Ah the crack of whip on flesh, watching the rippers run through the skin is akin to the ripples on a pond when a stone is thrown in, the surface may go calm again but under the surface is forever changed.
What started off as a little bit of fun and perked curiosity has grown in to obsession, though my the size of my obsession is only matched by my pickyness of my subs. I never look for anything sexual from my submissive's and as soon as they ask its over.
Is it wrong for a woman to enjoy inflicting pain and someone who deems them self worthless, throwing them self at you, grovelling and twisting like a pathetic dog.
Then there are the posers, the people just looking for something to look at because "oh look at the freaks" these people need to be put in the stocks and given a real thrashing, the likes that no safe word will allow the pain to stop.
For now I will watch the ripples, knowing that I too am forever changed. |