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Don't read too much into these. Just stories, words, waffle...
| 5 Apr 12 | What have you done to me? (19) | (6 Apr 12, 8:24 PM by Emmaline) |
| I'm not strong enough, I'm not. I wish I were but I'm weak. Weak and messed up and needy. I hate myself…I hate you more; at least I think I do. [more...] | ||
| 21 Mar 12 | A different kind of hurt (14) | (22 Mar 12, 11:08 AM by coquettish) |
| “Look at her, she looks amazing, doesn't she princess?” I look at the tall, leggy brunette at the bar. [more...] | ||
| 7 Mar 12 | Dirty little secrets (10) | (8 Mar 12, 4:15 PM by coquettish) |
| “I know you…” your words whisper into my ear from behind as the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. [more...] | ||
| 31 Jan 12 | A good day (6) | (1 Feb 12, 10:50 AM by coquettish) |
| I'm woken by your touch, like so many mornings but this time, your hands are gentle, soft and tender. Your fingers stroke my nipples delicately through the soft fabric of my camisole slowly, almost lazily. I blink my eyes open sleepily to see the room filled with sunshine. It's going to be a good day today, I can feel it. The sky is blue, not a cloud in sight and the world outside is peaceful, serene, the only sound of life is the birdsong filtering in through the open window. [more...] | ||
| 23 Jan 12 | Backwards (12) | (24 Jan 12, 11:09 AM by coquettish) |
| Backwards, backwards, everything's backwards – when did it become this way? [more...] | ||
| 16 Jan 12 | More (6) | (21 Jan 12, 11:25 AM by coquettish) |
| Why, is a question that has to be one of the most frequently asked. Why? Why did you do that? Why didn't you? Why me? Why not me? Why is it so? Why did that happen? Why do you treat me like that? Why are you leaving? Why do you stay? Why, why, why, why, why? Like the annoying child that constantly seeks answers to impossible questions and will never accept the 'because it just is' answer. [more...] | ||
| 12 Jan 12 | Tell me (11) | (14 Jan 12, 3:43 PM by jackvalentine) |
| We're lying naked in bed, the covers a tangled mess snaking around our legs. I'm content, floaty, satisfied, my mind empty of thoughts, concerns and the stresses of life. We've spent the entire evening here, in bed. [more...] | ||
| 2 Jan 12 | Never forget (16) | (13 Jan 12, 1:13 PM by coquettish) |
| I dip my toe into the scalding hot water that fills the tub and refrain from pulling it out. Instead I keep going until my foot is on the bottom. I repeat this with my other until finally; I lower my whole body down. [more...] | ||
| 31 Dec 11 | End of year waffle (2) | (31 Dec 11, 6:37 PM by coquettish) |
| Things I discovered in 2011, in no particular order. [more...] | ||
| 30 Dec 11 | The cold (5) | (30 Dec 11, 4:22 PM by dusted) |
| I'm not sure how long ago you left me here, on the cold, hard concrete floor. I can feel the goose bumps all over my body as I suppress a shiver. You'd brought me here blindfolded and stripped me at the door. You walked me into the room, pushed me roughly down onto my knees, your only words instructing me not to move, not even an inch. I listened to the sound of your footsteps echoing towards the door and the heavy slam of it shutting behind you. [more...] | ||
| 20 Dec 11 | The other side (7) | (21 Dec 11, 8:59 PM by lilybee) |
| I love you. I love you so utterly and so completely that I can't even begin to imagine a future without you. You are different; you're not like anyone I have ever met before. I didn't dare dream for a second I might meet someone that could not only accept my emotional sadism but someone who needed it too, someone who revelled in it. In the past, my desire to hurt the person I am with has diminished over time as my feelings have grown for them, not with you though. I want to hurt you more than I have ever wanted to hurt anyone. My ability for cruelty knows no bounds with you. I want to make you suffer, [more...] | ||
| 20 Dec 11 | Freedom (8) | (21 Dec 11, 10:47 AM by coquettish) |
| You slide in beneath the covers, I feel your eyes on me but I keep up my pretence of sleep. It's been three days now. Three long days of silence, both of us too stubborn to back down first and break the tension. You sigh and turn your back to me as you turn off the lamp and go to sleep. [more...] | ||
| 1 Dec 11 | Looking... (10) | (2 Dec 11, 4:29 PM by coquettish) |
| My hands are cuffed to the bed above me, the cold metal chilling my skin. Your eyes drink in my nakedness as your gaze travels slowly down my body. My ankles are bound to my thighs with rope. You stare deep into my eyes as you slowly push my knees apart. I will you not to look away from my eyes. I'm not embarrassed when it comes to you seeing me naked but I hate you inspecting me in detail. The thought of all of my flaws and imperfections available for scrutiny, your scrutiny, mortifies me. [more...] | ||
| 22 Nov 11 | Don't you ever... (10) | (23 Nov 11, 11:01 AM by coquettish) |
| I'm sitting in my favourite spot in the house, the window seat on the upstairs landing. My back against the thick stone wall, a variety of plump cushions scattered around me. It's my comfort zone, the perfect place to while away the hours. I can look out on the garden and countryside beyond. I have all the 'necessities' around me, everything a girl could need; laptop, phone, iPod, kindle, an oversized mug of coffee and an assortment of comfort food. Most of the time I sit here and read, losing myself in another's words, immersing myself in their world, occasionally coming back to mine when I catch [more...] | ||
| 19 Nov 11 | Understanding (8) | (20 Nov 11, 12:56 PM by coquettish) |
| My eyes are drawn to the flames in the fireplace. I watch, hypnotised, as they lap and lick and devour. All is silent except for the occasional crackle, hiss and spit of the fire. I can feel the rhythmical 'thud, thud' of your heart beating against my naked back and the heat of your breath on my ear. I'm wrapped in your embrace. I adore the feeling of being lost in your arms where nothing else exists, just the two of us, perfectly attuned, in harmony. Our world, the world we have created together. It's a world I could sink into forever, intense and beautiful and remarkably devastating. I lean my [more...] | ||
| 10 Nov 11 | Important things... (13) | (12 Nov 11, 3:25 PM by coquettish) |
| I walk into the living room, dropping my bag onto the sofa. I take in the sight that greets me, a chair positioned in the centre of the room, rope attached to the arms and legs. The chair is directly facing the large television, your laptop connected, ready to stream something, porn? [more...] | ||
| 6 Nov 11 | Disgusting (22) | (8 Nov 11, 12:19 PM by coquettish) |
| The door clatters in its frame as it slams shut behind you. [more...] | ||
| 27 Oct 11 | Intoxicated (12) | (28 Oct 11, 10:55 AM by coquettish) |
| I sink deeper, letting the steaming, hot water envelop my body. A shiver dances its way down my spine reacting to the contrast of the cold, hard enamel of the tub on the back of my neck. This has become my little, familiar post-play ritual. When I climb into the water I'm weak, spent, emotionally drained, pathetic…broken. I force myself to relive the event, desperate to feel again, to feel anything other than this numbness that cloaks my mind. I feel disconnected – my self-defence mechanism to your emotional cruelty. At first, just snapshots of the things I did for you, playing like a slideshow [more...] | ||
| 19 Oct 11 | Bruises (10) | (22 Oct 11, 10:37 AM by coquettish) |
| I'm one of those people that really do 'bruise like a peach'. I can't remember the last time when there wasn't at least one bruise somewhere on my body. It's not that I'm particularly clumsy, or at least, I don't think I am, it's just the way I am. I've always hated this, particularly as my legs seem to suffer the most and sporting blue/green bruises on ones legs when wearing a short skirt or dress really does affect the look. [more...] | ||
| 17 Oct 11 | They're just words (15) | (18 Oct 11, 12:05 AM by coquettish) |
| “You dirty slut” [more...] | ||
