A night creature

Crept into my dreams

His fingers yielded darkness across my skin

Teeth nipping at the life pounding through my veins

As I tossed and turned in lucid dreams

Reaching for him in the dark sea of cognizance

Escaping reality as he pulled me up over the horizon

Of heaving travesty

Slow decay, made slower by his ministrations

Every caress of his tongue, every contour

An explosion of ecstasy

Mounting and invading a willing city

Slick with evening dew of desire

How deep, how complete the submission

Until he partook of me

The predator consuming the prey


Iron fingers

A grasping collar

Of hard desire



What is yours


I am amongst the blankets

Twisting in your grip

Adrenaline and wetness



Flesh and bone


I’ve a rod, punishing

A breast here, a thigh there

Pushing between, deeper than deep


Give to me your cruelty

And you may seize my heart


I imagined you by the sea

Shells tangled in your vermilion foam hair

A delicate salt

Crusted in beautiful whorls

You bent, vulpine, into the tide

Bare to the elements

In all of their savagery




Your maiden legs spread wide

Poseidon forcing himself between

Primal energy

Endless craving for replication

Sacred reproduction

In his ceaseless sway

Deep invasion

Your orgasm ran against the sea beds

Shaking the furrows of the deep

Making the kraken curl and uncurl

Blood lusty at the red taint upon Poseidon’s waves

How sweet that virginal sacrifice

Violently taken

That a dream, edged with nightmare

I was abashed to tell




If you’ll be my God

I’ll rest on your cross

Squirming, stripped, open to you

Unholy filling of the spirit

Make me worship you

Tongue and lip

Hip and thigh

I’ll give it all

To your caresses and abuse

To a flagellation that leaves me gasping

A penetration that is never enough


Oh, be my God

My one and only


Find your way under my skin

Needles and pins

I avow my blood to you

Give me pain that is pleasure

Trust that is inhuman

Then take me to the top

Fingers like the seismic movements of the earth

A mouth pressed to the mountains and curves of my flesh

Until I tremble and cry

A joyous release


Oh, be my God

My one and only



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Stranger, have you got a penny for me?

A slide over Styx

Deepthroating death

In all his regalia

Shaking his skull necklace

With orgasmic fervor

My forever love

Cased in the remains of creation

A dark and fertile soil

To form me again



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Pain Slut, the Collection:Cover for Upcoming Book of Short Stories!

Dear readers, it’s almost here, my next book of dirty, filthy short stories! This is by far one of my favorites, and perhaps the darkest (for now). You know what they say, if you can’t find the stories you want to read, write them.

With the best wishes,


Stories included:

Better Person: A M/F short, which was honored with a brief feature in ERWA’s gallery!

Give Me What I Want: An M/F short story

Orion: M/M +

The Caning: M/F


Let’s face it, some of us are wired differently, some of us like pain. Come discover just how deep and beautiful the infatuation can be.


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