Clay's Corner......my personal writings

[clay]

she wasn't quite sure what would unfold...all she knew is...that white hot, burning sensation deep inside her soul...she craved hym...whatever hy meted out..she was starving for......yearning...it consumed her...she was hys to conquer...to take...to devour...as hy wished...

she wore a red silk gown, tied loosely at the waist...her long hair shone, curls golden, with a hint of reddish tint to the ends, and the tiniest hint of hys favorite cologne.....she was barefoot..each toenail dark red...blood red...her fingernails, long, sharp, and a rich red as well...

hy stood, with arms folded, ankles crossed, leaning against the wall...of hys lair...eyes dark and smouldering...no mistaking hy was in charge...hys tight black jeans, leather boots, shined to perfection, a tight, black knit shirt, hys studded black leather belt, well honed, oiled, and those supple leather black gloves, that fit hys long, slender fingers like a second skin...invisible, hot flames shot from hys body....and made her flush with anticipation from hys mastery of her body.

the dungeon smelled of oiled leather, hys sensual muskiness, the coolness of the interior...before her was a raised "bed" covered with crushed, dark velvet...a multitude of eyelet hooks on each corner, on the wall behind her...hys tool chest sat on the shelf...with various tools of hys trade on hooks..all neat, orderly, and smelling of rich, worn leather...just the essence of which made her shiver with desire...

a luxurious silk blindfold was placed over her eyes...hy walked up behind her....wrapping one gloved hand lightly around her breast....squeezing...with the thumb and forefinger teasing her nipple to erectness...she sucked her breath in.....taken by surprise....hys breath hot and cool on her neck...as hy growled into her ear....low, deep, desirous

hy led her to the bed, and lay her down upon it...sliding one gloved hand beneath the opening of the robe at her crotch....with deft, light, swift movement, hy found and cupped her womanhood in hys hand..the leather exhilirating, sensual, and cool...hys mouth found, and claimed her breast..as hys teeth took her nipple...and bit down..eliciting a yelp from her...as her nipple immediately betrayed her...hardening under hys skillful tongue & teeth...hy sucked, bit, and grazed it all at once...hys mouth hot, moist, and sweet on her skin....hys hand held her...slight gyrations of hys fingers...singly...doubly...wholly...over her lips...her mons...her thigh....causing every nerve & fiber in her...there...to turn on all at once...hy was driving her wild...hy knew how to drive her...how to turn her on, turn her up, and turn her loose....

hys mouth found her neck...there..that soft, sensual spot..and hys mouth again worked its mysterious magic, rendering her helpless, as she succumbed to hys every whim, desire, touch, kiss, and bite....hearing hys deep, guttural moans...she knew hy was master....wanted hym to control her...hy had dared her to move...to writhe as hy worked her every inch...she knew what happened if she did..but inside...she was a raging inferno..turned on...out..and up....hy...slow, deliberate, and methodical...in control.....hys silver blade...there.....beside her...near hys hand......she knew it was...she knew the feel of cold hard steel against her wet, hot flesh..and how hys blade...carved submission into her...

the leather harnesses came out, and she could sense hym..walking quietly about...nary a sound except the thud of hys boot...on the floor...and a click of a harness..as each were fastened...making her one with hys table..she yearned for this..wanted this..and needed this...hy cold give it to her...hy alone...

once she was secure....hy stood back..eyes drinking her in..all of her...so submissive..so sweet...so hys..so helpless...to devour...any way hy wanted...

as hy held hys flogger at arm's length, to draw back and minister each mark..deliberately placed upon hys canvas..her silky, creamy skin...to make the red stripes rise...to lay hys pattern...marking her.....well placed just out of sight when she was dressed and in public..unseen by anyone else...her breathinmg ragged...sucking...and controlled by hym...slap.....a mark...there..a.cross her nipple...thin red stripes appearing slowly...hy knew the force...the placement...as hy painted her body....hys Mona Lisa....her thigh.....her belly....and the other breast...meted out with perfection..hy was after all, her master....between slaps of the flogger, hy would drip hot wax onto her belly....or her breasts...now tender with the flog markings...she knew not what hy would do next..all she knew was..she was starving for all hy gave....an ice cube lain upon each burn..the hot searing burn of the heat and the searing burn of the cold...she was straining to not writhe in ecstacy, for this is what she craved....hy gave her hys all...slap...bite..lick..burn..ice...touch...hys own cravings becoming hotter....hy was swollen, straining in hys jeans..to be there..inside of her...as hy melted hys soul within hers...

hy leaned down..exposing her ...there...hys eyes drank her beauty..her deliciousness...as hy watched the lotus bloom unfold before hys eyes....her nectar glistening in front of hym...heady with want of her.....hy placed hys middle finger....there..on her erect clit...and gently tapped...slow, deliberate, well placed...tap...tap...she was drowning in desires, flames licking her very soul..hy was relentless...in hys quest of her...leaving no touch undone...hys mouth found her there..as hy slowly licked from her pussy to her clit...slow, deliberate, and around...inside her..back to her clit..hys hand cupped her bottom, lifting her to hys hungry mouth...hys other hand on her breast...pulling and pinching her erect nipples alternately...she was helpless to do anything but take all hy gave her....when she thought she would explode with want of cuming, hy undid the buckles, and unzipped hys jeans, exposing hys cock....flipping her onto her belly, hy entered her from behind...again..slow, deliberate, and well timed thrusts...until hy was all the way inside of her..there..she was so hot, so tight, and oh so wet...hy wanted to savor her every bit...as hy claimed her...and took her...riding her...hys hands pulling her hips back onto hym...biting her ass..leaving hys marks on that sweet, white flesh...again painting hys canvas the way hy wanted...she was breathing raggedly, bucking, and taking all of hym...deep somewhere inside each of them..their souls met, their fires consumed them, and each exploded one into the other one.,..hy couldn't tell where she began and hy ended....but hy knew hy had claymed her....she knew hy marked her...as they collapsed there...lost in that twilight of those white hot embers, slowly ebbing and flowing...as they were one....in this moment....

[clay]

still craving....

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my hand wrapped in that supple, well honed leather
your bottom exposed,
as I make it my canvas
as I paint my desires across one cheek
then the other
timed...deliberate
well placed
as your delicate skin
becomes varying shades of light pink
fading into crimson
and a deeper maroon
each leather stroke leaving its impression
on my private nude canvas
of your ass......
knowing in days to come
colors will turn to purples, blue greens
and even dark blues
as the marks abate...and my
canvas becomes a clean slate again...for making
(c) 01/20/2013...clay

[clay]

I crave...

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to leave flames of my passion
leaving indelible designs over you
as if it were an invisible tattoo
and leaving an impression of me....
all over you....
(c) 02/11/13 clay

[clay]

having her lying prone...with me atop her...as I have her luscious silkiness...biting...marking...designing her back....as we reach "that" space..united
(c) 12/15/12 clay

[clay]

Craving the feel of silk ties....as you lay spread before me...such a decadent delicacy...mine for taking, without hesitation...
filling your desires...white hot heat...felt beneath the sting of each strike of the leather belt.....hearing the metal buckle....cooled by the ice cubes...lain against each red welt...
biting your bottom lip with each bruising kiss...my mouth searing yours...
taunting....teasing...taking....claiming....as you submit...to that...space....that subspace...
raw....hot....naked desires...quelled within....fulfilled...this I crave.... (c) 11/21/12 clay

[clay]

Each D/g and/or D/s relationship is unique to the individual couples...

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and I do know a D/g and a D/s is two entirely different dynamics...so, with that said, this post is only about my own personal D/g relationship.
When I am in a D/g relationship, it is about being a daddy (for me) and a babygrrl (for her)..and it isn't a dynamic I live 24/7, so to speak.

I am a daddy is who affords her a shoulder, holding her, and helping her to feel safe, secure, and protected..when things frighten her or threaten her safety....be it real or imagined/perceived...

I am a daddy who has her best interests at heart, respects/supports her independence, is there to help/support her with anything she may need me for, and recognizes she is her own person!

I am a daddy who instills a sense of self, peace, and strength in her...with me being an extremely strong daddy, with a keen sense of self, an awareness of her, and knowing/respecting/recognizing her weaknesses, that my strength meshes with hers so that SHE is able to face these, handle them, and maintain her own independence...knowing I am her silent rock, if you will.


I am a safe harbor when she has a storm in her world..and she knows she can seek shelter here..and it is usually at the end of a day, and for just a while at night, and may not be an every night thing. Knowing her inside as intimately as I do, I am able to sense the need and fill it, without any spoken words sometimes...to make for an extremely satisfying D/g dynamic..on so many levels.

I am not wanting to put out here in cyber world a lot of who/how my own personal relationship and this dynamic is...as I am extremely private in these matters. I am hoping that folks get a sense of our own dynamic, and perhaps it will help others. We have our respectful boundaries with one another, and with others in our private world.

Trust is a huge factor in any relationship, but especially in a d/g OR d/s....and she must trust me implicitly. I earn that trust..and I do not take it lightly or disrespect it in any way.

I am a daddy who recognizes the babygrrl in her....and accepts that part of who she is.

DISCLAIMER: Having a D/g dynamic is not something that can be forced or made or designed, per se..it has to have had elements inside each partner before..and this is strictly MY OWN opinion in MY OWN dynamic...I speak ONLY for myself!!! It is much like having a comfy pair of jeans that "just fits" and "feels so right".
I am not sure what "boi" is for the most part, as again, different folks, different strokes. For me, it is just another term for the masculine side of my femininity...along with hy/hym/hys. It is in no way akin to "babygrrl" in MY OWN dynamic. I am NOT at all into a Mommi/babyboi dynamic...but am respectful of anyone who is...I happen to find the spelling of "boi" extremely sensual for some reason..maybe because it has an "i" in and is significant to I, myself...and somewhere, deeper in my subconscious it is that a second "x" chromosone denotes female and a x with a "y" is male...while I am a BUTCH womyn, with a masculine side, I am still a womyn. I had coined the word "femnymysculinity" for myself...talk about a whole 'nother word to describe myself...lol..
As far as MY OWN role, I am a TOP, first, and foremost..and I do enjoy having my partner do certain things to me in our lovemaking, I am not what I would consider a "bottom"...and I don't see myself in the boi aspect of it as being a bottom...is this clear as mud...lol..and having my partner make love to me in no way lessens me as a "top"...it enhances my presence/strength there...

Now, as far as a D/s dynamic as a d/s...again...it is specific to the couple alone...and it is not about her being a slave at all...it is about that dynamic in their own privacy in their own bedroom...again, my partner would be an independent woman, would be her own woman, and is not owned by me, in any way. I respect her freedom to be who she is...I respect her freedom to be an equal to me..in every way. She would be submissive in our lovemaking, but not any place else.

It is about my tone, my look, my strength in that dynamic...all of which would be specific to us alone! I prefer to keep most of this dynamic private to us alone...so am just being as broadbased as I can here....my main point is that I always RESPECT her freedom...I do not "allow" it as it isn't mine to allow..she owns her own freedom and her own self. She is not a piece of property but an equal human being I hold in highest of regard....and afford her the same respect and courtesies she does me...so, with that said, thanks for your time and reading my post.
May your own D/g and/OR d/s dynamic be as incredible for yourselves!!!

[clay]

for me, it starts with subtle gestures...a smile...seductive smile...touching me...there....here...on this...a slow teasing kiss, gentle kisses, tugging at my lower lip with her teeth...nibbling my neck...her hands in my hair...scratching me with her nails across my arm...pushing me back on the bed...sitting astride me...pinning my arms down with hers....opening my shirt...placing soft kisses here...there....undoing my belt buckle..undoing just the first button...and taking me higher and higher..with those kisses...yes...just.like.that....she seduces me...

[clay]

Originally Posted by clay

I crave...

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to leave flames of my passion
leaving indelible designs over you
as if it were an invisible tattoo
and leaving an impression of me....
all over you....
(c) 02/11/13 clay

Re-posting this here AND in Constant Craving thread...enjoy...