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Altar

 

In his dark

D/s religion

she does not know

if he has placed her

atop a pedestal

or laid her

upon an altar

and whether she

is a goddess

or a sacrifice.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Not new but sometimes true

Art by Omar Ortiz

 
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Posted by on January 17, 2020 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry, Still Life

 

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In my blood

 

Looking at you

it is impossible

not to see you

on your knees

naked and tied.

 

I cannot help it.

It is in my nature.

It is in my blood.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by William Oxer

 
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Posted by on January 16, 2020 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry, Still Life

 

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Dark Priest

Dark Priest

 

I will be your dark priest.

You will confess your most intimate, most sensual,  most erotic, most sexual desires.

You will confide your deepest hidden sacred secret wishes,

your yearning, your lust, your longing.

You will tell me your wildest darkest decadent fantasies.

I will make them pure.

I will make them holy.

I will make them real.

I will give them flesh.

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Originally written this time four years ago. But I do like it.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Photograph taken from Pinterest. Provenance unknown. Please let me know if yours and I will credit or remove.

 
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Posted by on January 2, 2020 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry, Still Life

 

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Nature or nurture

She asks herself the question over and over again.

How could he tell from a photograph, a handful of posts, a dozen seemingly innocuous online messages?

What was it about her that had made him so certain, so confident, so sure?

How can he write himself into her head, into her heart? How can he read what she is thinking? How can he see so deep inside her? Every secret. Every wish, Every desire.

And how does he make her body react in the way that it does? Sometimes despite herself.

And where did this overpowering urge to please him come from?

Is it her nature?

Or his nurture?

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I first wrote this six years ago – the question is sometimes asked

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Fabian Perez

 
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Posted by on December 28, 2019 in D/s, Poetry, Still Life

 

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I call myself Dominant

Arcade card

 

I call myself ‘Dominant’ because it best describes my sexual orientation, my desire to teach, nurture, protect and direct – and also my tastes and desires – in way that is straightforward and unequivocal.

It is not because I expect you to fall gratefully to your knees and call me Sir.

It simply does not work like that.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art from a vintage postcard – origin unknown

I first posted this four years ago because the arrogant posturing, words, attitudes and expectations of many online wannabe ‘Doms’ made me laugh. They still do.

 
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Posted by on December 22, 2019 in D/s, Still Life

 

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Blessing and a curse

 

Art by Loui Jover

There are a hundred reasons.

Perhaps more.

Why you might long to be sexually owned.

Some might keep you awake at night, clenching your thighs with dewy desire.

Some might be so dark you can barely tell yourself, let alone confide in someone else

Some might have you desperately wishing your lover understood the nature of your need.

Some might have you scouring the internet for images of restraint. pleasure and pain.

Yet one thing is certain.

If it is true, and raw, and deep.

If it is an ache and a longing that seems to have been there even before the budding of your breasts.

If it is a yearning that leaves you breathless, desperate and wet contemplating its almost holy fulfilment…

Then the wanting will never, ever leave you.

No matter how hard you try to drown its insistent voice.

Or how often you indulge its persistent power.

It is a blessing

and a curse.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Louis Jover

I wrote this time of year five years ago. I thought it might stand another airing

 
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Posted by on December 20, 2019 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry, Still Life

 

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Her secret

art-by-marcos-beccari

It is her secret.

It always has been

Ever since she can remember. The longing. The desire. The ache.

A deep sexual yearning to lose control. To abandon her free will to the pleasure of another.
And in doing so find her own glorious, magical, delicious release.

Sometimes, in her private moments and when she allows herself, she has the scenarios in her head. Scripted and endlessly rehearsed, she plays them in a bold, burning, breathtaking loop. Fantasies and fetishes that leave her wasted and wet as she allows them to wash and lap over her.

Other times it is a jumble of words and images, of instruction and discipline, obedience and compliance.
Of being watched.

Of her body being used and pleasured. Stroked and caressed, kissed and pinched, slapped and whipped, licked and scratched, nibbled and teased.
And of being restrained.

And of fingers, and lips, and toy after toy. And his tongue and his cock. All used expertly, creatively, unrelentingly,

She has told no one

Until now.

Until him.

It is their secret

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Marcos Beccari

I wrote this five years ago. And I thought ‘why not post (yet) again for those who were not reading me then?’ I hope regulars can excuse the indulgence.

 
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Posted by on December 7, 2019 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry, Still Life

 

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Something about you

 

There is something

about you

a quality

an intelligence

a wit

a generosity

of spirit

even more compelling

even more adorable

even more desirable

than the exquisite beauty

of your bone

and muscle

and of your hair

and skin.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Written a couple of years ago and posted again – because there is something about you ….

Art by Santiago Carbonell

 
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Posted by on November 28, 2019 in Poetry, Still Life

 

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She fears

 

She fears

if she tells him

what her heart wants

what her mind needs

what her body craves

what her soul desires

she will always

be his slave.

 

She fears it

and yearns for it.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Not a new post. But oh, she fears it.

Art by Andy Qian

 
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Posted by on November 13, 2019 in D/s, Poetry, Still Life

 

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She is drawn

 

She is drawn

to my dark religion

reads my words

like they are holy

and feels

a heavenly ache

between her thighs.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by William Oxer

 

 
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Posted by on November 10, 2019 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry, Still Life

 

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