It’s My Nature

I ran my nails down her unpro­tected, vul­ner­a­ble throat. She gasped but did noth­ing to pro­tect her­self or even tilt her head down. My hand set­tled at the bot­tom of her throat and grasped it possessively.

Her green eyes rested on mine for sev­eral breaths, breaths of hers that I could feel through my grip of her throat.

“Why do you need to hurt me?”

There was no judg­ment or accu­sa­tion in her voice; the ques­tion came from her deep desire to under­stand me. To under­stand us.

I thought on the answer for a time that seemed longer than it really was.

“It’s my nature,” I answered and pulled her towards me by the throat to kiss her.

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I Want To Get Lost With You

I just got a text that is so beau­ti­ful that I want to share it with every­one. Every­one: this is Gen­tle­Spirit.

Mak­ing love to you is about the jour­ney and not the des­ti­na­tion. I love it and it’s won­der­ful, all of it, and I want to get lost with you.

And some­times we will get lost on the wrong side of town but I will feel safe because I know you won’t let any harm come to me. Other times we will get lost and dis­cover the most beau­ti­ful parts of each other and we will be in awe at the raw beauty we see.

But the most impor­tant thing is that we take this jour­ney together, hold­ing hands until we finally reach our ulti­mate des­tiny. I love you.

I love you too, girl.

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Hum­mer

GentleSpirit’s first hum­ming per­for­mance was like a dream come true.

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Top Ten Awe­some Inventions

Can’t remem­ber the last time I saw a com­mer­cial. I feel won­der­fully unin­formed about cur­rent pur­chas­ing trends and I no longer know way too much about fem­i­nine hygiene products.

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Brat­tySpirit

With­out tak­ing my eyes off the road, I flung out my right arm across her chest and found her right nip­ple and tweaked it hard. A sur­prised yelp and squeal later, I had almost a whole minute of blessed silence. After that, she was much more soft and pliant.

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No Pres­sure

That day, the girl with the smil­ing green eyes walked around with my seed on her breath, smug like the cat that had swal­lowed the prover­bial canary.

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Q: How Do You Process Mak­ing a Con­sen­sual, Will­ing Part­ner Really, Truly Suffer?

We are danc­ing on the edge of rea­son here; the deeper she sinks into the pri­mal and the ele­men­tal, the deeper she draws me in as well. And I don’t want to push her off the ledge. I want to leap into the void and pull her along with me, hold­ing hands as we descend.

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Wine­glass Make-​Out

Blush­ing and ring­ing laugh­ter in response to com­ment on mak­ing out with wineglass.

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Cut­ting off Con­tact as Pun­ish­ment Method

A fun­da­men­tal respon­si­bil­ity for us, the dom­i­nants in our rela­tion­ships, is to exer­cise judg­ment and to do The Right Thing even if it might go against our own preferences.

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Reg­u­lar Programming?

Sigh. I miss writ­ing.

I used to be good at it, really I did. Writ­ing used to be an escape into a warm, emo­tional womb that recharged me and made me a bet­ter man. And now, even writ­ing these para­graphs feels like pulling teeth.

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Enter the Sadist

“I feel like I’m rap­ing you,” I growled/​sighed into her ear. She responded by becom­ing com­pletely limp for a few heart­beats until I resumed stab­bing her, rain­ing white-​hot sparks of pain over her ass and in her mind.

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Damn Endor­phins; Where Are They?

“What do you mean? Does that hurt?”

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This Is Not An Equal Relationship

This is not an equal rela­tion­ship. We are not the same. You belong to me and I belong with you.

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Crazy Meanie

“You’re a… you’re a crazy meanie,” she whined incred­u­lously while pro­tec­tively clutch­ing her breasts. And then she gig­gled, her green eyes sparkling with delight.

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Hurted

She said in a lit­tle voice, “That hurted. You hurted me…”

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Q: What are Your Sexual/​Relationship Goals For the Next Chap­ter of Your Life?

The lady may ques­tion her san­ity at the time, but when every­thing is said and done, she should shyly, or not so shyly, ask when we can do it again.

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My Thumbprint On the World

Ram­bling about the Ele­men­tal Con­nec­tion and Dreamwalker House.

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It’s No Longer Com­pli­cated: Series Finale

We will be resum­ing reg­u­lar pro­gram­ming shortly.

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It’s No Longer Complicated

I am a widower.

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How to Wash an Angel

Show her that there is a fourth way to pen­e­trate her…

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