“If I could take away his pain… If there was a way to transfer it from his soul onto mine. I would take it. Without hesitation I would take it all. Maybe that’s how you know you love someone. When you actually feel each tear they cry as if they were your own. When you feel each cut, each bruise, each hit as if you’re the one suffering.”
~ Rachel Van Dyken, Toxic


A final look at the bruising that came after last week’s play at the dungeon. You can see other pictures here.

Sinful Sunday

15 thoughts on “Bruised

  1. Oh I love those bruises! Lovely 🙂

    Rebel xox

  2. Love the words here and I adore the bruises… they are so beautiful and to me, a powerful sign of lust and longing when they are on my flesh


  3. Beautiful bruises, I wish I bruised like this!

  4. silverdomuk

    You have distracted me.



    • I do my best SilverDom 😉

  5. Ouches, I have not had bruising like that in a long time. I kind of miss it.

    • I specifically asked him for marks this time. He usually does a great warm up and leaves no marks at all.

  6. Ouch. But in a good way! 😉

  7. Gorgeous. Love bruises, both giving and receiving. The ones I give are a deeper shade of pain.

    To me this is a great big notice board lit up saying, “successful session happened here! Happy happy!”

    Also the closeness, trust and intimacy… -sighs- wonderful. Thanks for sharing. x

  8. LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE the poem!!!!!! Very nice bruising as well!!!!

  9. Beatufuf quote- I had never thought about it that way

  10. The bruises have come up beautifully! Love the quote, too.

    xx Dee

  11. Ohhh… lovely bruises.

  12. Lori

    Love your poem! lovely bruises.

  13. Ouch! Such lovely markings 🙂

    ~Kazi xxx

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