". . .you know you want to."

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I'm swathed in black today. I love the way it feels. Its protection, softness, the smooth feel of soft dark fabrics. . . it feels like the abyss.

Never posted one of these before, but this seemed appropriate enough. I'm convinced.


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I spent most of last night shuddering with lust, for what felt like no reason at all. No hyperbole. . . I was literally shaking, writhing with sensation. Most of the night passed with hazy dreams I can't remember. When I awoke, the need was still there. I felt like predator and prey merged ( Read more... )

To be frightened by lust is a horrible thing. To look across at an object of desire and feel yourself balanced on a knife's edge. . . on the one hand, the risk of being consumed by your desire, and on the other, of stifling a sensation so vital to your existence. It is an impossible choice.

We must always err on the side of decadence.

I've tried to face down the sensations that hold me in their grip. . . I've struggled to fight them off. . . I promise you, I've done what I can ( Read more... )