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“She enjoyed his weight on her, enjoyed being crushed under his body. She wanted him soldered to her, from mouth to feet.”
— Anaïs Nin, Delta of Venus
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"Your peace doesn't require their understanding. Some truths are better felt than heard."
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More Than Flesh
Dominance and submission, more than kink-filled fucks, Not just bodies crashing, not thrusts driven by lust, It is the mind that burns, the soul that stretches wide, More than sweat, more than flesh colliding in speed, It is trust, it is peace, it is freedom inside.
Consent is constant, it is always clear, It is spoken, felt, in every word and touch, No force, no pressure, just agreement held dear, It is the bond, the power, the thing they must, It is the rule, the core, part of why they trust.
Spankings or pain’s twist, not square with all, Pain is a choice, not a requirement to fulfill, Unless it is wanted, then turn that sting, Into a fire, an orgasm that takes wing, Transforming hurt into pleasure, night and day.
The right dominant calms the storm inside, They are the anchor, the steady hand, They clear the clutter, ease the weight, Help the submissive’s mind reset, recalibrate, Where surrender becomes the safest land.
A dominant finds joy not in power, but in leading, To see the submissive grow, to see them rise, To help them bloom, to witness their flight, To be fulfilled in the trust, the act of guiding right, To know that their steps have cleared the skies.
The union is sacred, a bond untold, Dominance and submission, a truth to behold, Not bound by chains, but by trust and need, The dominant leads, the submissive to heed, A consented connection, strong and steadfast.
© 2024 Edward Volkl
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