1 Mar

This is perfection. Absolutely poignant writing. Far too powerful not to share.

A Faded Romantic's Notebook


It began like any other game.

She had read his words. The heady mix of romance, ropes and respect.  Of dominance, decadence and desire. Of longing, lust and leather.  Of sex, service and submission.  Of poetry, pain and pleasure.

It was an attractive, compelling and perhaps dangerous drug.

Yet she knew she could handle it.  The geographic distance would keep her safe.  The lack of a physical connection would be an antidote to its power.  The absence of the carnal would diminish its dominion.

She placed the collar about her throat.  She could feel the urgent pulse in her neck whispering a warning. She smiled bravely into the eye of the camera.

She could control it.

But now she aches.  A deep, persistent hunger that cannot be satisfied by fingers or phallus.

The geographic distance has become her prison, the lack of physical connection is her torturer, the absence of…

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  1. littlekaninchen March 1, 2013 at 1:50 pm #

    Isn’t this the hottest! I asked Sir.. Where to find this art.. He didn’t respond.
    I would love this above my fireplace…

  2. Romantic Dominant March 1, 2013 at 2:00 pm #

    I am honoured by the re-blog – and Little Kaninchen – look at the bottom of the post and you will see the link. Smiles

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