"Don't stop... Please, don't stop", I beg. "Please don't stop, please don't stop." He mocks my plea, his voice pinched and forcefully high. "Please don't stop. Pathetic" he growls the last word, enunciating each syllable. My blood heats as he pushes and pulls and twists harder with every word. The sound of his mocking voice … Continue reading Good Night. Good Girl.
They say it over and over- You just seem so independent. (You never ask for help)You're a strong woman.(You're maybe a little cold) But you're such a control freak.(Everything has to be done your way)Why would you let a man treat you that way?(Why do you like being bound, beaten, and degraded like that?) They're … Continue reading Sub Space