All I need are some tasty waves, a cool buzz, and I'm fine
I wrote it alone, for him, to interest him, to please him, to occupy him. I wasn't young, nor particularly pretty. I needed something which might interest a man like him.
A truly submissive woman is to be treasured, cherished and protected for it is only she who can give a man the gift of dominance.
O felt that her mouth was beautiful, since her lover condescended to thrust himself into it. . .
Lovers and mystics are familiar with this sense of grandeur, this taste of joy - in abandoning oneself to the will of others.
A man in love. . . is the master, so it seems, but only if his lady friend permits it! The need to interchange the roles of slave and master for the sake of the relationship is never more clearly demonstrated than in the course of an affair. Never is the complicity between victim and executioner more essential. Even chained, down on her knees, begging for mercy, it is the woman, finally, who is in command. . . the all powerful slave, dragging herself along the ground at her master's heels, is now really the god. The man is only her priest, living in fear and trembling of her displeasure.
To love is to live on the precipice.
Listen to your Own Heart Concerning the Path you Wish to Travel.
We are not free to use today, or to promise tomorrow, because we are already mortgaged to yesterday.
read widely, not in order to copy someone else's style, but to learn to appreciate and recognize good writing and to see how the best writers have achieved their result. Poor writing is, unfortunately, infectious and should be avoided.
My biggest fear ever is to be involved in a plane crash, so when that happened. . . well, I'm just thankful to be alive! I'm just grateful to be here at all.