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If you died tonight, then this is the last thing I would want your eyes to read...


I am tied to a chair. Shaking, even though I know this is all just a game. *You've put a gag in my mouth, to disable my speaking completely. *You're completely unclothed and I am too. I try to get up but *you have the chair nailed into the floor somehow and my legs are tied down with rope so tight but spread far enough apart for if *you glance down *you'd catch a glimpse of Heaven. Wet, throbbing, aching Heaven. Aching for only *you. I feel all the veins in my sweet pussy throbbing, and *you walk around the chair 3 times and *you give me a hard look. *You walk over to me slowly, then *you bend down so quickly I feel a breeze. *You're staring at my cunt and grinning. Grinning like a Cheshire Cat. *You yank the gag out of my mouth and throw it over *your shoulder. *You kiss me, very hard. *You lick all down my body, not ever moving *your tongue away from my skin. When *you get to my pussy, *you stop. I look at *you, wide-eyed. *You lick *your lips. "You may speak," *you say. "Don't stop, please. I need *your mouth, please give it to me." "I don't think you're ready. I'm gonna untie your ass but don't you dare get up out of that chair. Understood?" I nod. That's not enough for *you. *You grab my throat and squeeze forcefully. "I SAID do you understand?!?!" I try to wriggle free from *your grip, but I can't. All I can hear is *you breathing from *your throat. I stiffen. "Yes sir!" *You then throw me down on the floor, busting my lip open. I am pinned down, *your hands on my back refusing movement. *You lean down to my neck and suddenly I feel something. Teeth. "Oh, God yes," I sigh. *Your bite gets harder, and I feel *you start to suck. I feel the blood come out of me then. I start to scream, but *you grab me and shove me onto my back. *You then do the same with the base of my neck, right at the vein. Right near my sternum. I gasp in surprise, for I thought honestly *you were going to try to kill me. Instead, *you put *your mouth right beside that spot and *you suck. Like a vampire. I grab *you and try to push *you off, for I feel I'm about to pass out. *You then move *your body downward, *your dick right up against my hole. I move back and forth, to try to guide *you inside of me. "Suck it first, then we'll talk about filling you up." I whimper, wanting it. "I need it now." "Do you want to be tied back up?!" *You were screaming at me but all I could hear was my own heart. I get quiet then. I put my mouth on the base of *your penis and I suck *you off. Like a piece of candy. My candy. My sweet, sinful candy. I suck and suck and I feel *your hand on my head, being pushed to get more of *you in my mouth. "Oh fuck. Suck it you little slut." I grin, for I love being *your slut, *your whore, *your anything. "Come on, deeper." I take as much as I can, gagging in the process. I scrape it with my tongue and I feel *you start to cum in my mouth. I swallow. I swallow every last drop. I take my mouth off of *your cock and lie down, waiting for it to fill back up. It doesn't take long. *You moan softly as *you push slowly inside of me. I sigh. "Finally," I whisper. *You make a small gasp at what *you've just heard. *You pull out and walk swiftly toward the wall to retrieve the gag. I start to cry. "Please don't do it again I'll be a good girl I swear please don't!" Tears are streaming down my face and *you grunt as *you toss it toward the chair. "Fine, but you're gonna listen to me damnit!" *You make me lie back down and force *your cock inside, gentleness be damned. *You start thrusting, and I start moaning. "Oh yes… Oh God deeper. Oh… Fuck me… Faster." *You start to move faster and faster, seeming to not care that I've spoken. I feel *your hot cum shoot inside my pussy, and I scream as loud as I can. *You moan in ecstasy and I grab *you and, as it ends, *you lean down and lay *your head on my neck. "Mmm, baby." I stroke *your cheek. As I'm doing so I kiss *your neck gently, with my teeth. "My turn?" *You just give a slight laugh.


That was part 1 of your Birthday present. I wrote the above on Dec. 3, 2014 at 11:04:15 PM, with a Mature Content filter on it so if, God forbid, I ever got drunk and tried to send it to you, then you wouldn't see it. This is my first foray into eroticism, and I enjoyed writing it *very* much… I have yet to write the other perspective… *My* perspective. Yes, this is only part 1 of your gift. If you would like the other part, that is part 2, call me (text me, please, beforehand...) tonight, at about midnight. Now...  That just about does it. Don't it?
;)
  • Mood: Thanks
  • Listening to: The sound of my breathing
  • Reading: Words
  • Watching: The calendar...
  • Playing: With words
  • Eating: Nothing
  • Drinking: Nothing
WHAT THE FUCK...

I am a hurricane this morning EXCUSE ME.
  • Mood: Speechless
  • Listening to: The sound of my breathing
  • Reading: Words
  • Watching: The calendar...
  • Playing: With words
  • Eating: Nothing
  • Drinking: Nothing
K so... Alex broke up with me. Honestly, I saw it coming. I'm okay, more hurt than anything and I think that's because he did it so gently. *Sigh* Life is shit, but we learn and move on. I told °him, and °he said if °he were my age he'd take me out on a date. Made me blush, I told °him... Said °he'd talk to me later...
  • Mood: Angsty
  • Listening to: The sound of my breathing
  • Reading: Words
  • Watching: The calendar...
  • Playing: With words
  • Eating: Nothing
  • Drinking: Nothing
As y'all can see I haven't been writing. A couple of days ago I sent *him an apology for all the dirty lustful sexual things I'd written about *him. On April the 4th I received a text the afternoon after that. My apology had been accepted. I almost cried. Since then, I've been doing some thinking. Y'all I don't want to do this anymore. I don't want to write for the rest of my life. I told *him I was tired of it and that I wanted a different outlet. *He suggest tai-chi. I suggested photography or painting. Leaning more toward the photography side of things. To be completely honest, I am tired of writing about *him. I know *he's tired of it. I'm ready to manifest those thoughts and feelings into other art forms.

There is a photographer on DA who is not on this plane of existence anymore. Her name is Lauren E. Simonutti, and she is my inspiration. She's who made me want to get into the medium in the first place, about a year or two ago. I found her by a featured artist article on DA. For those interested, you may find the piece in my favorites.

I will not be creating a new account for my photography. However, I may in the future. I just want to make sure I'm going to stick with it, like I have with my writing, before I create a photography account. My photography is going to be along the lines of human expressionism. It's going to probably be awhile before I upload a photo, because I have a few good ideas swirling around in my mind right now. Very anxious and excited to start this next chapter in my creativity!
  • Mood: Excited
  • Listening to: The sound of my breathing
  • Reading: Words
  • Watching: The calendar...
  • Playing: With words
  • Eating: Nothing
  • Drinking: Nothing
When I melt, it will be because of *you.
If I end up in a hospital because I can't handle myself, it will be because of me.
I am a puddle at *your feet.
Melting Puddle
The me was meant to be there.
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If you died tonight, then this is the last thing I would want your eyes to read...


I am tied to a chair. Shaking, even though I know this is all just a game. *You've put a gag in my mouth, to disable my speaking completely. *You're completely unclothed and I am too. I try to get up but *you have the chair nailed into the floor somehow and my legs are tied down with rope so tight but spread far enough apart for if *you glance down *you'd catch a glimpse of Heaven. Wet, throbbing, aching Heaven. Aching for only *you. I feel all the veins in my sweet pussy throbbing, and *you walk around the chair 3 times and *you give me a hard look. *You walk over to me slowly, then *you bend down so quickly I feel a breeze. *You're staring at my cunt and grinning. Grinning like a Cheshire Cat. *You yank the gag out of my mouth and throw it over *your shoulder. *You kiss me, very hard. *You lick all down my body, not ever moving *your tongue away from my skin. When *you get to my pussy, *you stop. I look at *you, wide-eyed. *You lick *your lips. "You may speak," *you say. "Don't stop, please. I need *your mouth, please give it to me." "I don't think you're ready. I'm gonna untie your ass but don't you dare get up out of that chair. Understood?" I nod. That's not enough for *you. *You grab my throat and squeeze forcefully. "I SAID do you understand?!?!" I try to wriggle free from *your grip, but I can't. All I can hear is *you breathing from *your throat. I stiffen. "Yes sir!" *You then throw me down on the floor, busting my lip open. I am pinned down, *your hands on my back refusing movement. *You lean down to my neck and suddenly I feel something. Teeth. "Oh, God yes," I sigh. *Your bite gets harder, and I feel *you start to suck. I feel the blood come out of me then. I start to scream, but *you grab me and shove me onto my back. *You then do the same with the base of my neck, right at the vein. Right near my sternum. I gasp in surprise, for I thought honestly *you were going to try to kill me. Instead, *you put *your mouth right beside that spot and *you suck. Like a vampire. I grab *you and try to push *you off, for I feel I'm about to pass out. *You then move *your body downward, *your dick right up against my hole. I move back and forth, to try to guide *you inside of me. "Suck it first, then we'll talk about filling you up." I whimper, wanting it. "I need it now." "Do you want to be tied back up?!" *You were screaming at me but all I could hear was my own heart. I get quiet then. I put my mouth on the base of *your penis and I suck *you off. Like a piece of candy. My candy. My sweet, sinful candy. I suck and suck and I feel *your hand on my head, being pushed to get more of *you in my mouth. "Oh fuck. Suck it you little slut." I grin, for I love being *your slut, *your whore, *your anything. "Come on, deeper." I take as much as I can, gagging in the process. I scrape it with my tongue and I feel *you start to cum in my mouth. I swallow. I swallow every last drop. I take my mouth off of *your cock and lie down, waiting for it to fill back up. It doesn't take long. *You moan softly as *you push slowly inside of me. I sigh. "Finally," I whisper. *You make a small gasp at what *you've just heard. *You pull out and walk swiftly toward the wall to retrieve the gag. I start to cry. "Please don't do it again I'll be a good girl I swear please don't!" Tears are streaming down my face and *you grunt as *you toss it toward the chair. "Fine, but you're gonna listen to me damnit!" *You make me lie back down and force *your cock inside, gentleness be damned. *You start thrusting, and I start moaning. "Oh yes… Oh God deeper. Oh… Fuck me… Faster." *You start to move faster and faster, seeming to not care that I've spoken. I feel *your hot cum shoot inside my pussy, and I scream as loud as I can. *You moan in ecstasy and I grab *you and, as it ends, *you lean down and lay *your head on my neck. "Mmm, baby." I stroke *your cheek. As I'm doing so I kiss *your neck gently, with my teeth. "My turn?" *You just give a slight laugh.


That was part 1 of your Birthday present. I wrote the above on Dec. 3, 2014 at 11:04:15 PM, with a Mature Content filter on it so if, God forbid, I ever got drunk and tried to send it to you, then you wouldn't see it. This is my first foray into eroticism, and I enjoyed writing it *very* much… I have yet to write the other perspective… *My* perspective. Yes, this is only part 1 of your gift. If you would like the other part, that is part 2, call me (text me, please, beforehand...) tonight, at about midnight. Now...  That just about does it. Don't it?
;)
  • Mood: Thanks
  • Listening to: The sound of my breathing
  • Reading: Words
  • Watching: The calendar...
  • Playing: With words
  • Eating: Nothing
  • Drinking: Nothing

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Mary-Ann, [Paul], ~Ember~
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Favorite genre of music: Anything Indie (except Indie Rock), Classic Country, Classical
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Favorite style of art: Literature :heart:
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Personal Quote: You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you. - Ray Bradbury

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Isaacsporcaelus Featured By Owner Mar 12, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks so much for the watch. Hugely appreciated.

Nice work, by the way. :)
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Thank you so kindly for the watch! I really appreciate it.
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Really appreciate the watch.
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No problem. :)
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Thanks for the watch!  :D
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That so for the watch! :D
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