Category Archives: Sadism

Stripes

She begged to be marked. Pleading, tears rolled down her cheeks, black trails. I barely knew her, just that she was married, unfulfilled on some level. Maybe guilty about some past transgression, or missed her daddy who used to beat … Continue reading

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What make me a sadist?

What makes me a sadist? That’s a question I ask quite often. I guess I’ve always been somewhat of a sadist, and a touch of masochist. In the life they might call me a soft switch with a heavy trend … Continue reading

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