We are drawn to repetition. We can watch the tide rolling for hours into shore. The clouds skittering across the sky. We can listen to the pulsing beat of bongo drums and are drawn magnetically...

The number one job of the dominant is to continually seduce consent from the bottom.

You’re giving me fucking consent to stalk you? Oh, slave…

Sandy’s was one of those places that made poor, white trash feel like high-class consumers. This was the kind of place you’d take your mistress to, but never your wife. Wives expected better. Mistresses were...

Like a Falcon, she needed the dark to understand who her master was. She would learn to trust him, to rely upon him, to anticipate what he wanted from her. And like any master with...

I’m happy to see that we’re stopping to eat some dinner, since we didn’t actually eat lunch today. Instead we just argued, I pouted, slapped him, bojo’d him, and then I came like a freight...

And I’m going to keep you.

Please excuse my partner. Words are his profession and it seems they have failed him this evening. I will apologize for not sharing our names, but this gentleman is Dexter.” He gestures to the dominant...

but not here. I want her punished in public, to make sure she remembers the lesson. Sean, pull in at the next layby will you…

Maybe I’ll leave you hard and aching for days, months, years. That’s how long I’ve been hard for you. Turn about’s fair play, dontcha think, Paul Guy?” (from Finding Eden Excerpt)

How far will you run, before you realize you’re not running away from me? You’re running to me.

Your back looks so pretty with my name written on it in those beautiful little welts. If you continue to be a good boy, I’ll kiss them all better when I’m done.

But I wasn’t done,” she pouted, no longer hungry for anything but him. “Yes, you were.””Yes, sir.””Lay down on your back.””Very yes, sir.

.. Avoid any Dom with a large ego. Do not mistake arrogance for confidence.

I won’t have people judging you because of this.

I’m not a gentleman, Faith.

Me,” he says simply.

Have you gone crazy?””Have you gone crazy, Master.

Yes, you are, aren’t you?

All I can feel is your cock inside me, as it slides slowly in and then outof me. You are powerful and imposing as you begin to pick up the pace.You have become the centre...

Part of me wants to make this boy bruise, bleed, and sob, and part of me wants to soothe him and care for him. The tipically complex yearnings of the kinkily queer.

He’s a steamroller in my life and I like to be laid out flat. I like his hands on my chest, pushing me down whenever my back turns to the span of a bridge. His...

I look at sex differently than most people. It’s an exchange, and it should be good for both parties. I don’t want you to spread your legs and let me have you because you want...

I get the feeling you’re going to push me to that point and I’m going to have to show you how far I’m willing to go to get what I want.” – Theoden from Embraced:...

That’s it? That’s all that happens after you topple from grace? We lose our rubies and rations?” Marshall smirked. “Woe is me.

Place thy foot upon thy slave,Oh thou, half of hell, half of dreams;Among the shadows, dark and grave,Thy extended body softly gleams.

Dominance and submission? This thing we’re doing? I don’t know so good how to explain it. Only how to do it.

I do not want to be the leader. I refuse to be the leader. I want to live darkly and richly in my femaleness. I want a man lying over me, always over me. His...

He lashed the belt against my ass again, and I was starting to feel like I was some supernatural being that was more than he was. He was just human, but I felt like something...

He’d seen when she began to panic, but he hadn’t offered comfort like other Doms or changed his plans. He’d just waited her out. She could hate him a little for that.

I’m going to give you pleasure so good you’ll forget your name… You’re going to think my name is Yes, God Yes, or Fuck Yes.

I concentrate intently on counting: hearing my voice break as the torment and torture builds; fingering myself intensely at his instruction. As we get past ten I slip up; overwhelmed by the sensations wracking my...

Are you going to cry when you hand your Evie Girl over to me? You never cry for me. I think I’d like to see it.

I was afraid that if I didn’t, you’d be killed or tortured, or we both would.”-Kathy Kulig, Red Tape

Pain is not the most important tool in Dominance and submission, yet it is a most worthy tool. Pain breaks down barriers and defences. And for intensifying the orgasm? There are few superior devices a...

Some men just can’t stomach the necessary steps it takes to make a good girl great.

I know, darling. Your body speaks to me in ways your mouth would never agree to confessing.

Let me show you…if you dare.

Most of all, kink comes up in my writing because that is, very simply, just the way the cat o’ nine tails flails. Any writer knows that there isn’t always an explanation for the behaviors...

Take this fucking thing off me!” he demanded. “Good morning to you too, Nick,” Damian said mildly. He unlocked the door without haste and went to his office, Nick dogging his every footstep.”Did you –?””I...

Papa, you were right. Love did come after security.

A little insecurity in a submissive wasn’t a bad thing, but her doubts shouldn’t be whether the Dominant cared.

Not happening, bud. I’m just that fucking good. I better go do some damage control. Don’t hurt any more subs. Pick on the big bastards. They may bite back, but their egos are delicate.

On many nights I have availed myself of these very gentlemen, in the adjoining room. Each time, I wondered if you might arrive and see me, as I took my pleasure, allowing their hands to...

He’s not a monster, he’s a teddy bear,” Eve said defiantly. “He’s my teddy bear. I don’t want you to hurt him. I want you to fix him.””There’s nothing to fix,” Danny said. “Paul’s not...

Those girls in the magazines are airbrushed and way too thin. The camera adds pounds so those girls are so skinny I wouldn’t be able to fuck them for fear I would break them. I...

A woman isn’t a whore for wanting pleasure. If it were unnatural, we would not be born with such drives.

Yeah, equal pay for equal work and our bodies ourselves and Gloria Steinem and all that jazz…but in that dusty dark little corner of every woman’s heart where we keep our maps of Tierra del...

I feel a deep sense of responsibility when I awaken a submissive. I know the imposters who prowl hoping to pounce on the untried.

The craft of a master is not imposing dominance, but winning submission.