“I want to make you cry… and sob… and plead. And eventually, I want to cut you and play in your blood like a child with a new set of fingerpaints.”
“I love owning you. I love the thought of helping to reshape you, of sharpening your steel, honing your reflexes and helping to reforge the wickedness that exists within you. In time, you’ll be my sword.”
I’m planning to take you to many fucked up places in your head love… We are in the process of shaking out all of the stuff you have laid on. And yes. I will take that true you and I plan to gently mold it ’til you are molded tightly…to me
If you were here, I’d let you fire one of the machine guns. Instead, I’ll fire off 100 rounds and think of you.
It probably says a lot about me that I think this is a beautiful love song. “The Horror Of Our Love” by Ludo I’m a killer, cold and wrathful Silent sleeper, I’ve been inside your bedroom I’ve murdered half the town left you love notes on their headstones I’ll fill the graveyards until I have […]
Next time I’m in town, I have some syringes if we get in the mood for a little phlebotomy. I figure we could draw about 30 ccs and put it in a wine glass. Been wanting to enjoy such a delicious drink…from such a delicious girl.
Sir’s mark, to match the one on my other side. The colours aren’t showing as well as I’d like. The bruises are a dark purple-y/blue in RL. Yay, bruising to just above my knees! Gratuitous butt pic.
Want to play along or see who else is being wanton? This was one of my Laird’s Valentine’s gifts to me-his mark. (Yes, it hurt, yes, it was totally consensual.) I am such a lucky kitty. -content smiles-