4/16/2024 10:54:41 AM: I don't know why, but I really have thing for Hispanic men. But seriously I am not going to install a billion different apps so you can speak with me, so dont ask. Your options are either message here, or fetlife, or over on Literotica or wattpad. Honestly if you don't care about the worlds I create, and my writings we probably don't have a lot to unite us.

1/15/2024 7:43:17 AM: Today my second novel is now trending at 20 in the wastland category on Wattpad, what a fabulous new year it is for me! Like my stories, wanting more? On Wattpad Avarice Desperation Valley book 1 and book 2  I am on Literotica I am Lidias_Secret_Garden there Or writing dot com Profile there is Xonereth   Alternatively you can go to fetlife Lidiapoet there and the direct links will take you to those sites.

1/14/2024 5:19:40 PM: I am so excited today my novel was trending 16th in the wastelands category on Wattpad!

1/10/2024 10:32:17 AM: If you really want my attention message me on fetlife! Lidiapoet there! No I will not send you photographs, no I will not email you. Go to Fetlife! Photos are there for friends! With all the censoring of words I can't write to you all here, thank you. If you won't go there don't complain! Find my stories here https://literotica.com/stories/memberpage.?uid=7579665

12/18/2023 9:51:01 AM:  Copyright ©2023 By Lidiapoet   I lay face down on the cold cement floor, the floor impregnated with my own blood, from events of torture I have endured, both past and present. This day is different though, and marks a turning point in our relationship, as at last, you the master, strive to give to me your slave, the ultimate expression of love.    The pain is intense I am sick with it, it is so pure and defined, I fight to stay coherent, to stay here in this place. It would be so easy, all too easy to close my eyes and stop, and let the blackness take me, take me away. Now I have reached this pinnacle of my testing, the ultimate expression of love.      My blood runs in red rivers over my torn flesh, and drips sluggishly on to the floor, the cuts are many and deep in places, and I shake as I attempt to control my fear and pain. You have witnessed this many times before, and marvel at my resolve and self control. But this day is different as you have at last applied at my insistent behest, the ultimate expression of love.    Only a few minutes before, when I had been healthy and whole, you my master had showed it to me, the whip of my hearts desire, as you had on many occasions before. I was drawn to it like a moth to a flame, and unbeknownst to me in my morbid fascination your hands shook as you opened the box for me to sight it's magnificence, as you prepared yourself to administer despite your misgivings the ultimate expression of love.     I had looked on it long and lovingly, coiled like a deadly serpent, filled with shining promise of doom, you my master almost seemed not to exist, as my eyes caressed, and my flesh prepared to taste after what has seemed an eternity, the ultimate expression of love.    You did not chain me this time, you did not flinch, as you took the deadly razor whip from its box, knowing what it might cost, knowing we may never be the same. As you willed the spirit of Shinigami to possess you, and grant you the true desire, and the strength to inflict on me your slave, the ultimate expression of love.    The much longed for event, was over in just minutes, minutes of pure ecstatic pleasure and agony entwined, as the blades tore my flesh cutting deep, tearing at our souls, scarring us both forever. I collapsed to the cool of the floor, a relief in stark contrast to the heat of my pain, in my mind the only thought, can I survive the test. You throw the whip from you savagely, seeing it's damage, harshly to the floor. In your mind the only thought, can you survive what it is you have done to your trusting and loving slave. This for us both, the ultimate expression of love. Lidiapoet fetlife.