Invisible Sex
Surreal Totem
The totems we carve are not objects; totems are ourselves. Shaped by desire. Your body is the only story I want to tell.
Unseen desire
It’s not yours. You would love it to be, but you’d rather just watch. That is your thing. Your pathetic penchant for humiliation.
Not Yours
It’s not yours. You would love it to be, but you’d rather just watch. That is your thing. Your pathetic penchant for humiliation.
Endless Tubes
I still have these bizarre, endless dreams of long, penetrating tubes. From the book The strange life of Dr Sissitrix aka Sin-Pods.
In the Darkness
“Look but don’t touch. Touch but don’t taste. Taste but don’t swallow.” What shame is abou? What is there too look at? Into darkness.
Late Night
Come here slave, bow down in front of your Mistress. You will always be weak for a pair of boots. That mischievous, vintage leather.
In the Eye
Come here slave, bow down in front of your Mistress. You will always be weak for a pair of boots. That mischievous, vintage leather.