It is quiet, there is no violence, no urgency. I am working on him, moving him into position, manipulating limbs, pulling and pushing at him. He starts to sweat, the moisture collecting between his shoulder blades, I continue to gently put pressure on him, he moves very little unless I tell him to, a tiny shift, a rolling of muscles.

I check his face, his eyes clear, his breathing even, his forehead beaded with sweat, … Continue Reading

Moments are swimming about in my head… your face open in anticipation when I move in to kiss you; your ‘oh my god’ after I stop you breathing and breathe for you; your expression when I fuck you face-to-face; your eyes when you are endorphined and struggling to focus; your delighted laugh when my coming makes me laugh with the sensory overload; the sounds you make when I hurt you and then hurt you some … Continue Reading