Expression Stories

Still no message Looking longingly at the screen Wondering why you have not messaged me Will you message me, if not, why not Have I upset you, do you no longer want me   Still no message I try to distract my mind There must be something else I can do Could turn off the phone, no I might miss it   Still no message Should I message you, should I go first Would I appear desperate, would you even respond My mind is full of do...

I used to feel safe when you held me,Now all there is left is anxiety. The tears that flow aren’t from a hard spank,But because your affection for me has shrank.  I cannot win, even when I try.I end up useless in your eyes. Bruised and battered, a fuckdoll brokenFrom devastating words you’ve chosen.  There is little thrill, instead there’s fearOf what you’ll do to me here. I don’t want to stay, I don’t want to go.I miss t...

A short poem. Been quite active in the submissive aspect of my personality, but it seems it had a cost I wasn't expecting and this is an expression of that feeling.   Fingertips down my spineThen tracing softly downIn a continuous swirling lineOut to my arms. Fingers laced, hand in handHeads on pillows, softer stillQuiet moments in simple silence A kiss against my lipsAnd my foreheard for a job well doneExhaustion soaks m...

I went all inI showed you my handNo feelings were hiddenYou now know where I standI exposed my heartNow how do I showI feel I have no way leftTo display what you knowMy love is bursting outMy heart is ready to singBut how else can I showWhen I’ve done everythingI’ve kissed you with passionI’ve said all I couldIt feels like there should be moreThough I know you understoodI feel I’ve ran out of waysTo show you my loveThough...

It is the hourWhen from the boughsThe nightingale’s high note Damn it! Oh god! That’s Byron (I say)The words are not mineIt sounded so goodI thought it inspired Now I’m depressedI need something newTo express how I feelSince I met you Yet each time I writeAnd think “that sounds cool!”Turns out it’s somethingI studied in school I’ll try it againBreathe deep and stay calmLet my mind work its magicImagination, come on Callin...

You return home from work a bit tired. You literally storm in through the doors. I am reading a magazine lying in bed as you walk in. A quick, brief smile exchanged. You come directly at me and climb over and across me, throwing your legs across my crotch. I say, “Wow baby, what’s happening?” And you say, “I want you to fuck me.” Nothing else – shooting straight – just telling me to my face “I want you to fuck me.” I laug...