According
to Mary

You are here

Because I know what you want.

you want freedom.

you want liberation.

Relief from the weight that burdens you.

Invisible, and yet a constant dull ache.

Here,

With me,

you shed the baggage.

Deep.

Cathartic.

Release.

A calling.

A deep yearning.

you cannot ignore.

Naked.

Vulnerable.

The clock says 15 minutes.

I sit you in front of it.

As I contemplate what art I will create on you today.

you, my blank canvas.

I paint you how I desire.

I torment you as I choose my tools in front of you.

you are wondering in anticipation.

Fear.

Nerves.

All of it.

I draw you out over my easel.

The base layer.

Applied by hand.

A pleasant pink base for today’s canvas.

you surrender to my artistic vision.

you have no choice.

In this moment, you are my creation.

And you,

Must suffer for me.

And take what is given to you.

Because you are so devoted.

To me.

More and more,

you lose your identity.

Free to be.

Simply existing.

The cane, my paintbrush

Glides across your skin.

Soothing and electrifying.

Every stroke.

Takes you deeper and deeper.

To the release you desire.

50 shades of raw flesh.

I cannot help but admire how pretty you look.

And,

As the last stroke is applied.

We both know that this moment will live on.

you feel the aliveness pulsing through your body.

Having taken the pain.

you feel renewed.

Not only did you take it.

For me.

you became a better person for it.

For you.

you kiss the cane.

you thank me gratefully.

– Written after a session with a dear submissive yesterday, sub ‘a’. TY for the co-creation.

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