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*** BDSM – Beautiful Dark Sensual Magic ***

**** Beautiful Dark Sensual Magic ****

I step out of the shower. Refreshed, clean, wrapped in a towel and ready for bed.

All of a sudden – I feel a hand over my mouth, his weight pressed up against my body pushing me up against the wall.

His piercing eyes looking down while he is towering above me.

“Fight and you´ll make it all way worse, young lady! You got me?!”

My eyes widened.

A massive wave of both incredible excitement and icy fear rushed through my body.

My mind shuts down.

My will and my body melting in his arms.

My muscles releasing all the tension I was still holding from the packed day that lays behind me.

I nod. I got him. Oh just how much I got him.

And just how much all of me desires more.

“Not one single sound, young lady!”

Nodding again.

He takes his massive hand off my mouth and picks me up as if I weight nothing.

He carries me over to the bedroom and throws me onto the mattress.

I can´t take my eyes off of him. Standing there in all his strength and power. Looking down on me. Just his eyes sending waves of pleasure and energy through my system.

“Take off that towel!”

I do as I am told.

Enjoying his eyes on every inch of my body as he appreciatively inspects what is his for the night.

He takes his time.

Making me wait.

Making me crave his touch.

Making me shiver in anticipation.

My eyes begging him to come over. Touch me. Kiss me. Take me. Do whatever but do it now!

“Close your eyes!” he says as he starts to unbutton his shirt.

Finally, endless seconds later, I feel the warmth of his skin getting closer and I know I am doomed for the night.

Accepting it all. Happily and willingly.

I am a strong woman. An emancipated woman. A very well capable of protecting and caring for myself woman. And we both know that. It would be no fun at all for him to do what he is about to do to me to a weak woman.

His power is a rare gift.

What he allows me to do is to let go – fully. What he allows me to feel is endless bliss and mindless ecstasy.

I am able to surrender. To give up control. To relax – my mind, my body, my soul. All. Of. Me.

I am a strong woman and it needs a man equally strong at least to help me surrender and let go.

I feel his weight pinning me down. Finally!

Every cell of my body is radiating ecstasy.

Every nerve is highly alert.

All of what I am is 100% on line in this moment.

There is no thinking, no wanting, no construction, no fighting, no will – just feeling – pure and almost innocent anticipation and excitement.

He knows my body – he knows my mind – he knows my spirit. He knows what I want and he knows that I would be disappointed when he would give it to me too soon.

He takes his time. Drawing an electric line with his finger from my neck over my breasts, my belly and down my inner tights.

Making me shiver and craving for more.

Ignoring the heat and the pulsating between my legs.

He knows exactly what he does.

I trust him endlessly.

And none of us would trust the other if we would pretend we are somebody or something else than what we are.

And what we are is full spectrum.

If we would suppress just one tiny bit of ourselves to obey the societal standards of how a man should treat a woman and how an emancipated woman should want to be treated by a man we would call each other liars and walk away.

But we found each other and we stay – at least for tonight – because we can open up and live our full ecstatic potential and our full spectrum with each other.

All of a sudden his hand grabs my throat and the other grabs my hair.

“Look at me!” he hissed.

I look at him. His eyes resting in mine – endlessly tender. It makes me want to cry out of pure love.

I know I am safe.

I know I am loved.

I know he will take care of me for the next hours.

I can let go. I can surrender. I can give up control.

I can be free when he holds me and catches me when I fall deeply into myself.

I know he will pleasure me endlessly and he will make me do the same for him.

No thinking, no questioning, no second guessing, no holding back, no games.

Just opening, surrendering, feeling, ecstasy, bliss and excitement.

I questioned myself long enough why I want this. Now I just accept. Everything he has to give. Happily and willingly. I made peace with myself. I made peace with my inner contradictory. I integrated all of what I am and all of what I am is sacred.

I am an emancipated, blissful, ecstatic, slutty, dirty, spiritual full spectrum woman in the arms of a loving, strong, emancipated, dirty, conscious full spectrum man.

What about you?!

Do you allow yourself to fulfill all of your desires?

Do you like the full spectrum from tender to rough?

Does a part of you judge this story?

2019-07-16T16:34:31+00:00

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