up; I want to taste you.

Kneel before me and I will force myself upon your mouth and grind my hips into your jaw. I want your clever tongue. Slip it inside of me like an eager snake. Lap every inch up like a hungry dog. Stay on your knees and pray to me; your new god.

Shut the fuck up; I want to fuck you.

Take my boot into your throat as I push you back. Slide your eyes over my body as you pant in anticipation. Struggle to get free to try and touch me. When I put my knee into your chest know I have won and you are mine. Mine to do what I wish with. A slave to my passions. I will ride you like a willful horse and put the crop to your skin. Cry out my name and know you belong to me.

And shut the fuck up.

Lover

I remember...

When we first met, you absconded with me from the dance floor to take me home to meet your dog. How could I not fall in love with you? We fumbled in the garden exploring; hands sliding under clothing, tongues searching. Groping in the elevator, falling into the bed to discover bodies that we would come to know so well.

Your body will always be imprinted on my mind... every inch left it's memory upon my fingertips... Your long hair tangled around my hands (o how I loved to see your shining blond hair fall into your eyes), the muscles in your arms straining, the curve of your hip, your pale blues eyes locked with mine as you panted above me...

You have parted from me now, but my hands will always remember your body as my heart will always remember you...

Glory

"Let me serve with a single heart and for all your glory live or die..."

I want to reach into your chest and wrap my fingers around your heart...

I want you to live or die in my arms. Why should they crawl on wet bellies and bare breasts to your feet when I have always better understood what I am capable of? If they will spread their legs for you; why would they not spread their legs for me?

If I reach down and force your face into the ground, will you understand what I am capable of? I could make you gag on your own glory. I could make you live or die for my heart. I could fuck you until you gasped for air and realized you wanted to dwell in my lands forever. Dwell inside me forever. I could take your skull in my hands and dig my fingers down into your bone. I could make you choke on my name.

They should understand what I am capable of. They should carry me to secret lands and give themselves to me in unending service. They should press their faces to my hands and cry tears of blood for what I could be. They should twist their naked bodies together in a shrine to my unending cruelty. They should look into my eyes and know they have given their souls to me.

Come, give me your fangs. I want your teeth in my skin so you can taste the poison in my blood and know... know how much closer to God I am. To know what you can never be. Know even as you wrap your hands over my breasts and nuzzle your face into my abdomen that you are no king in the face of my armies. To know that my naked sex is the stronger force and to bend to my will is the only choice.

Come,
give me your single heart
and forever live
and die
in the face of my Glory...

Kiss

A soft pressing of lips to lips; the skin caressing with the sweetest breath. This kiss warms me much further below. Sends heat waves and gentle vibrations; my body responding on its own to this touching. This slightest engagement has made my body want yours; every inch of you lives in this kiss.

You press your lips harder to me, thrust your tongue into my mouth like you are searching for some sort of truth from me. You start to kiss me so hard it is almost like we are fighting. Fighting for breath and taste. I shiver and can barely contain myself as I imagine your kisses straying lower.

As your lips part from mine, I tremble with the promise of things to come...

The Circle of Your Arms

If we pressed our naked bodies any closer together we would be one. So very close our skin has no air left between it; I can feel your breathe through my very being. You fit so carefully around my back, like you were shaped just for me. Your hands on my breasts, running down my sides has made it impossible for me to think.

When you lean over to kiss my ear, your long hair brushes over my shoulders and I can not help but shiver. I can feel every muscle in your body slide against mine. It is an electricity flowing over me; through me...

When I turn to face you, to stare in your eyes-- I can see the hunger, the want, the sheer need shining through and I know it is reflected in my own eyes. I can feel your hardness against me and want us to be even closer; to truly become one.

I want to stay here forever.

Stranger

Is it so bad that when I see you walk by in your short, short skirt with your shapely delicious legs, that I desperately want to reach out and run my fingers up them? You are a stranger on a bus, but I have to clench my fists to stop myself from touching you as you pass by.

But oh, to imagine running my tongue up those legs; tracing my fingers just under the edge of your skirt. Kneading my fingers into the firm roundness of your ass. Kissing from your knees all the way up your body. Searching under that heavy coat you are wearing to find your hidden breasts; to discover their terrain. To discover what your nipples look like so I can place my lips upon them. To press my own breasts against you; to sigh gently in your ear; to kiss your neck; to slide my hand between your legs; to hear you gasp; hear you scream for me...

And you will never know how you affected me. Some strange woman peeking at you as you walk by... You will never know the sex I have had with you in my mind.

Sadistic (Confessions of a Dominatrix)

I am a sadist. Inextricably mixed with a masochist but truly a sadist. I like to see you in pain; carefully wrapped in pleasure. I understand the true nature of sex... pain, pleasure, push, pull.

I am an alpha female. Put me in a room with another alpha female and we will tear each others throats out.

We are pushing our sadistic natures against each other. Enough masochist in us both to allow our mutual natures to struggle against each other. To enjoy the pain we inflict on each other and to enjoy the pain we feel.

I am a dominant. I will tell you to stay and you better fucking stay there. I will tie you to the bed to make you do what I say. I have installed this wrought iron headboard for just such occasions. You will hold me down by the wrists to press yourself against me but I will fight against you. I know you like it when I fight and my will to domination will not stay still.

I am truly a rare female sadist. You may not understand as we fight against each other that I am holding something back. Something that I can not let go. My first sexual fantasies as a child involved bondage and pain. Like all young girls, I stripped my knock-off Barbie dolls naked; but I tied mine up when the clothes came off. I have heard it said that women are only interested in soft sexual fantasy like some cheesy romance novel; but I have always wanted something hard, more painful. My sexual fantasy strayed to darker places.

So fuck me and shut the fuck up. Let us hurt each other; let us struggle against each other and enjoy the little deaths we can create. Let me wrap my fingers around your throat trusting that I won't harm you. Just hurt you a little. I will let you hurt me in kind but understand what I am capable of.

I am a sadist. I am a dominant. I am just what you have been looking for.

My pretty, darling sinner;

I desperately want to slid my fingers between your legs and follow them gently with my tongue. I know I can find god there. Your glistening on my finger tips will be the ink with which I will write my greatest poetry upon your body. I will make you my idol and mold you with gentle nips of my teeth. My hands on your breasts will be a song to the underworld and I will set your nerves on fire.

I am tangling myself in your shining soft hair and pulling it back from your face to raise it to mine. Brushing my lips to yours I will promise you everything to keep you in my arms.

Do not beg me to let you go for I can not. I will smash all others who dare touch you. I am yours now and you have sinned to keep me.

dangerous

you have fast eyes girl

a dangerous anger in your eyes
a dangerous god in your arms

i only let the truly dangerous near me
so i can be sure something bad will happen to me

i have decided i deserve no kindness;
no love; no arms around me

just fuck me and leave
because i want very little else from you

truthfully i’d be content to bleed you
rather than let you touch me

i’m imagining your dead eyes rolling back in your head
as i choke your life away

your thrusting has made me hate you
your touch makes me cringe

fuck me and leave
before i lose control
and hurt you

Hurt Me

“I like the way you smile when you hurt me…”