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... I crave hands, not batteries.
Teeth and breath, not plastic.

Have you ever touched yourself while talking to me?

I might have back when...
You could make me react without having to.

We did connect a bit.

Ya, just a little. ;)

Come crawl in my lap.

I would in a heart beat.

Why do I get the feeling you would do much of what I crave?

Is that a good thing or a bad thing?

You tell me... is it?
To me it is beautiful, but you knew that.

It's like I am supposed to... need to, want to...

I lay in bed sometimes and wonder about why I see you nude before me.

Come up with any answers?

Slave comes to mind when I allow it to surface...
How often to you feel that side of yourself?

Only ever when talking to one person in particular have I ever felt more slave than just submissive.

Is that what haunts you? That feeling of being a slave?

The connection that it would take to make me so.

I don't think you have ever said no to me.

Nope, not even when you said you would push me to my limits... and even beyond.

Would you ever say no?

I have no desire to say no to you.
...and I don't know why. I have thought about it a lot.


Did you let your mind wander today?

It does everyday.

What did you think on?

Little things throughout the day... wishing things were different.

Like touching, smelling, and feeling that connection...simple? You want to feel that collar don't you?

Yes. That is a pretty big hole inside lately.

Did you feel a little better doing as told last night? Even for a moment?

Yes, a little.

It's just not wanting to do, it's that need. To be what is needed.

It's not even just the submission alone.. it's the whole picture that I am needing... a connection I am craving, along with the physical presence and giving of myself... all of it. Each part is sitting before me separately... none of it fills the void alone.

Friendship, companionship, the feel of someone in the house that cares, letting go and accepting where you need to be, having someone that gives a damn about you...


Someone that values you... beyond anyone else.

Dammit, why do you always make me cry?

His eyes

Aria stole a peek with one eye. Shoes. He was still there... waiting. She could feel his eyes on her as she knelt at his feet. He hadn't said a word. He was just waiting, but he knew once she gained the courage to look into his eyes, she was his. For now, she could have her little streak of defiance, keeping her eyes squeezed shut, head bowed. She would look, sooner or later, she always did, and he was patient. Like many times before, she would turn her face to him, glancing at his face, his mouth, before finally settling her gaze on his eyes, and there she would stay... trapped. The courage would drain from her eyes to be replaced with a sweet simple pleading. A look he fed off of and would use to take her body to places she fantasized about in the deep dark recesses of her brain. He held her enthralled. Each blink of his eyes causing a momentary pause her life, like a little death, to be returned once those eyes held her again.

Hungry moods

I woke up hungry.

Hope I didn't wake you...

I'm okay, it will pass... always does. You are lucky you're not here.

Actually, I see it as I am unlucky I am not there.

You would be carrying the marks and feeling what I'd do to you for a while. I need to sleep I think.

Okay, my dear. I will try not to wake you again.

You are in a mood.

A mood?

I know I am, but you're in a touchy feely mood... a very submissive mood.

What makes yo say that?

Just what I felt.

I have been lately, yes.

Teeth raking across skin...

Yes, that and I want to lay my cheek on One's knee, a hand stroking my hair...

Is that all you yearn for?


Did you mean to wake me that way?

I did not mean to wake you, but I was thinking of you... ... was listening to music.

Kneeling and nude, wanting.

Yes, ...the wanting. have a way of turning that on full force... with your comments... questions...

I used to make you need to cum so easily.

Yes, you did.

I think I need to try and get my mind off taking you. ... I could dig my teeth into you though.

I need to sleep... ...cum for me tonight.

I will...

Good. I like that thought.


i am waiting...

claw your way in.
taste the sin of my desire for you.
rip apart the whole, discover my soul,
and feast your eyes on a heart that is true.
blood, sweat, and tears...
have been yours for years.
body, mind, and soul...
lost to your control.

do you dream?

Did you enjoy last night?

You were supposed to meet me the night before last...

Didn't you feel me?

If you thought of me as you started your day... I didn't get to bed until you were getting up.

I did think of you as I got up. I do most days actually.

You do?



You have such dreams...

What dreams?

You don't daydream of being with the one you love, feeling total submission? How many times have you felt it when you chat with me randomly?

Honestly, I think about it all the time... It's in my head constantly. It's hard being one who's nature needs balance walking around without her other half...

Hard to walk around like that... makes it hard to concentrate. I make it hard for you sometimes, I'm sure.

When you ask questions like that, yes you make it a bit hard.

a touch

...I didn't know you still thought of me in that way... Do I still wake you with those thoughts of hunger?

yes... You've crept back into my head quite strongly lately.

Have you dreamt of a wolf?

I don't remember my dreams... I know you were in my head when I went to bed last night... As I was falling asleep... I could feel you next to me... I was just waiting... wishing... for a touch.

Perhaps tonight you will feel it... chills... whispers... warmth.
I hope so...

Don't you feel me now?

Is that you... or just my mind playing tricks on me...

Depends if your shoulders and back of your neck feel warm... It should move all over.

It is always in my neck and shoulders... then down my back... my arms... up the back of my neck into my hair and curling up the side of my neck, across my cheek.

You woke up to this before... you felt me touching you so beautifully.

Like you were there, and I woke up a second too late...

I'll be with you tonight. I need to sleep my dear, but find me.

I will...


masterless, she wills her submission from you like a thief,
and unknowingly, you dominate her.
you push a little, she pulls with all her might.
like a dance you are led to lead and only she knows the steps.

she hangs on your every word,
reading lines between lines.
holding her breath,
and willing her flesh,
to feel the sting of your touch.

masterless, she holds her submission in her hands, a dying ember,
wishing for you to breathe her to life.

do you feel me?

I need to rip my teeth into flesh...

I am in a mood.

What kind of mood?

What do you feel?

Chills up the back of my neck...

What else? Do you feel my hunger? Does your body feel aroused?

My skin has that feeling... the second before someone touches you, that anticipation of knowing a touch is coming... the ever so slight shift towards the energy you feel flowing from the other hands... yearning for it because if feels so close.

Does it belong to just anyone?


Do you want more?

... you know I do.

take from me...

Did you fall asleep thinking about me?

I did. I went to bed thinking you have a bad habit of getting thoughts in my head and then disappearing on me.

Sitting there wiggling and thinking of nice things or did I take you back to those evenings when we talked on the phone and I got under your skin?

All the thoughts are jumbled together into a bigger picture now... the IMs, texts, calls...

What are you thinking now? Would you enjoy knowing I am laying in the dark nude?

I wish I was there... next to you.. feeling you breathe.

Tasting you. Hearing your heart. Dragging my teeth across skin. Releasing you beast.

Yes, yes, yes, and yes...

Would you release your Beast then?

It would leave marks on you. Force you to do things. Take you. Take your submission.

That's what I would be there for... for you, to do with as you please.

Could you keep the Beast at bay if I was there? My skin under your hands?

It would take a lot from you... you'd be the Beast's slave.

Could you keep it at bay if I was there?


I'd take from you. Taste your breath... your flesh... your blood... see how far I could push you... and then push some more. Break you.

Then if you could not keep him chained... the choice is already made.

You could not restrain him, and I could not stay away from you never knowing.

Perhaps you carry those scars from my beast already...

The memories of scars not yet inflicted.

Being able to touch you and your body instantly submits and readies for me.

Do you feel it? ....the clothes burn upon your skin.
If you could, you'd be nude right now.

I would be... yes.

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