Bend me over, beat me. Take what you want, how you want.
I know you’ll leave me better than you found me, covered in your essence.
Panting for more but also sated.
Your marks remain, long after your departure. Poking, prodding, stroking…
I’m right back there in my memories as you bend me over, beat me.
You took what you wanted, how you wanted.
I may have showered away your essence, but the marks…
The marks are here to stay, they’ll blossom and bloom over the coming days.
The memories burn bright as the colours develop.
I feel you on my flesh as your bruises evolve.
I’ll miss you when they’re fully healed, but for now…
I’m energised, refreshed, renewed.
I don’t get marked as often as I like, but that’s ok.
Wants vs. needs and all that.
I love the way that indulging in pain grounds me, energises me and sets my soul soaring. And pain is very much a need. Luckily, as I love running, I can satisfy my masochism through other means when permissions aren’t in place. Keeping the discomfort levels topped up means I don’t crave impact play, and this keeps me safe from potentially going too far without his watchful gaze.
I love that I can do this. That I can approach a ‘problem’ from a different angle. That I can find ways to meet my own needs when his focus is elsewhere. And I can bring about my own growth, even when life is too full to receive tasks and work hard for him.
Some people say to “think outside the box”, but I often wonder if there even is a box. If there is a box, do you know what I want? I want him to bend me over it and beat me, take what he wants and leave me with more marks.
Thank you for joining me for February PhotoFest 2023. This is my fourth time joining the month long celebration of erotic and sensual photography. If you’re enjoying it please do go and check out the previous years: 2019 was an incomplete month. I skipped 2020 due to not blogging at the time but 2021 was a joy to plan and complete, in spite of lockdowns. 2022 was a little more relaxed behind the scenes, but jam packed with pictures and memories I love.
From the story of how the barefoot sub became the woman she is today, to toy reviews, with a hefty dose of contemplation, a sprinkling of erotica and a LOT of nudity in between, you can be sure to find something to tickle your fancy at A Leap Of Faith.