Wading in the river Styx.

Primary colors attack your womb the devil inside out wearing clothing of mere mortals.  You're confused by any kindness knowing it's just a ploy to seduce and torment you.  But you need all that evil so it's another day at the office.  Forever fucked by the devil and his vampire cousin 99.  What could be better ??

Amazing carnal desire seeps from my pores

TAINTED LIKE
DEVIL RL AWARD - COLLECT AT CHAMBER 13X

Primary colors can produce so many shades of emotion. The devil often wears the clothing of mere mortals, that's his disguise. So often kindness is a ploy to seduce, but maybe it's still kindness. To torment, well perhaps that's something different. Either way, I understand exactly what you mean. It's always another day at the office, rarely kindness but often seduction and torment. The devil and vampires will always sense the presence of my soul so perhaps I am forever fucked. That's quite the question though. Perhaps nothing, or perhaps anything. I suppose it all depends on the type of fucking.

Carnal desires seeps from my pores too. ;)

TAINTED LIKE - that's a new one. And DEVIL RL AWARD too. BIG LIKE.
Ah, the new Chamber 13X (I know that's an adventure)
No doubt the X was my contribution to it's design. New and improved.

Yes, the Chamber is always evolving.
Your participation there is legendary..

Well you know how much I love the chamber and the entire dungeon too. Apparently it loves me as well, always pulling me in... Always desiring more.

Well hey Mary, I was wondering if anyone would get it or just think I am crazy as usual. :p But you so often leave me speechless with your comments. I adore getting a Gosh girl and I am so happy you think I am talented. That means so much to me. You really cheered me up. :) It hasn't been the easiest time lately again. Ah, so many of us can identify with stanza 4 I think. When you are insanely passionate you feel everything intensely...

Sometimes, your dark shrouds weep wounds so deep and leave the reader disrobed in a brutal landscape. It takes a particular kind of language command to shred this on a page. It doesn’t breath, but gulps as Devil children gasping for air, when they have been ordained to be drowned by righteous Lords. You frighten me sometimes (and I mean that in the best & kindest way).

Anyways, in the language of Welsh streets, it’s a fucking excellent poem. Have you ever heard the song Some Say I Got Devil? It was by a woman called Melanie and this is Morrissey’s version (obviously). Oh, and what is the best footwear for dancing with said devil. Just in case he/she comes tip-toeing into my room later. Lol. Rob

https://youtu.be/SUClJY0QVPo

Sometimes I have to take you under my dark shroud Rob but I will try to hide the weeping wounds. Still you have to disrobe for all the tours of Hell though I am afraid, even though it is a brutal landscape. But as your tour guide I will protect you. ;) My command of the dark arts, and language too, know no limits. >;) Oh I love that, gulps as Devil children gasping for air, when... That's a really powerful expression. "You frighten me sometimes", you are such a sweet talker. lol

I like fucking and excellent, put them together and I like it even more. Thank you! I have not heard that song actually so I will definitely have a listen soon. The best footwear, perhaps a pair of deep purple strappy high heel platform stiletto pumps. Oh that's for me... For you... Well anything will do so long as you can handle the fire. lol Because it's going to get very hot. :p

Wow, Kristina!
Such vivid, visceral imagery...like this passage,
"wading in the river Styx
naked among the rotting corpses
of dead dreams and false hopes"
This piece leaves me devilishly turned on and, at the same time, frightened.😈🥰

Well first, I always love a Wow, Kristina! and of course hearing from you GW. You know I am just chock full of vivid, visceral imagery. ;) Pulling you into the river Styx with me, just try to avoid the rotting corpses. But I will be your tour guide and help you avoid the obstacles in Hell. I am here to devilishly turn you on and frighten you too. What could be better? ;) You get a bit of everything with me. :p

Smashed it again beautiful
Love and light
Ron xx

Hell yeah! I love it when you say that. :) Thanks so much for coming to take a wade with me in the river Styx and braving the rotting corpses for me. :) I hope you are having a good year so far. It's hard to believe it's almost February already. And much love and light backatcha always.

Wading in the River Styx takes a lot of courage. In Greek mythology, the River Styx is one of the underworld rivers. Your desire is to find your carnal lust but there is also pain in this river, the pain you seek! Some people here call me Nyx (Night Goddess) Nyx would reside in the dark recesses of the Underworld and she is a protector. You don’t need a protector but Nyx enjoys the darkness of this write.  
Did I go too mythology there? Nah! Lol

You can never go too mythology for me NG, love it. ;) So you are the first child of Chaos and the personification of night... that's why we get along so  perfectly. :p Existing from the very beginning and clearly very beautiful like a dark angel sometimes described with wings and a dark cloudy halo. Charon probably pretty mad about my wading in the River Styx but he will get over it. Finding carnal lust in the underworld is always easy but the pain you seek is definitely there as well. Nyx gave birth to Oizys (Pain) and so many others including the day. She is quite the fertile Goddess. ;) It is clear that Nyx has a profound impact on the world... Perhaps one of the least understood but most incredible goddesses.

I can see what Rob is saying from where I am. I love the use of some particular haptics such gnawing my womb, strokes across this pale canvas, the lurid colors of bruises and blood. I was watching House of Cards recently and Kevin Spacey says, everything is about sex, except for sex, sex is about power. Sex and death and violence are all kissing cousins and you weave the mesh of this psychological interplay with devlish deft control. Control and abandon are faces of a coin, I feel terrific awareness and presence in your erotics. It's well struck I think.

Really glad you could immerse yourself in the imagery and perceive those things as I intended. Some things eat at you to the very core and paint lurid colors on a pale canvas with blood and bruises on the soul. Ah, that's an interesting thing to say. I can certainly see how everything is about sex. ;) Well sex can be about sex too but totally understand the power aspect, both giving and taking. Sex, death, and violence - oh yes, that's quite the extensive subject and there is a lot of psychological interplay between them. I love that you can see a devilish deft control in the portrayal of these things in my writing. Control and abandon, oh yes that's where I was going with giving and taking. This constant dynamic that exists. 'I feel terrific awareness and presence in your erotic's' I love that you can feel that. Thank you.

You are on my mind tonight.  Keep the fires burning.  Keep on writing

And what are you thinking I wonder... ;) Oh no, probably best not to answer that. :p But I love keeping the fires burning like any good little arsonist would. So keep on burning for me Francisco, got to light the place up somehow. And as always, thank you for the continued encouragement, I love that. I will keep the fires burning. :)

I always love your dark side. To be in that sin but to never wanting to leave it because it makes you feel alive. Almost like drowning in it's depravity.

Least that was my take away hehe.

So so so good, friend 😁

I am glad you love my dark side, it's something that became part of me early on and always persists. The darkness is something I understand so well. And when immersed in the sin you find yourself wanting it more and more. It definitely makes you feel alive no matter the feelings and sensations. Even when you are gasping for a breath, scared, and anxious; drowning... you need the depravity, the pleasure and pain. To feel everything intensely. Oh yes! I definitely get your take away. And I love the So so so good too.

You can't turn away from the intensity of this. A burning feeling throughout.
I will stop myself from rambling on and over analysing. It was amazing my friend.
Regards
James

Intensity is something I know all to well. There is always a burning feeling inside and throughout my soul. I love your 'rambling on' so you should have not concern about that at all. I love it when you share your thoughts with me. And over analyzing is something I definitely know a ton about. :p It can be exhausting looking in all directions and so many steps ahead but my OCD loves to torment me so. Really glad you found it amazing James. Thank you so much for reading and sharing your thoughts.

👏 👏 👏 absolutely nice 👌 👍 truly wicked an evil 😈 torture mixed with pleasure and pain the excitement one gains from such sadistic torment and pleasure!! Wicked desires I deeply truly admire ❤!! Please 🙏 keep on writing ✍ ok 👌 peace ✌ and blessings always 🙏 ❤ 💙

So very wicked my dear REMARKABLE. I know torture and I suppose I need it now. That pleasure that comes from pain and the thrill and excitement from sadistic torment and pleasures. To delve into the deepest depths of intense sensations. There is something about wicked desires that just sets the soul on fire and as it burns you just need them more and more... But alas, some things that are wicked and evil can cause so much damage too but that's another story. Thank you for the encouragement, peace and blessings and being here to share with me. <3

The darkness within is infinite, it is immeasurable, for how can you measure that without borders, boundaries, or directions. There are those that retreat to the light in an attempt to hide from the darkness not realizing that they carry it within, that persistent gnawing to be satiated, to be made complete again if only for a moment. We carry our darkness proudly and it's depths is where we find true peace among the rot and scream of both pain and pleasure merging as one. Tight one Lil X

That's so true. I had mentioned that in a previous comment about how the darkness is infinite, but the light is finite. A star is just a small spot in the midst of the darkness. How can you measure it is a great question, as you said there are no borders, boundaries, or directions. You are simply lost and perhaps you will see a glimmer of light and try to find it in the vast never ending darkness. But the darkness will always be there to embrace you and fill you no matter what. And if that persistent gnawing to be satiated ever stops, then you have stopped living. You are always so intuitive, it is the depths of darkness where we find that peace. In order to truly live you must feel both pain and pleasure otherwise you miss out on the intensity of life. These things are what drive us forward and challenge us so that we can feel everything and be everything. I love getting a 'Tight one' I_IS_ME. Thank you so much for coming by and sharing your thoughts with me.

Sometimes when I read certain things, I get a sense that the author was holding their pen like a knife, and stabbing the paper (Figuratively).  This is one such write.
  When you strip away the almost hostile defiance in the vengeance, you see the beginning of the rawness.  Like the one thing that can't be driven away.
So you try to live louder, in the physicality of contact.
  I get it.  

PS, just because as my name suggests, I may be steering that boat down below.  But, no one ever said that I can't detour it when I feel like it.  I tend to follow light.  That's where hope resides.  

Well hey Styx, I thought you might end up reading this one. You know given the name and all. lol I often hold my pen like a knife and stab the paper. :p Been known to bear down to hard and break pencil lead too. What can I say I am intense like that. Oh yes! there is a defiance about the vengeance, the best vengeance is to live but there is plenty of rawness in my life and so many things that can never be driven away. Ah yes, you do get it... I love the physicality of life and I want to explore every aspect of that. It gets me out of my head which can be a scary place to be.

Haha, I imagine you have ferried your share of souls across the depths of feeling. There are always detours but so many incredible things to discover in the underworld. After all once you get through all the darkness perhaps you will find the Elysian fields. But still you might find yourself needing the darkness again. It becomes such a complicated relationship of dark desires and searching for the light.

A perfect balance of darkness and eroticism, conjuring images too hot to confess.
Dang Kristina, your skill set becomes more and more amazing with each write.

Often my darkness presents itself in eroticism. And the two become inseparable. Dark desires and fantasies that dominate the mind and body. So many images too hot to confess or perhaps too dark... It can get quite confusing in there but it's always very hot. Damn Wally! that is truly a breathtaking compliment and I don't know what to say. I don't know if you remember or not but you were my very first comment. And I really appreciate your thoughts more than you know. Thank you!

When your path leads through hell, walk like you own the place. Your darkness haunts me always. Dreams become nightmares that become addictions. My skin crawls and dick pounds in rhyme to torment and screams. You taught me to see in the dark and now I am blind in the light, forever trapped by shadows and desire. Yet even a blind man can see the nobility of spirit you possess, even a blind man knows that pure darkness is neither good nor bad and it exists in balance with the light I can no longer see. This my doom, my addiction, and my desire, shunned by both heaven and hell for I am complete and will find my own way to another life.  

When the path leads to hell, it sure is difficult to find your way out sometimes but walking like you own the place definitely helps. It's strange how nightmares can lead to addictions sometimes. And dreams can become nightmares and nightmares can become dreams. Pounding in rhyme to torment and screams is definitely an intense thrill. When you acclimate to the darkness, the light can be too much for the eyes. That's where the mundane world resides. I am much more at home trapped by shadows and desire. I am glad you can see my spirit because perhaps that does shine in the darkness and can show you the way. The darkness can be many things, at times it's not or bad but it can be both. Everything will always seek a balance. Shunned by heaven and hell, to never have a home and roam the earth forever searching all of the dark corners trying to find another life. Perhaps that's our fate.

This gets better and better with each read, believe me, I've been to your rodeo many times .....

BIG X

I love that you think it gets better each time and that you still visit these from time to time. :) My life has been a very rough rodeo so far, it's definitely a crazy ride trying not to be thrown off again and again... Love the BIG X.