I am the canvas of erotic pain, where words are scribbled upon my flesh. Where darkness comes to claim me in the cloak of midnight skies, streaking across fervid flesh. I am that which surrenders to the One able to take my pain to new levels, the One that is able to feast upon the delicacy of my flesh, knowing well I am his, without a doubt. I am what he creates, pierced, branded and stained by his desires. His design will shine through me, transparent in all his demands. I am submissive, I am proud, and I will come to my knees and in full surrender.
The quote that fits me: Anais Nin ďI do not want to be the leader. I refuse to be the leader. I want to live darkly and richly in my femaleness. I want a man lying over me always over me. His will his pleasure his desire his life his work his sexuality the touchstone the command my pivot. I donít mind working holding my ground intellectually artistically; but as a woman oh God as a woman I want to be dominated. I donít mind being told to stand on my own feet not to cling be all that I am capable of doing but I am going to be pursued fucked possessed by the will of a male at his time his bidding.Ē