He is a man made of confidence and steel, but He is also a human being made of flesh and bones. His skin feels and His heart beats. He'll never ask for it but He needs my gentle touch that heals His soul and takes away His doubts and fears. Let me touch Your face and run my fingers through Your hair as I kiss You. Let me hug and hold You tight so I can listen to what Your heart has to say. Now I see the spark coming back in You my King, because You know I'm Yours And You're mine...this is where we both belong, to each other. Let me show You that I'm proud to be Yours and to take care of You as You do take care of me. 💓🔐 ✒ Miss Ruby

You didn't save me...no one has saved me. The feeling of being utterly alone and no one to be around as they have used me...i can't forget. I've forgiven them but Fuck I can't forget. I can still feel the pain as they pound me...as they destroy my face, my body. They've made me their whore. I still hear the words:" so you want to be a brave little whore?" And they keep going. Gawd when does it end? Please someone help me, save me please. One pounds my cunt as the other sits on my shoulders to keep me in place. Now he's done and tells the other one " come on have a go. Use that whore!" He did. Reality had faded. I was numb, I was gone, i couldn't see. My eyes hurt from the beatings...i have just seen stars and heard voices. He gets close again after they've had their way with me and used me " now you're the brave little whore you wanted to be!"

That all consuming kiss that truly means something. Sharing it with the special someone you can’t get out of your head, so that when your lips finally do touch, it’s electric, cosmic. You feel it everywhere. They stir your emotions, your heart, your very soul. When you find that right person that kiss truly is everything… All consuming, earth shattering, epic! In that moment it’s undeniable that your soul has found it’s mate, you are home. ✒ TLIE

She was vulnerable with Him... She might have seen Him coming but He still took her by complete surprise. He's crashed right into her universe... He opened one door after another. Her safe space was no longer hers, her mind...It belongs to Him now. She's caught herself trying to deny what's so obvious. She belonged to Him before she even knew, before she had felt it... She's vulnerable with Him... Letting Him see what no one before Him had seen. He's no ordinary man to her. He is her King, her God, her Everything and her Future...the finale chapter of her Journey. I open my Mind, my Body and my Soul for You my King. Take it, own it and use it as You please. Keep the key safe and protected. I'm Yours truly and completely, All ways and Always. 💓🔐 ✒ Miss Ruby

Don’t you dare compare your magic to mine or anyone else’s. That’s a fool’s mission, you know. No happiness was ever born from wishing you had someone else’s gifts while ignoring your own. Stop looking around and look within. You are magic, wild woman. Own that shit. ✒Brooke Hampton We all are guilty of it. I think even the most confident people do compare themselves to others at some point. Some people don't get lost during the process and others do. What's important is that we all find our way back and believe in ourselves again. Nobody is perfect and there will always be someone out there who's better.

A man’s sexual choice is the result and the sum of his fundamental convictions…. He will always be attracted to the woman who reflects his deepest vision of himself, the woman whose surrender permits him to experience a sense of self-esteem. The man who is proudly certain of his own value, will want the highest type of woman he can find, the woman he admires, the strongest, the hardest to conquer–because only the possession of a heroine will give him the sense of an achievement. ✒ Ayn Rand One day with the help of You my King, with Your Guidance and Love and my willpower I hope to be Your greatest achievement. Your queen, Your alpha submissive that You can be proud of. I'm Yours and You're mine And together we'll conquer the world my King.

For You I will do the darkest things, to make all Your unspeakable dreams come true and to feed Your undying hunger. The Beast that lies beneath Your soft and kind surface doesn't scare me... You're my Beast. I fall in love with You over and over again. The Beast within You sets fireworks to my soul and everyone can see the sparks that splatter the world around me. My strong, wild Wolf let me love You, all of You...All ways and Always.

She made pain look so beautiful and graceful...maybe that's why He's put her through it so much. To watch her own every sting and burn, to be hurt but still look like a queen, to fight and endure what others can't...🖤

The word 'longing' sounds so soft and smooth and yet the feeling of it is so extreme and intense...almost unbearable. The longing for Your touch... The longing for Your eyes meeting mine as You devour me and gift me with the full length of Your cock. Thrust after thrust...deeper and deeper until You've reached the very insides of Your whore body. The longing for Your whispers that will make me tremble underneath You... The longing for Your lips touching mine and exploring every inch of Your property... The longing for Your strong built body pressed against Your petite kitty body...merging into one! ✒ Miss Ruby

He's the one who stays when the Darkness gets a hold of her... "Let me hold you baby girl, when you're lost because your Demons arrived to play... Let me be your light that guides and leads you back. Let me hold you baby girl, stay right here with me and open up to me." She's still for a moment and replies: " I'll let You break down the walls Daddy. I'll tell and show You my story. I'm ready to open up to You and only You. No one will ever know what You'll know. Let me close my eyes and show You. Please soothe my painful aches and keep me safe. I'm haunted by the Darkness but soon, with Your guidance, wisdom and love i will be at peace again." ✒ Miss Ruby

I imagine how Your strong built body is on top of Your kitty body. How You draw my full attention and focus to You with Your big Hands going down on Your fragile, petite whore body...claiming what's rightfully Yours my King. I imagine myself on my knees bending Your whore body in half for You as Your Hands get a hold of my hair, pulling it as You tell me how much You fucking want me, that You desire me and can't ever resist to own me completely. Your eyes so fucking hungry like the ones of a starved wild Beast that's been searching for the perfect feast in forever. Imagining You say all this and more in Your Daddy voice oh fuck it's leaving me completely drenched and fucking ready for You...ready to get the very life fucked out of me.

A good kiss requires skills, passion, emotion, lust and a fresh breath of course. Too many people underestimate the impression one leaves behind with that first kiss... A kiss is suppose to take your breath away and make you want more. It's suppose to set your entire body on fire. The feeling of losing yourself...💞

✖ MY PERSONAL NIGHTMARE ✖ It feels as if there is no more left to give, I'm bleeding out from the inside. I've reached rock bottom mentally once more. I go on and I smile. I look happy when I'm absolutely devasted and broken inside. You think you know but you don't. You only see what I choose to show you. The obsession of keeping control. This one thing I can control. It's breaking me pound by pound. I don't want this, I can't do this no more but I keep relapsing...keep on hurting myself and others. I've become a Master of self destruction. I'm trying but I can't stop. And I've lived my personal Nightmare yesterday. I've realised how bad it's gotten. All I could see was full mouths, chewing, slurping, sounds of people enjoying their food. Time stood still and I saw myself being the only one not eating. I was staring at my food as if it was poison. My throat felt swollen and I couldn't breath. I felt like suffocating. My heart was racing so fast I thought I'd collapse. And I silently cried inside and said to myself "Welcome old friend, my personal Nightmare." 💔

Darling, be honest, you need this. You're a wild being, raised in the woods, you learned to see in the dark and be guided by the light of the blood moon through torment and hard work, you don't need to be saved. You're untamed heart can never be tamed. But before you question why or how you got here or how you managed to be captured so easily, even though nightly you pray to keep your sacred heart safe. You're smitten. You've found yourself falling madly and passionately in love with this man who has completely taken you by surprise. "How can this happen to me? My gypsy soul needs to be continually moving"... You need this. You’ve wanted this every step of the way. Your mind and body craves to be owned. To be shown just how good it feels to belong to someone. To experience how they can take your flesh and use it in ways that you once only allowed to flicker across your mind when you were alone. That feeling of your body being pushed through the sweet sound of vulnerabilty being cast aside, a mixture of pleasure and insanity which finally allows your wandering mind to relax and settle. Because now is the time for honesty, to be sacred to your caged heart, when you deny what you allowed yourself to become, you become moody, you become quiet and sullen, you start to keep those little secrets and not be entirely honest with yourself, let alone anyone else. Feeling agitated, you don’t seem to be able to get on top of things. It’s like you’re losing control of the very core of your being... Darling, you're a wild woman who so desperately yearns to be tamed. That sweet, innocent little girl, eager to show just how good she can be. The curious warrior woman who needs to be guided and protected as she explores and learns. This is who you are. This is what you really wanted. This is where you belong... You need this. ✒ Laurance

Before I understood how to open with you, I tried giving you orgasms so I knew I was a good lover. But now, all I want is your surrender. I want your heart’s pleasure to ripple through your open body and saturate my life with your love. Your body’s openness to love’s flow draws me into you, and through your heart’s surrender I am opened to the love that lives as the universe. Whether you have an orgasm or not while we make love, your body’s trust and devotional openness is my secret doorway to love’s deepest bliss. ✒ David Deida

"I'm sorry I'm so broken." His voice was cracked and shaking. He wiped off his eyes and stood up. "I should go." His footsteps echoed down the hallway, as she listened to him leave and felt the tears begin to slide down her cheeks. "I love you." she whispered, and the words flew through the room, filling the emptiness from where he'd been...🖤

🖤 GAME OVER BABY GIRL 🖤 She felt the pain and hurt in every fibre of her bones...the void that He's left behind. She aches and yearns for Him, His Touch, His Love. Two Souls made for each other like two last pieces to complete the puzzle. She goes to Him, she's ready to beg Him, being without Him seems like living on oxygen support. So she drops to her knees as she sees Him, her King and begs under tears, "Make me Yours again! I'm ready to surrender to You my King. Please I'm begging You!" So He lays His Hands on her back letting them wander down her petite body and says: "There will be no mercy baby girl. You'll be hurting, bleeding and screaming. I'll fuck you until all you ache for is to be Mine and only Mine!" He lifts her chin and she nods as she gazes at Him in silence...💓