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Waiting For The Night
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Has it really been so long since I posted here? I guess so.
There are many things that I think about during the course of this existence. The thoughts that linger, though, are the ones where I am reminded of how lonely this life is. I crave physical contact.
Of course, the easy go-to is sex. Fucking. Eating pussy or getting my cock sucked. But, really, I’m not overly horny. Plus, there is some associated pressure on getting a hard-on when the last few times I had sex (like over a year and a half ago) I couldn’t even maintain an erection. My wife simply does not excite me. Not even remotely.
The thing that I miss is simply body contact. Kissing. Holding hands. Companionship. Laughter.
My life has none of these things. I am married and I have no relationship with my spouse whatsoever nor do I want one. There is nothing about her that makes me want to spend time with her.
There’s nothing you can do to make yourself love someone. There isn’t anything conscious about attraction or desire.
So what do I do? I live for my kids. I give myself distractions. I drink.
I wait for the end to come.
Love Is Blindness by U2
Love is blindness
I don’t want to see
Won’t you wrap the night
Around me
Oh my heart
Love is blindness
In a parked car
In a crowded street
You see your love
Made complete
Thread is ripping
The knot is slipping
Love is blindness
Love is clockworks
And cold steel
Fingers too numb to feel
Squeeze the handle
Blow out the candle
Love is blindness
Love is blindness
I don’t want to see
Won’t you wrap the night
Around me
Oh my love
Blindness
A little death
Without mourning
No call
And no warning
Baby…a dangerous idea
That almost makes sense
Love is drowning
In a deep well
All the secrets
And no one to tell
Take the money
Honey
Blindness
Love is blindness
I don’t want to see
Won’t you wrap the night
Around me
Oh my love
Blindness
On Cock Worship
An anonymous follower submitted this picture of herself. I love getting photos like this, because they demonstrate the joy a girl experiences while worshipping her Dominant’s manhood.
As I have noted – cock sucking is elevated in a BDSM relationship. Many girls have previously considered this an obligation, often performed as an appeasement to a man who is willing to plead or otherwise manipulate his way into receiving “a blowjob”. They also feel an imbalance between giving and receiving pleasure.
Here, on the fringe of darkness, cock sucking is not an obligation in any sense of the word. It is a joy, an expression of love, and a place of refuge for a girl. There are few pleasures more satisfying for a Dominant than to have his girl on her knees before him, or stretched out between his legs on the bed, worshipping his cock.
This does not happen by chance. A proper Dominant takes the time to know his girl and her body. He explores her erogenous zones and will often reward good behavior with orgasms and sexual stimulation in ways she has never experienced. I suspect there are many submissive heads nodding in agreement with my statement.
As Dominant learns his girl’s joys, he reaches deep within and draws our her sexual hunger. He strips away her armor, peels back the layers that cover her underlying erotic essence, and frees her to her own desires.
This erotic emancipation is very powerful. Properly motivated, a girl hungers for her Dominant’s cock and salivates in anticipation. She no longer feels obligated. She feels driven. She feels incomplete in service to him until she can take him into her mouth, show him how much she loves and appreciates his cares, and how much she yearns to please him.
And she is the one who now begs. She is the one who implores her Dominant to feed her his cock. And she will spend hours in a blissful state, pleasing him, if she is allowed.
There is no more touching and intimate sight to behold than a girl worshipping her Dominant’s cock. Thank you to my follower for allowing us to view your intimate dance on the fringe.
Source: Dancing on the Fringe of Darkness • On Cock Worship. An anonymous follower submitted….
My Wife Is A Psycho
Completely. I don’t know what the hell is going through her head sometimes.