a sweet, touching scene

this is all i could ever hope to need or want

perhaps one day i'll be permitted to give this to my Goddess ...

from; xPrincessDianaX profile @ Collar Space  

Aʟʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏғ ʜɪᴍ ᴡᴀs ᴛʀᴀᴘᴘᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏɴғɪɴᴇs ᴏғ ᴄᴏʟᴅ sᴛᴇᴇʟ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴏᴜɢʜ ʙʀɪᴄᴋ, ʜɪs ғᴀᴄᴇ sʜᴏᴠᴇᴅ ғɪʀᴍʟʏ ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ sᴏᴀᴋᴇᴅ ᴄᴏɴᴄʀᴇᴛᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀsᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ ғʟᴏᴏʀ ʙʏ ᴀ sᴏғᴛ ʀᴜʙʙᴇʀ sᴏʟᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ɴᴇᴇᴅʟᴇ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ ʜᴇᴇʟ. Hᴇʀ ᴇʏᴇs ɢʟɪsᴛᴇɴᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪᴍʟʏ ʟɪᴛ ʀᴏᴏᴍ, ᴍɪsᴄʜɪᴇғ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇsɪʀᴇ ᴅᴀɴᴄɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴛᴡɪɴ ᴠɪʀɪᴅᴇsᴄᴇɴᴛ ᴘᴏᴏʟs, ғɪɴɢᴇʀs ᴄᴏᴀᴛᴇᴅ ɪɴ ғᴏʀᴇɪɢɴ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ, ᴡʀᴀᴘᴘᴇᴅ ᴛɪɢʜᴛʟʏ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ʙᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜᴀɴᴅʟᴇ ᴏғ ʜᴇʀ sᴡɪᴛᴄʜ.

Hᴇʀ ғɪɴɢᴇʀs ᴛɪɢʜᴛᴇɴ, ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴋɪɴɢ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ɢʀɪᴘ ᴀs sʜᴇ ʀᴀɪsᴇs ᴛʜᴇ sᴡɪᴛᴄʜ ʜɪɢʜ, ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ʟᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ɪᴛ ᴄʀᴀᴄᴋ ᴅᴏᴡɴ, ʙʀᴇᴀᴋɪɴɢ ғʟᴇsʜ, ᴘᴏᴏʟɪɴɢ ғʀᴇsʜ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ᴀᴄʀᴏss ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴄʀᴇᴛᴇ. Sʜᴇ ʟᴀᴜɢʜs ᴀᴛ ʜɪs ᴄʀɪᴇs ᴏғ ᴘᴀɪɴ ᴀs sʜᴇ ᴘʀᴇssᴇs ʜᴇʀ ʜᴇᴇʟ ғᴜʀᴛʜᴇʀ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴏғ ʜɪs ʜᴇᴀᴅ.
Sʜɪғᴛɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ ᴘʟᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ʟᴇɢ sʜᴇ sᴛᴇᴘs ᴏғғ ᴏғ ʜɪᴍ, ʟᴇᴀɴɪɴɢ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴏ ᴡʀᴀᴘ ʜᴇʀ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅʏ ʜᴀɴᴅ ɪɴ ʜɪs ᴛᴀɴɢʟᴇᴅ ʜᴀɪʀ, ʟɪғᴛɪɴɢ ʜɪs ғᴀᴄᴇ ᴏғғ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴋɪss ʜɪs ғᴏʀᴇʜᴇᴀᴅ ɢᴇɴᴛʟʏ, "Gᴏᴏᴅ ʙᴏʏ."

Sʜᴇ ʟᴀᴜɢʜs, sʟᴀᴍᴍɪɴɢ ʜɪs ғᴀᴄᴇ ᴅɪʀᴇᴄᴛʟʏ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀʟʟ ʜᴇʀ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ, ʟɪsᴛᴇɴɪɴɢ ᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏɴᴇs ɪɴ ʜɪs ᴄʜᴇᴇᴋ ᴄʀᴀᴄᴋ, sɴᴀᴘ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʀᴜɴᴄʜ ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ғʟᴏᴏʀ.
Hɪs ᴠɪsɪᴏɴ sᴡɪᴍs, ʜɪs ᴍɪɴᴅ ғᴀᴅᴇs, ʜᴇ sʟɪᴘs sʟᴏᴡʟʏ ɪɴᴛᴏ sᴇɴsᴇʟᴇssɴᴇss.

this is the way W/we ...

She would of had me stuttering and drooling once i beheld Her untied tennis shoes. but, the coy, sly suggestion of me doing all Her laundry ... (gasp!) well, that would of had me fumbling, stumbling and grovelling ... absolutely down for the count for sure.

the more ...

actually, this is somewhat true for me. however, it seems the more i sweat during a session, 

the more pain She craves from me and the more i am required to bleed for Her. 

and believe me ... i do sweat profusely.

just a little reminder about aftercare

equally as important is to be sensitive to the feelings and the emotions of the Domme following a particularly physical session. my Goddess usually permits me to serve Her with a nourishing and steaming, hot dinner, which i dutifully prepared for Her, prior to O/our session.  i try to be available to Her and cater to Her whims and needs, even if She has beaten the everlasting crap out of me. i do so enjoy being of service to Her. my cup runneth over with Her bloody fists, and violent, rough play, but Her cup runneth over with a nice bordeaux, sangria or merlot. it is the least i can do to show my gratitude for Her vicious pummeling and sadistic beatdown.

one day ...

i'll be deemed worthy enough by She, who will take me by collar; ensnare and enslave my hurting heart, then beguile my longing soul.

i will belong to Her ... 

lovingly owned 

tidings of the season

i did not get to wish all my dedicated blog readers the best and all the happiness of the holiday season, so here is my "better late than never", little contribution from a masochistic submale's perverted, yet heavenly perspective.

or taking into account my Goddesses' preferences, the sentiment would be more akin to :

~season's squeezings!~

i hope a part of Y/your holidays were filled some degree of perversion. if not  ... then here is to a great new year filled with pain, peril and snuffed out delights. 

~sushichum~

I Am Woman - Helen Reddy (with lyrics)

this cool song is soooo powerful! it rings with absolute conviction and a commanding message! it may be dated and deemed old, but the words still speak volumes to this seeking submissive male.

roar my Goddess! roar with all Your might and put misogynistic "pigmales" on notice that today's women have the strength, numbers and determination to initiate concrete change and make it permanent.

patriarchy, Your days are numbered!

i love You my Goddess.
i ache to be near and to serve You.

 ~ with obeisance, and devotion ~Your pescado.