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Decadent Submission
tonight.... in the hushed darkness of the evening, i wait for you... come to me. please..... touch this woman..... make me whole falling into the depths of my soul, with one look from You- my breath quickens as Your decadent growl reaches into my heart delicious is the rattle of my chains as they call out to You my Sadistic captor come to me please..... make me scream leather burning into my bared sweetness i crave You... hard fierce and true consume me in this night devour me.... Your sweet prey again i ache to be bared... open for You in the moonlight glistening with Your lust Your beautiful silkened woman before You alive... created for You i crave the magnificent power of You please... show me truth twisted curved steel... red trickles of truth along my skin beneath hooded masks You see perfectly wielded power please... i beg i crave that beautiful blade... it carries my scent.... Your power... .Your love decadent control and my truth- the truth You allow me to feel again i search for delicious truths, bound within Your cuffs my body writhing... silkened skin alive, glistening in the moonlight.. i cry out for You i ache.... i want.... i reach for You.... and i crave. |
undone fierce, at Your edge i bow as You command falling on my knees bared and bound in Your control as You command my body still composure stripped i await Your command grip tightened gloved hand buried going down to Your decadent edge as You command Your gratification hot, throbbing, raw fierce desires taking my will take freely at Your command twisting steel dripping red delicious burn as You command my silence to break basking Your power over me just as You command roughened hands upon silkened skin dampening lust exuding just as You command decadent submission command glorious torment commanding demanding release. |
~Bound~ Within the darkness haunting almost is the night she stirs..... sensing she is not alone deep arousal racks her body she begins to tremble.... body and flesh burn, in her own darkness- from somewhere in the stillness, she feels Hym... Hy is watching her dark, magnificent and strong standing alone in her desires, Hy waits as she stirs.... she's blinded... bound by night as bound as the hard leather encasing her delicate flesh.... she writhes..... aching to see Hym bound by desires, decadent and soft as soft as the velvet that shields her eyes as hard as the leather.. of Hys mask Hys breath, hot in her ear she knows that Hy is there... Hys boots caress the stones- the hard, jagged, dampened cobblestones of Hys darkened lair.. she is Hys woman, Hys captive Hys precious posession now and Hy will capture her- her body, her mind, her heart, and her spirit.. they belong to her Syr- she arches her back against the stones body dancing.. dampened with lust Hys gloved hand touches her face... as she writhes.... soft moans escape her full dampened lips "please........ my Syr " escapes from deep inside of her throat the chains that bound her wrists rattle... erotically intense, the sound Hy smells of leather.... and Hy burns of raw lust- Hy will taunt her Hy will have this woman and Hy will devour her in this night she feels Hym there encased within leather Hys hardness finds her.. gloved hands, tracing softness as they consume her breasts her body arches away from the stone she dances against the wall... eyes blindfolded, she sees- sees Hys desires unfold gloved hand plunged into her she cries out into the night crying out for her Syr as Hy descends into sweet madness........ into her softness Hy delves gloved hands holding her.. restrained Hys strength.. her chains Hy alone holds this power- only Hy can command her release Hy takes her with one thrust Hy owns this woman she consumes Hym in the night they are bound.... by this love. |
~Coming Undone~ Lying still, silent in the night… something calls to me with an intensity i dare not defy the darkness arouses my senses, stirring me softly silent… sensual as the moonlight- my darkness calls to me…. hauntingly erotic are the sounds of darkness, i stir…. my body… my god how i’m trembling… silkened skin, flushed with desire, against the feathered softness of the sheets….. iwrithe. as my darkness descends unto me, i’m aroused…. for i am bound…. encased by roughened leather restrained… held captive by You my body dances in the darkness, silky, sheer fabric of my gown, billowing against the chains…. Your chains… our darkness like silk, fluttering in the night wind, clinging to my body encasing Your prey….Your lady the leather tightens…my chains rattle, and my body, naked beneath the sheer white silk… has risen for You the darkness of my night finds me hauntingly erotic is this desire my body arching, writhing slowly dancing against the sheets nipples hardening, aching for You.. the silkened sweetness of this lady laid out before You willing You to come take me.. to taste me feel me, penetrate my soul… devour me here You have me, the keeper of my soul I’m bound to You… I’m bound before You- Your lady in waiting no more…. I’m Your’s I belong to You…. I’m encased within Your leather… willingly restrained… awaiting Your command my Syr Your chains capture me.. we are enraptured by the decadence of our edge and bound by eachother for eternity silk billowing around my body.. teasing at my skin i submit to You…… please…………. please my Syr, come to me step out of Your darkness.... your captive awaits You my dark Lord claim Your prize…. out of the shadows, i feel You rise…. i feel Your presence my Syr, my captor… my everything my god…… those eyes- how they burn right through me… into my soul i feel You the desire and lust i see.. as they devour me from behind the leather of Your mask, i see….. animalistic You are in your fierceness primal raw energy You exude… how we feed into one another… the decadence, sweet madness Your lady, my Syr… we rise to the depths of eachother how i ache for you too… step into my darkness my Lord command me… control me… release me! as Your gloved hand touches my face.. i begin to scream out your name- writhing, moaning, begging for more… screaming in the night my body arches to meet You my chains binding me, exquisitely decadent is the rattle… the coldness of steel my back arches.... my breasts rise oh god…… please Syr! please touch me.. touch my body, taste my sweetness, take my soul it belongs to You willingly i bestow my treasures to You, my secrets, desires- to You only…. my captor, my only love my body begging to You lovely, branded, spread out before you… i see You… and my breath catches- i catch barely a glint of my prize.. and there You are- dark.. defiant.. sexy... and proud encased in leather, god you are magnificent! how i adore you there You are.. predator stalking prey, that’s what You are.. this sweet prey i submit to You as the steel of Your blade begins its descent… into sweet madness, You begin the dance- silkened skin beneath cold steel the lines and curves of my body surrendering to the artistry of Your blade please..... i beg for the delicious sting! Your perfect touch.. taking me to the edge silkened fabric cut away.. falling from my body Your lady lies before you bared… dripping wet with Your desire… spread out before You, naked.. aching- please Syr! …. You know what i deserve- give it to me… the touch of the cold steel, fueled by Your fire tracing the lines of my body, never missing an inch erotically frightening… bringing me to life, burning me alive… taunting taking me as far as You desire i am yours.. do with me what You will the flesh at my thighs opening to You, before You to the sharpened tip of Your dagger… a small trickle descends over my skin… deep, dark, decadent blood red- You bend to kiss it away….. i close my eyes, with head thrown back.. i scream Your name my body arches, struggling to reach You and You allow it finally and for only a moment.... my restraints are loosened softly You kiss away the marks at my wrists.. i’m lying before You, bared in the night no words between us… nothing is needed, we already know… i see behind the leather of your mask… i know we move as one.. one desire, one fate Your kisses burn into me.. my god, i’m burning alive Your strong hands, ravishing my body Your tongue devouring me, tasting my desire for You… sweet temptation i offer to You and You allow me the first touch of You… You smell of leather… burning with lust and Your hardness calls to me yes my Syr… yes …… i’m gathered into your arms… gentle at first, Your desire soon mounts, Your force.. Your control.. Your fierceness surfaces- no longer is Your need masked no longer will You allow any control… i’m in your arms- loved, safe and adored.. this i know- i see it… i feel you losing control.. I don’t fear it.. I want it come to me…. come take it… take me there raw, intense… primal fierceness is driving You.. i see it- slamming me back onto the silkened sheets.. Your urgency and need is heavy.. deep and out of control as heavy as Your hand in my back… pushing my body deeper down into the bed as the straps of leather rake across my back- god… please don’t stop- again, the leather reaches its mark.. over and over the straps burn into my skin and Your hands find my hips, and pull me up on my hands and knees You shall have me yes.... i know whats coming please…… i need you now! please, take me there i need You as badly as You want me reach into my darkness… take my sweetness penetrate my soul, take me….. leather finding flesh…. As the first thrust of You descends…. i’m yours, i’m screaming for You- come inside me.. claim me my skin demands Your leather straps.. bury Yourself inside me Syr.. stay with me, inside of my body… inside my soul oh my god…take me there.. release into me… all of You, i crave i feel You………………..give it all to me- alive inside my soul…. is where You belong satiated, spent… wrapped up in you.. is where I belong i am Your willing captive….. my journey begins, evolves and ends with You.... one day. |
Still.
still falling into you like a dream chained before You Your wild rose tamed beneath Your light blooming beneath the straps of Your leather fragrant is this wild rose, Your woman before you on her knees kneeling at my altar blood trickling from the heat of Your blade as if there were thorns reaching inside of my heart revealing my truths bound within Your restraints alive and shining, awaiting You only You the one i fall onto my altar alive, awakened to love faith revealed in this intensity this chaining of two souls coming undone revealing truths never known awakened to desires only craved flesh finding solace desires comforted by straps standing upon Your edge unjaded within Your chains how i shall love you still shall i fall into you under the blackness of Your eyes beneath the leather of Your masks how i ache to come alive again undone.. writhing, naked at Your feet chains carving into flesh You will own me freely my soul i give to You wrapped upon silken sheets sheathed as the dagger that slides across my skin still, as we fall into eachother a madness consuming eachother we love carving a pathway to decadence beneath my silkened flesh burning into one another bound by forever still, i shall fall Your presence commanding my release as only You dare to allow Syr take me to Your edge make me whole as the heat of decadence, trickles blood red from my skin watch as i scream out to You hold me as i fall deeper harder faster take me Syr i'm alive within your touch You are awakened within my screams still i lie... at Your altar of madness. |
i crave to lie at Your edge .... time spent within Your fury with every breath i take, willingly, without hesitation- i'd give my last breath to feel You under Your command, bring me to life i crave..... Your madness my feared anticipation the decadent rattle of my chains they still call out to you, at this very moment to feel you in my soul to taste you in my tears to see your brand on my silken skin remnants of Your edge i crave that beautifully curved sharpened tip that beloved blade it carries Your power... and my scent i crave Your descent into delicious madness again i long to be beholden again one day. |
hanging on again alone with my fears i'll stay alone crying, defeated again still i'll stay your words cut me to my core so i will myself away why do i stay? you hurt i cry in silence i'll stay dare i defy? for what- for Your crumbs? why should i always bury my heart, when you don't care but i'll stay do You love me? do You want me? or was i prey a long forgotten prize You had to have You entyced me to stay be Your lady Your woman, Your girl but now dusty, tarnished on your shelf i'll stay gone are Your glances cold is Your touch You simply watch as i wither away my heart cries for You how can i still stay? how i loved us how sad this love is now if i said goodbye would You ask me to stay? |
the gift of You the teasing of cold steel... perfectly wielded... that exquisite burn... Your perfect prey.... i crave to become under Your blade, i crave it's love i crave it and i'd die for it if wielded only by You. that first sadistically sexy growl that escapes Your throat the fierce, taut presence behind me.... daring my defiance i crave the silence... just before............... hungry anticipation... decadent madness i'd kill for it if it brought me to You. i crave that edge where You and i would become one the edge of sanity the euphoria and care just after......... i'd live for it for only You. |
craving One, to..... show me truth, even if it hurts show me faith, though it burns show me honor, though I desire fury show me faith, when I beg for mercy show me trust, even if I scream show me love, through my tears show me control, despite my fear.... show me... own me... take me... rock me... tempt me... create me... shake me... make me... crave You. |
awakening.
blinded by darkness i fall crashing, consumed in my own mind reaching, fearing, embracing myself in Your mind fuck my sweet terror gloved hand wrapped around my throat falling, emracing my fate Your fury beckons me beholden under Your power my Saviour at Your altar i lie kneeling at Your feet sweet salvation i crave Your decadent madness my gift my sins cleansed as the straps burn into my flesh tears of red flow over silkened skin crying for release Your prize free me bring me to life tighten Your grip let me fly. |
craving..... One to Master my complications as powerful as how You Master my mind as decadent as the Leather straps that free my spirit set fire to my flesh it begs for Your sting screaming for You take Your prize see me fly. craving..... One to Master my secrets as commading as how You Master my body beholden, bound within Your darkness it's here that i sell my soul to You sweet barter, i offer You Your price, my blood maddening. wash me clean. craving..... One to Master my spirit as demanding as how You Master my will behind the masks gloved hand tracing softness sweet girl falling under the hand around her throat see her fly? craving..... One to Master my want as fierce as how You Master my ache beholden within Your own glorious beast inside You insatiatable so long free Your mind come inside me take it all fly. craving..... One who'll Master my flight as gentle as how You Master my fall please wait no more release this girl from her rusted chains replace them within Your Masterful own soothe her skin, tend to her blood touch her after her fall. constantly craving..... |
craving. per Masterful deliberate instructions... You to see Your canvas under Your command i paint Your picture see me gripping tighter squeeze for You. green eyes hungry devoted reaching for breath not yet see me fall from grace for Your pleasure instruct me Masterful, powerful unspoken truth as You demand Syr. craving. You to allow me to replace my hand with Yours. please. Syr. |
red.
swirling red lines beginnings claim my canvas click. dance unsheathed fiery cold. deep red fires sweetly burn. craving deep. fiery. burn into me. as deep red as the lipstick i leave behind when You click. and i open my deep red lips to receive Your steel. (f) |
life anew.
darkness falls deep within fragile beauty unchained forgotten soul she reaches out for One falling at Hys feet she waits for truth heavy thud precious Leather strips skin broken, raised Hys exquisite stories carve life and wash away buried secrets and decadent sins heavy thud begins anew life's breath branded fire gloved Leather choking life back from the dead she rises Hy carves His place in time cold steel ownership of soul deep maddening presenting Hym new life carved into her soul from this day flesh wanton reaching for faith alive heavy thud don't dare move breathe till there is nowhere else to go canvas carved in her blood dripping over her as she falls deep dark, decadent drop Hys price for her salvation. |
Exquisite Delirious:moonstars: Decadent Submission |
delicate, maddening sweet, burn into me strips of Leather bearing my scent controlled decadence maddening frighteningly sensual cutting through the air Leather engulfing my space feared aniticipation presence behind me delicious howl Sadistic seeking sweet prey tighten Your grip on my collar breathless gloved hand seeking delicate skin squeeze tighter i'm falling Sir heavy thud bringing me back to You chains rattle for You un-touched canvas beckoning You carve Your story unto me claim ownership like no other before You decadent burn truth deep red droplets along my skin Your canvas arches to You calling out for more begin again sweet madness bound to You, for You i was created for You. re-created by You beholden i become again Your key, i am locked in to Your soul i come alive in Your collar i earn my life within Your chains shiny new i begin again with every lash i am Yours now. |
she lying stll her alter of madness left for dead longing praying for life within sweet madness she reaches into her own soul looking for answers for reasons for justification she'll find what she craves she will find a Masterful hand one day she'll make that One free her soul she will fly be free and walk away knowing her sweet salvation is only her beginning a prelude in Leather madness she seeks within sweet red trickles expectations none as usual she will survive this too she will mask her voice within One's gag that One will see her truths she so deserving of life beyond rusted chains she will replace them and One will come deep hard fast painfully true and Master her mind sate her body and walk away she will accept nothing less not anymore and that One will bring her sweet pain she craves so many edges she will have them all. she will wash her blood and dry her tears before they blend together and she will have salvation or she will fade. she knows that only her pain will tell. (f) |
unchained bound no more to You for You sweet surrender dying inside to You for You take these chains silent and cold broken are the links and bleeding to You for You from You free falling into madness soft landing eludes me for now like a jagged pill You watch me choke deep dark decadent promises on Your edge sweet blade carving lies unto my skin shredding my soul gloved hand choking the grace from me to You for You see the girl shes drowning to You for You remove the masks now set me free for another to behold me unlike You. |
falling under first touch of soul You came hearing my call for sweet salvation. falling under Your command belonging in an instant under Your restraint. falling under Your hand wrapped around my throat sweet girl comes alive under Your control. falling under Your glory straps tear through my past building faith under Your power. falling under Your truth decadent blade carving me to life Your life now under Your touch. falling at Your feet. |
lil red riding hood.. a tale spun.
devour. Awakened deep in the night from decadent slumber, she senses something in her midst calling to her reaching thru the mists of her mind she stirs sweet little girl dressed in red alone in her decadence held within the darkness still, quiet in this forest. stretching out soft moss covered forest floor beneath her she rises moon high, shining for her red slik cape envelopes her soft body. she listens.. haunted by the sound soft howl from somewhere beyond she senses a presence there within the trees scratches, movements from behind.. from all around her she trembles its frighteningly erotic senses heightened it's watching her. decadent prowl from the beast within she feels it there wanting... waiting to strike to devour the little sweet girls innocence. basket in hand.. she waits red silk billows as she turns, looking all around her sensing it not knowing what it is but craving it to show itself to her under the moon. behind her it growls her body fozen she barely clings to her senses her mind fills with wonder and the growling deepens behind her, its breath on her neck impending strike she feels it coming she hears it before it happens. unsteady, waiting... fearing, craving her breath catches unable to release it green eyes wide with glorious wonder this beast circles and makes its presence known now. first strike decadent howl shes trapped within her own mind glorious wonder of what's coming.. what she is seeing in front of her now. delicious terror its eyes shining in the dark of the moon her first glimpse... shes taken off her feet held within its magnificent growls as shes slammed against the trees first one, then another it toys with her predator stalking sweet prey shes wrapped around the beast red silk cape falling at her feet basket thrown.. scattterd upon the forest floor long silkened legs wrapped at its waist it pulls her.. to it lifting her. glorious presence at her neck tips like daggers from claws pressing into her drawing her breath making it it's own, leaving her close to none. she feels the warm trickle of her life's blood burning a trail seeping down her neck.. and the beast takes control. first thrust lifting her maddening. silk shredded under the sharpened tips of it's claws deeper it drives green eyes hooded barely breathing, she dances against it. wonderful amazement of this before her inside her. arms pinned above reaching for the moon finding only branches of her forest from the tree she is bound to by her beast. magnificent wonder of this night sweet surrender of this girl its growls fill her ears telling of desires forbidden so long under watchful eyes of the past it's waited for her so long its watched this sweet girl alone in the forest sensing her desires her wants and her needs. to sate her, will sate itself. its claws drive deep into her neck she screams it claims her as it's own and it devours her soul.. raging. coming undone showing itself before her finally it eases its grip to catch the sweet girl. for a moment shes allowed breath.. but only just enough to please itself. and her beast reaches in to trace the wounds, at her neck.. her naked back shredded from the tree it traces her marks.. and howls. she is its only prey she now carries the mark of the beast in her forest. she feels herself floating her mind free unchained, naked and beholden to this glorious presence it takes her again without warning it strikes.. driving into her released from the tree driven deep into the forest floor its weight upon her back pushing. deeper. its eyes glowing with lust it growls.. shaking the forest with its power demanding her submission commanding her release that it now owns. she screams into the night... her beast grows silent heavy breath behind her she feels it stroking her golden hair touching the soft lines of her delicously battered body the magnificent beast revels in her beauty and wraps her in red again before the beast, she falls.. crashing down to it, before it, because of its power. eyes open, revealing truths in the darkness, deep in the night. hooded green eyes full of wonder it growls softly before her... and she sleeps. sated before her beast beholden from this night... sweet little girl in red is claimed. (c) missentycing. |
To extend my hand again to just One, one craving unlike no other before to give Him so freely, without hesitation, without reserve, that One the One behind the masks... who's boots i'll earn to kneel before i crave to give my surrender. my decadent reward that sweet heavy thud only to His truth will I bow down to. unspoken intensity, un-tamed souls taken to long awaited edges, pushing un-mentionable boundaries only for His power will I bare my soul yearning for twisted sanity writhing within exquisite taunting hauntingly familiar anticipation, of His magnificent blade beautifully restrained only if He show's me truth.. The truth He will allow me to feel without fear drowning in my decadent sin. He will make me believe as only He can. this craving of His fury, and this craving of souls on His cross, i will bear His fates it shall be my pleasure to earn my place. |
enraptured sweet decadence chained and adored sweet girl bared beholden steel cutting into silken flesh she waits first strike imminent glory twisted curved blade descends from behind tracing patterns sweet droplets decadent blood red kisses along her skin tracing new beginnings carving life awakening of soul washed in sin anew life begins again. (c) miss entycing |
i crave. heightened senses. smell.sense.touch.sight.mind.taste.control...all denied me. knowing when the arm is raised to strike, before it ever is. the decadent whoosh. body dancing to meet each deep lash. the hand at my throat, as my back hits the wall, all at once. the glorious click behind my ear. the ties that bind. stiletto's scraping the wall, again. command. control. obedience. deep drop. i crave. (c) miss entycing |
awakened in the deep night His presence behind me breath hot "shhh... don't you dare move" He says. hands searching running over silkened skin softly tracing out sweetness He turns me without effort arms roughly pulled up restrained within His cuffs His hand finds my throat "I dare you to exhale My sweet" He says, Sadistic eyes bare down on me from above fingers roughened, and so demanding damp wetness found teeth finding flesh first thrust waking me pulling me out of slumber for His pleasure His hand at my throat every glorious inch of Him buried inside me taking what is His "if you exhale, i will stop, and you'll pay a high price" He growls from above, as teeth find my nipples, i dare not cry out for fear of losing my prize steel tip of sharpened blade finds my cheek soft kisses of cold steel along my jaw with each thrust He takes the blade deeper into my flesh as His grip tightens at my throat i am re-born delicate lines, drops of red seeping over my belly like blood red tears of faith green eyes hooded.. daring myself to give more He watches me i see His eyes change and i know He is taking me there falling His hand at my throat bringing me to life washing me clean with His sin brand new i begin with new breath He allows me to breathe. (c) miss entycing |
Blood Vow. deep in her mind she's restless searching for new faiths deviant edges craved glory of decadent pain she seeks One to sate her sweet sins she reaches into the depths of her fates and what they hold for her there You are watching her every move stalking silent deadly desires await maddeningly in Your thoughts her energy coarses through Your veins taunting, tempting Your power she calls to You to the Sadistic edges of Your mind You feel her and You wait and she comes she reaches for You reaches inside of You beckoning Your heavy hand at her throat raw, brute force brings You through her defenses as she's slammed to the wall to Your wall where she belongs where You want her trembling under Your hand wrapped around her throat Sadistic eyes above her penetrating emotional energy deep, intense fucking her mind penetrating her soul daring her to defy low, deep growls whispered into her sweet, silkened neck telling of her fate sinking teeth deep swift, fast she knows not to cry out He listens to her soul scream and He smiles and His grip tightens bringing her to life for His pleasure swift she's turned facing His wall her arms roughly pulled above her head shackled, suspended from new chains His chains locked tight to Him behind her, His breath hot demanding 'Don't you fucking move' commanding she remains still head snapped back sharp intake of breath escapes and she trembles anticipating her fate they lie in His hands now click. she feels it before she ever hears it sweet burn along her exposed neck He descends... His blade finds it's mark she is his sweet prey and she knows that He is carving His ownership into her skin patterns form mixed within her blood and His sin bared canvas offered to Him willingly without hesitation this is where she sells her soul to Him with her blood. her vow sealed within His sin under His blade she belongs to only Him her soul begs Him to make her new again He smiles. (c) miss entycing. 6/2011. |
Walls. 79th floor. penthouse sun setting through glass walls city coming to life outside below her sweet girl settles in briefcase tossed to the floor keys on the table she reaches for the wine and glass decadent, bold aroma fills her senses first taste on her full red lips she smiles and her mind begins to release stilettos clicking across marble floors silk suit jacket unbuttoned now lying across the wing backed chair as she walks by stopping briefly, short skirt unzipped from the back... hitting the floor at her feet she steps out of it regal in her Leather corset garters, stockings and black stiletto's the beautiful blonde mound between her legs perfect, and moist from her sinful thoughts of Him of seeing Him again of His control.. His power and her mind that He devours with mere thought soft, blonde hair pinned up glasses tilted just so she stretches... and softly sighs thru the door to the bedroom she walks slowly, deliberately.. she pauses and her green eyes fill with wonder reflected off the glass walls that seperate her from the evening sky she sees His shadow watching her from a darkened corner lying in wait she trembles tongue licking full red lips her breath catches as He rises. she's in awe as He comes across the room it takes hours it seems, but it is mere seconds He stands before her closer and closer He looms beckoning with deep eyes while forcing her back to the cool, thick glass wall His gloved hand reaches to touch her face tracing its softness and pulls the ivory hair clip from her hair He steps back to watch it fall around her shoulders and reaches for her neck... collar in hand, He lifts His eyes to her and she raises her hair to receive His gift lovingly, and with deliberate intent, He fastens it around her and puts His hand at her chin, turing her head away, he growls softly 'you are mine, never forget that' and drives His hand inside her furiously, He is hungry for her wetness, her sin against the glass wall His fist devours His sweet girl shes spread before Him bared against the glass, for all the heavens to behold corset falls to the floor at His insistence He takes her and turns her roughly pressing her hands to the glass she loses her sense of sight as He takes it from her pulled tightly across her face decadent deprivation gloved hand on the back of her neck He warns her ' if you move, you will suffer a high price, do you understand me?' 'Yes Sir' she hears Him breathing and He is reflected in the glass wall shes pressed to.. she feels Him there below her, the city lights glow and she's mesmerized by the decadent anticipation of her next fate at His hands heavy thud strikes her silkened back delicious, heavy Leather strips claim her again, again. 'count, my sweet little bitch!' He demands and she begins.. 90, 95, 98... 'I will not be done soon, know this' 127, 133, 139 precious pain taking her to heights only imagined edges long craved.. but only in her mind she climbs deeper, faster and harder with each lash, deeper than the next then silence head snapped back to His reality He is there at her ear 'are you still with me my sweet girl?' 'Yes Sir' 'then you haven't had enough have you?' shes spun around and His hand grips her throat as the other drives deep inside of her fist fucking her choking life from her as she's re-born for Him, to Him ravaged skin at her back, against the cool glass wall she drops deep under His hand she is owned He squeezes once more. (c) miss entycing 6/2011. |
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u write is exceptional. For me the story comes to life. I want to Thank u for sharing. I hope to read more soon. U should be published.
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<3 <3 <3 this! |
This really speaks to Syr
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Thanks very much! it's nice when a reader can see it unfold. i am currently submitting some things for a publishing company, and in fact my Lil Red Riding Hood piece on the previous page is one they are considering, and Bound, Blood Vow, and Walls... along with a few more from this thread. :) Quote:
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thanks again for the kind words! glad You are enjoying them. :) |
"Standing strong, dues no longer owed, lovingly restrained within my own beautiful deviances, awashed in shames no longer.... reaching, searching no more, allowing myself life.... i am home." a small piece below of one of my new writings was left in the constant craving thread a few days ago... the rest follows, thanks for reading, i hope it's enjoyed. craving. the Beast inside You tearing, clawing, carving, binding, taking, bleeding all of me. as You do. First Cuts decadent new wounds wash me clean in Your sin, drenched in my blood silkened canvas, bared in Your chains You trace my soul as each cut binds me deeper into You You own my screams my tears decadent deep, red, trickles of faith run down my flesh they run to You, they scream for You curved and sharpened is the cold steel of Your blade as an aged pen, taken to silkened and welcoming parchment i await this darkened masterpiece each cut taking me into Your soul each breath i am allowed to take belongs to You You carve me to life my body dances for You delicate red, trickles flow onto steel and mix with Your Leather my tears of lifes blood flow all around You fierce is Your intent, each lash deeper, deliberate wounds deepen for You silkened flesh of Your one precious china doll opens before You and You again take Your place inside my very being carving out O/our place in life, O/our time of rapture shredding my silence with screams of blood red faith it's here at this moment, i sell my soul to You and You devour each second of my sweet terror and submission with the next cut slicing through Your precious doll taken briefly from Your shelf a lifetime will never be enough time to carve Your canvas You claim Ownership of my soul i offer to You deep, warm, red trickles willingly, they fall upon polished boots, where You bid them to fall tearing through my sin, You bring me to life the life You allow me, the life i graciously submit to You i belong to only You my blood, i hand to You willingly and without hesitation paint Your canvas my Lord draw upon my flesh for strength carve unto me a new life in gentle, loving, safe and heavy hands dust off this exquisite creature Your china doll, i am delicate, priceless, a treasure only You behold allow me to rest upon Your shelf with new blood red stories carved upon my skin for only You to behold, to read to feed upon cold steel of Your magnificent blade drenched in my love warm, sweet and true as the tears of red that reach for You, that fall for You each decadent, and maddening drop- You catch they belong to You just as each breath i take, that i am allowed to take belongs to You carve Your canvas with my blood Your blade belongs to me now it carries my scent new life awaits like no other before stories of old come to life in Your hands blood drenched chains rattle softly speaking to You and i the deeper You cut, the farther You step into my soul i breathe You in because You allow me this delicous burn of Your blade sates me like nothing ever imagined timeless this portrait shall become gentle deep red stories of beginnings new life painted in red. (c) miss entycing 12/2011 |
that push. roughly to my knees that push. that snaps my head back to behold Him that push. that takes all the breath that He desires from His hand at my throat that push. that drives me to take another 100 strikes, minimum that push. that calms me as my skin is carved to life under His blade that push. that never lets me forget i am owned, and i am at His mercy, though there is none. that push. that sates me to give my all, after i have given Him everything. that push, that calms me... that push that brings me to life. :rose: (c) miss entycing 9/2011 |
to be cast down into that most decadent place into the deepest darkest depths of my own madness and left there bound tattered carved shredded taken owned for as long as demanded as long as it takes until i stop screaming cast down for as long as i need to come back to life. (c) miss entycing 9/2011 |
WoW..!!!!
All of your writings are amazing..!!!..
My personal favorite is Walls.. I better stop there with my comment.. I feel a wolf aproaching behind me.. Gotta say it again -Walls- The best.!!. I love that..!!!. That one needs published.. You are an amazing woman to be able to write like that.. I wish you the best on all your publishings.. s.. |
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glad you enjoyed them, and yeah.. Walls is one i am looking to throw out there soon i hope! :) watch out for them wolves... trust me- i hear they're fierce. :blink: |
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