Mourn

I walk to the trees, for they cannot walk to me. But in dreams they do. They come to me calling, whispering my name in the sighs of their branches, laughing trickling down to me through their leaves, for they are as happy to be known as I am. No one knows me as aContinue reading “Mourn”

Beauty and the beast

Every man’s fantasy, yes? I can most certainly see how it appeals, at first glance. There she is, a perfectly shaped little treat, not struggling, with a wry look in her eyes as she gazes with knowing power over the man who sits beside her. Submissives have all the power in Dominant/submissive relationships, after all,Continue reading “Beauty and the beast”