Dear Pussy, Does it bother you that I sometimes call you a cock? Do you feel misgendered?? Or do you feel seen as the penetrating power you can sometimes be?? Dear Pussy, Is the reason why you are so wet all the time because you’re crying? I imagine it must be so lonely. If my heart feels lonely, you must feel it too, right? I wish I could find someone worthy of us, my Power, I truly do. Dear Pussy, I wonder, what other w...

It’s okay to want your dick sucked It's okay to want your dick It's okay to need your dick sucked It's okay to need your dick. Can you see your dick in your mind How it feels to hold it, and say that’s mine? Yes, go ahead stare at it, touch it, stroke it. Do you feel that? Yes, that’s called euphoria. It's okay to cry Please cry for me, you big brave boy Please cry for me, you smol strong soul. Everything you are, let it...

09:42 AM (in bed) Morning light seeped through the curtains, casting a soft glow on the bedroom. Adam lay awake, his gaze drifting to his wife, Olivia, who slumbered beside him. She looked serene, her chest rising and falling with the steady rhythm of sleep. But instead of warmth, Adam felt a chill settle in his bones. "Olivia..." he whispered. Olivia stirred, her eyes fluttering open slowly. "Hmm?" she murmured. Adam hes...

Long- Hard - Soft- Warm - Thick - It feels so nice inside. So nice to taste. Or to hold and touch. They make me smile. Whether they are made of flesh or silicone, glass or drawn as art, or imagined in my mind... Is there something wrong with me that I am hopelessly an acolyte to the Phallus? No. I am a cock worshipper. They give life just as much as the cunt does, simply without pain. I love everything about them. How the...

I was sitting at my desk and failing to complete an essay while listening to my flatmate getting fucked. Whoever made these shoddy student digs obviously hadn't spent much money on them. They were bland and ugly, they froze in the winter, and their walls were very, very thin. When Ash to my left watched TV on her laptop, I could make out the dialogue. When Rose down the hall played her music, I could hear every note of he...

At first, there was darkness. The kind of darkness that is absolute and oppressing, forbidding of contrast and all the more empty for it. In this darkness, layed a lump, oblivious and indifferent to its surroundings. A single ray of light pierced the darkness, like a herald to your glory. Suddenly, things inside the darkness took shape and the lump saw himself for what he was for the first time. Invigorated, the man stumb...

Why do I crave you so much? When you praise me my heart soarsWhen you hurt me I only want to make you proudWhen I please you, then I'm happy When your angry, then I'm sad.Give me what you will Take from me what you wantNever ask, never refrain, and never regretBrush my tears from my faceWith your beautiful smile.