art-of-domination:

“You don’t get to touch.  You just hold those lips apart.  Watch me.  Watch what I’m going to do to you.  Watch how I’m going to rub what’s mine.  Over and over and over again.  Till you’ve made a mess all over this carpet.  But you’re not going to cum.  Tell me why.”

“It’s not my pussy, Sir.  Please, Sir.  Please, please please, Sir.”

“No.  I’m going to enjoy this.  Watching you suffer.  Watching you stay perfectly still in the desperate hope that makes you earn your orgasm sooner.  You will stay still, but not till you’ve suffered much much longer.  Much much longer.  And why is that?”

“Because, Sir.  You decide when I cum, Sir.  Not me.”

“Good girl.  You just keep biting that lip and holding that pretty little cunt of yours open.  No more talking.  Don’t ask for permission.  Don’t say anything else.  Nothing.  Just watch.  Concentrate.  Understand that I am going to make you crazy.  Far more desperate than you can handle.  Than you’ve ever known.  You don’t stand a chance.”

yes, please.

Music Monday – Broken

It’s #MusicMonday and I am now at two weeks in a row, yaaassss! Today’s song is ‘Broken’ by Lund and it’s definitely less… peppy, than some of the other songs, but I just love it soooooo much. It’s perfect for when you’re just stressed to the max (not that I’ve felt that in recent months) and just need some music to let you… wallow. Definitely check out the lyrics, because they’re macabre and pretty fucking awesome (trimmed down because there’s a lot of repetition).

Favorite Lyrics

Will you end my pain?
Will you take my life?
Will you bleed me out?
Will you hang me out to dry?
Will you take my soul in the midnight rain?
While I’m falling apart,
while I’m going…
insane.

Can you break my bones?
Will you tear my skin?
Can you taste my lust?
Can you feel my sin?

See I’m a waste of life,
I should just kill myself.
Yeah, I could slit my wrists,
but it really wouldn’t help.
Wouldn’t fix my issues,
or change your mind,
cause I broke your heart,
and you buried mine.
Now I’m 6 feet deep and I can’t breathe,
I got dirt in my eyes,
and blood on my sleeves.
But I dig my way up,
through these roots and leaves,
so I can get some air,
so I can finally breathe.
And now I’m on my knees,
oh baby, begging please,
Will you?
Will you?

Will you end my pain?
Will you take my life?
Will you bleed me out?
Will you hang me out to dry?
Will you take my soul in the midnight rain?
While I’m falling apart,
while I’m going…
insane.

Goodbye,
don’t you miss me when I’m gone.
Goodbye,
cause you’re the fucking reason that I’m not around.
Goodbye,
don’t you miss me when I’m- miss me when I’m gone.
Goodbye,
cause you’re the fucking reason that I’m not around…
Fucking reason that I’m not around…
Bitch, you’re the fucking reason that I’m not around.

‘Broken’ by Lund

Thankful Thursday

It’s #ThankfulThursday, lovelies, and I am still deeeeppp in the throws of insomnia, but I am making a ton of shit happen in the process. I’m working on the rewrite of ‘Of Fog and Fire’ (now named ‘Corrupt Desires’ by the Dark Haven!) and I am making some pretty extensive changes, which I had not *exactly* been prepared for. It’s okay though, I can already tell this book is going to be SO much better. Hotter, dirtier, darker… #purrrrr

I *do* have the cover for this, but it’s still in the final stages with Laura Hidalgo, and then I cannot WAIT to share it with you! In the mean time, let this hottie shared by Isabel Baião help you make it until Friday! We all deserve to look at him. 

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