Grasping my hair, he roughly drags me to stand in front of the mirror. I whimpered as he turns my body to face the image that peers out through the silvern looking glass. A strong hand at my throat, forcing me to look.
I close my eyes, whispering, “Please Master.”
He shakes my head, fingertips, [...]
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Categories: Erotic Photography, Rambles, Writing/Poetry . . Author: beast . Comments: 2 Comments
The dull blue glow from the computer screen is the only light in the room, a cat lazes close by. Outside the wind howls and rain splashes in large drops upon the rooftop, a pitty-pat cacophony that soothes the soul. Jessica scans the screen before her, absentmindedly stroking the cat by her side. It [...]
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Categories: Humiliation, Lifestyle M/s, Writing/Poetry . . Author: beast . Comments: Leave a Comment
Feeling your cool breath on my neck I shiver. I hear your query deep within, not with mortal ears. The ends of your long ebon hair brush softly against my shoulder. Your lips graze my neck, and I feel your fangs pinching at my skin. My heart pounds, so fast I can scarcely catch my [...]
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Categories: Rambles, Vampirism/Blood Play, Writing/Poetry . . Author: beast . Comments: Leave a Comment
dus hoop ik, als dat hoofd te rusten legt,
het door tedere dromen wordt omsloten…
So one ponders the past, what came before, what came after and what is to be. It is often hard to not dwell on the past and the mistakes that one has made. One needs the strength to work through these [...]
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Categories: Rambles, Writing/Poetry . . Author: beast . Comments: Leave a Comment
“Mind numb, senses reeling.
A shell, my soul has flown.
My body racked, agony fleeting
as finally i lower my head.
My reflection i barely recognise.
With one last breath,
a single echoing heartbeat,
i close my eyes
and let my spirit free…”
girl/wolfe ‘07
Going of the past few years in her head these past few weeks and one recalls the [...]
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Categories: Humiliation, Lifestyle M/s, Men/Masters, Old World, Psychology, Rambles, Sadomasochism, Writing/Poetry, slavery . . Author: beast . Comments: Leave a Comment
The girl lowers her head as he watches her. Her heart pounds loudly in her ears, she can feel his gaze upon her body, piercing and intense as she assumes nadu. Sitting on her heels with her thighs spread as widely as she is able. Swallowing hard she trembles as she raises her arms [...]
Monday, October 22, 2007
Categories: Lifestyle M/s, Men/Masters, Old World, Writing/Poetry, slavery . . Author: beast . Comments: Leave a Comment