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About LornaDoom
I am a masochist, first and foremost. I'm not by any means a submissive in a public setting. I have my own mind, my own opinions and I speak them. I have a son who will always be first in my life no matter what. I'm a funny woman, I love to make people laugh and I love for people to make me laugh. I'm looking for something that might have the possibility of being long term but playing is always fun.
Being spanked and choked are the things I crave most. I'm adventurous but I do have limits. Feel free to ask me anything.
I'm a huge zombie flick fan, I play video games and I'm a comic book nerd. I'm just your average nerd girl with a naughty secret. I write for a blog called Breeding Discontent. There are 7 writers for that blog. Anything written by V-Rex is mine.
I'm honest and that means I will always tell you how I feel, whether it be positive or negative. I can be a very good girl but I'm known for being very rebellious. I need a strict but loving hand to keep me in line.
Websites http://veerexie.tumblr.com http://www.twitter.com/_Vaginasaurus http://www.breedingdiscontent.com http://www.getoffended.com
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The First Step
She hides behind her beauty, never really knowing what to say or how to act. She smiles during the awkward pauses beacuse that?s the place she feels most at home. All of that silence moving upon her like a second skin. He calls her beautiful and watches her eyes as they drift towards the floor. Hands nervously clenched by her side. She?s always wondered how she appeared through the eyes of others because all she can ever see are her dirty hands touching a face that refuses to shine. She kicks at the ground with her foot as he reaches out to touch her face. He slightly lifts her chin but her eyes remain low. Such an awkward thing she?s turned out to be. Always hiding behind a plastic smile placed sweetly upon her face. Raising her eyes, she looks deep into him and at that moment she knows everything is going to be okay. Unclenching her hands she removes the plastic from her face revealing the smile she?s kept hidden from the world. She smiles at him and takes his hand. Leaving behind that awkward girl she once was, letting the past fall behind. The first step towards Heaven.
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Flowering Winter
The familiar smell of winter lingers gently in the wind. Bronze and gold sway against a backdrop of grey. The sky seems less somber when it dances with the trees. Memories flow like a river left untouched by the frost. Flowering smiles bloom with angelic beauty. A warm touch seems almost too far away to feel. Then I stop to catch my breath, you were just a dream living within my memory of winter.
Velvet Skies
An abstract sun penetrates a velvet sky,
As the desert wind creeps up my spine.
Traversing No Man?s Land,
Where the Sun meets the Moon
And the animals all come to prey.
When the coyote sings a song of desperation,
You?ll know it?s time to run.
Once more,
The Sun turns away From a velvet sky. |
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In Flames
Night won?t stop.
Doesn?t settle into my bones,
The way that it used to.
A quiet wind walks softly
Upon the Willows.
Fades gently,
Like the last sigh of satisfied lovers.
Breaking at the wayside,
Silently it folds into itself.
Neglecting my desire.
My need to be recognized.
To be tangible.
A Waxing moon passes
From New to Full.
Illuminating the obscurities
That linger in the shadows.
No visible reflection
Upon my armor.
Anima in flames.
Dusk bleeds into Dawn.
Leaving it?s memory,
Pulsing beneath my skin
Still bruised by the night. |
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14th Floor
Lost in a crowed elevator, somewhere between the steel walls and undeniable success. The stale air invades my lungs like a soldier behind enemy lines. The man next to me talks loudly on his cell phone as if the person on the other end was almost deaf. He pretends to look at his watch while casually brushing against my right breast. He smiles to himself, to the victor go the spoils. The mind of a teenage boy hidden behind an Armani suit and an eighty dollar haircut. My tablet glued to my right hand, my pencil purposely hits the elevator floor. As I turn to scrape my dignity from the ground, I jab him with my elbow. Eye contact, I loathe this moment. The moment between two strangers when they realize the motives of the other. I smile timidly, as if saying I was sorry for taking one of his ribs. By the grimace spreading slowly across his face, I know he?s read the truth in my eyes. He ends his phone conversation before his stop and stares at me for a moment. A moment which I pretend to ignore. His mouth slightly ajar as if the words he?d found just didn?t fit through the opening. I could see his hand paused in mid expression, the sweat on his brow and the child beneath his skin. The doors open, he pauses then exits stage right. His thoughts are in motion and my story has a beginning. All of this before the 14th floor. |
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