The Mechanic
She was lying under a blue Honda and grasped onto the shaft of the steel tool she used on the car a client was to pick up in a few hours. It was a...
Author: DeviantSuccubus
Reaching Out – Why My Support System is Tiny
I think I am a hypocrite. I always tell people that it is important to reach out, that they need to expand their support system and that they need to take that leap of...
A Night Out
We had been out clubbing and dancing. A local goth club night. I had danced for hours. My feet hurt. But I was content. Content with myself, with the way I looked. So I...
Guitar Hero
This week has been incredibly fantastic and weird for me. I don’t usually go out and party anymore because my mental and physical health are a mess. But this week? This week I went...
Taboo Kinks – When You Get Shamed For What Turns You On
The specific definition of the word taboo is very subjective and hence is often based on judgment and societal pressure. That means that it is contextual: it depends on where you have grown up,...
Masturbation is Self-Care
You hear and read it everywhere. People are sharing their experiences from retreats and work-shops. Yoga weekends, mindfulness classes and spa weeks. That all sounds fancy pancy and is probably great for those who...
Looking Up
But if you could just see the beauty,These things I could never describe,These pleasures a wayward distraction,This is my one lucky prize. “Isolation” – Joy Division Want to see more sinful pictures? Kiss the...
Beautiful Stranger
I watched her from afar. Her beautifully shaped arm resting on the hard wood of the bar, her long elegant fingers embracing the short transparent throat of her glass. I could see dewy drops...
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