I Trust You To Abuse Me

I want to be cared for
Whilst being abused

Loved whilst being lashed
Caressed whilst choked
Heard whilst harmed
Touched whilst tortured
Spat on whilst spoiled

I want to trust someone
Enough
To degrade me
To demean me
To destroy me
Only to build me back up
Stronger
Sexier

Safety in your arms
Or under your boot
Or wherever you want me

I’m yours
In my totality

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From Kink, Volume 2

She Sold Love

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R18 + This piece is from my erotica and sex-positivity collection.

It is art, not advice.

If this is your first time I strongly recommend you click here for a content warning, and to appropriately frame this work, before reading.

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She sold love
But people called it sex
An intimate embrace
Beyond mere friction of the flesh
A listening ear
A compassionate hug
A shoulder to cry on
She sold love
She sold safety
She sold an understanding
Of the interplay between primal passion
And the crippling confusion of life
By undressing herself
She undressed their minds
By allowing them access to her
She allowed them access to themselves
Her body became a mirror to their soul
Her movements become a spell of release
Far beyond the physical
Far beyond the now
Far beyond anything her detractors can give
She sold love

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This poem is from the book Kink, Volume 2