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My Russian Lover
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He keeps her tied to him
she must never be more
than a breath away.
The gold love bracelets express
his love and ownership. He becomes
aroused each time they tingle.
His rules:
Do not speak unless spoken to.
One meal per day: Pasta only.
Your hair is my job. Do not touch.
Submit one poem every day.
Immobile. She is fastened to his new
sculpture: neck. arms. waist. Thighs
parted. Each bound in leather, an art
learned from his time in Japan.
He rolls her poems in paper and blows
the sweet words down her throat. The
thrill of her own words blooming within
almost belies her vulnerability.
She shivers deeply. Her charred words
lick her feet. A word here and there
remains, lit and sparkling. Muses for
her next poem.
Shivering in the cool basement, she's
dying and surviving. She spills slow and
long on his hands, confirming that he
too, is perishable
He keeps her tied to him
she must never be more
than a breath away.
The gold love bracelets express
his love and ownership. He becomes
aroused each time they tingle.
His rules:
Do not speak unless spoken to.
One meal per day: Pasta only.
Your hair is my job. Do not touch.
Submit one poem every day.
Immobile. She is fastened to his new
sculpture: neck. arms. waist. Thighs
parted. Each bound in leather, an art
learned from his time in Japan.
He rolls her poems in paper and blows
the sweet words down her throat. The
thrill of her own words blooming within
almost belies her vulnerability.
She shivers deeply. Her charred words
lick her feet. A word here and there
remains, lit and sparkling. Muses for
her next poem.
Shivering in the cool basement, she's
dying and surviving. She spills slow and
long on his hands, confirming that he
too, is perishable
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Re. My Russian
6th Sep 2015 00:37am
Shauna a beautifully submissive write so very masterfully inked..
with love Brenda
with love Brenda
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Re. My Russian Lover
6th Sep 2015 00:50am
Just complete unconditional sub love.
"He rolls her poems in paper and blows
the sweet words down her throat. The
thrill of her own words blooming within
almost belies her vulnerability."
This part is the cruelest. To burn my words, never. As a sub we had contracts made before start. What would not be wanted. So i would never have, or even want to say no. But to each there own, would never judge anothers relations. We all need it to fullfill diferent parts of us. Would be very interested in knowing how every else initiated and handled that element.
Obvious this piece made me think. Another gorgeous write Shauna.
💋🔫
Jennifer
"He rolls her poems in paper and blows
the sweet words down her throat. The
thrill of her own words blooming within
almost belies her vulnerability."
This part is the cruelest. To burn my words, never. As a sub we had contracts made before start. What would not be wanted. So i would never have, or even want to say no. But to each there own, would never judge anothers relations. We all need it to fullfill diferent parts of us. Would be very interested in knowing how every else initiated and handled that element.
Obvious this piece made me think. Another gorgeous write Shauna.
💋🔫
Jennifer
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Re. My Russian Lover
6th Sep 2015 3:04am
that's a very perilous scene of subservience. it's good to see that she has the defense of knowing some of his weak spots...
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Re. My Russian Lover
6th Sep 2015 6:26am
,loved it shauna, as always beautifully written. So many vivid details and images. You are definitely a wonderful and skilled storyteller
\poet. always something completely different ever time. thanks for sharing your talent with us
Keith
\poet. always something completely different ever time. thanks for sharing your talent with us
Keith
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Re. My Russian Lover
6th Sep 2015 6:36pm
" thrill of her own words blooming within
almost belies her vulnerability. "
Love the contrasts between thought and perception here. Done beautifully.
"Shivering in the cool basement, she's
dying and surviving. She spills slow and
long on his hands, confirming that he
too, is perishable "
And again the contrast...almost daring us to believe control to be complete illlusion. Of course, in most cases it is and I do believe this to be one of those.
Eceptionally written piece. Much enjoyed.
Michael
almost belies her vulnerability. "
Love the contrasts between thought and perception here. Done beautifully.
"Shivering in the cool basement, she's
dying and surviving. She spills slow and
long on his hands, confirming that he
too, is perishable "
And again the contrast...almost daring us to believe control to be complete illlusion. Of course, in most cases it is and I do believe this to be one of those.
Eceptionally written piece. Much enjoyed.
Michael
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Re. My Russian Lover
6th Sep 2015 7:27pm
"Each bound in leather, an art
learned from his time in Japan."
^^^^^
kinbaku martyr, aren't you [?] ltm loved that description
*
there is a darkness here that discomfits me, which is wonderful... tpe does that to me at the best of times. you are certainly don't shy away from anything, laying all bare whether it's pretty or not...
"She spills slow and
long on his hands, confirming that he
too, is perishable"
... there is something so vital about blood spilling as easily as ink. you do it with such poise
xoxox
learned from his time in Japan."
^^^^^
kinbaku martyr, aren't you [?] ltm loved that description
*
there is a darkness here that discomfits me, which is wonderful... tpe does that to me at the best of times. you are certainly don't shy away from anything, laying all bare whether it's pretty or not...
"She spills slow and
long on his hands, confirming that he
too, is perishable"
... there is something so vital about blood spilling as easily as ink. you do it with such poise
xoxox
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Re. My Russian Lover
7th Sep 2015 10:21am
There seems to a hint of madness in these two( Shivering in the cool basement, she's
dying and surviving. She spills slow and
long on his hands, confirming that he
too, is perishabl)
Love your poem
Thanks for sharing
dying and surviving. She spills slow and
long on his hands, confirming that he
too, is perishabl)
Love your poem
Thanks for sharing
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Re. My Russian Lover
7th Sep 2015 4:13pm
The thrill of her own words blooming within
almost belies her vulnerability.
I love this poem, I love this Russian lover for all he embodies,
he certainly knows how to exercise control, keeping her
vulnerable and wanting. Yet he can so fulfill her delicate
desires and allowing a little of his vulnerability to show.
Damn this is an absolute delicious work of art.
Thanks for sharing.
almost belies her vulnerability.
I love this poem, I love this Russian lover for all he embodies,
he certainly knows how to exercise control, keeping her
vulnerable and wanting. Yet he can so fulfill her delicate
desires and allowing a little of his vulnerability to show.
Damn this is an absolute delicious work of art.
Thanks for sharing.
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Re. My Russian Lover
7th Sep 2015 5:41pm
Heyyy Jenn...Tx. Agree. Yikes! I don't know about contracts...my relationships involve positive ppl. and we care for each other...if d/s happens it's usu happens organically & burning of my poems would not enter into the d head.
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7th Sep 2015 5:42pm
Re. My Russian Lover
7th Sep 2015 5:43pm
Darkness: Contrasts are what motivates most of my writings...bc life is all about contrasts.
Re. My Russian Lover
7th Sep 2015 5:44pm
Re. My Russian Lover
7th Sep 2015 5:46pm
Shadoe: Ty. I find kinbaku fascinating, as well as bookbinding...which I love to do. It isn't her blood that is spilling. No...I would not write that or think about it.
Re. My Russian Lover
7th Sep 2015 5:47pm
D.Poet: Exactly both ppl are a bit mad. As all of us are...to survive one must be. Ty
Re. My Russian Lover
7th Sep 2015 5:50pm
Hi Victoria. TY. I really enjoyed writing this poem. My muse was a classified ad in The London Book Review. An artist wanted a model to live in his studio...he had his own apartment elsewhere...his one stipulation was "I will not feed you". And I was off and running imagining this arrangement.
Re. My Russian Lover
8th Sep 2015 5:23pm
very entertaining and intriging, don is a new world to me, would love to have read a full story of this poem, "we want more, we want more!" lol
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Re. My Russian Lover
8th Sep 2015 7:10pm
Hi Dean! Thank you love when you read my poetry. Maybe I will write a part 2 to this poem.
Re. My Russian Lover
23rd Sep 2015 6:11am
You take me places.. . that
leaves me (speechless) yet
tuned with chords from many
eras.. .
You send me & I cannot even
begin to quote.. dare not..
dare not..
Know that those words blown'd
down her throat.. were ecstasies
of sheer pain ..veiled & cloaked
by pleasurous humiliation. Mmh,
do what you will..
Dear.. dear.. so many lumps are
in mine, at this very moment. Almost
horrifying yet spine chilling.. nail
in palm..with clenches
Haunting..
-Howlings
leaves me (speechless) yet
tuned with chords from many
eras.. .
You send me & I cannot even
begin to quote.. dare not..
dare not..
Know that those words blown'd
down her throat.. were ecstasies
of sheer pain ..veiled & cloaked
by pleasurous humiliation. Mmh,
do what you will..
Dear.. dear.. so many lumps are
in mine, at this very moment. Almost
horrifying yet spine chilling.. nail
in palm..with clenches
Haunting..
-Howlings
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