Decadent Submission

[miss entycing]

tonight.... in the hushed darkness of the evening,
i wait for you...
come to me.
please..... touch this woman..... make me whole
falling into the depths of my soul, with one look from You-
my breath quickens
as Your decadent growl reaches into my heart
delicious is the rattle of my chains
as they call out to You
my Sadistic captor
come to me
please..... make me scream
leather burning into my bared sweetness
i crave You...
hard
fierce
and true
consume me in this night
devour me.... Your sweet prey again i ache to be
bared... open for You in the moonlight
glistening with Your lust
Your beautiful silkened woman before You
alive... created for You
i crave the magnificent power of You
please... show me truth
twisted curved steel...
red trickles of truth along my skin
beneath hooded masks You see
perfectly wielded power
please... i beg
i crave that beautiful blade...
it carries my scent.... Your power... .Your love
decadent control
and my truth-
the truth You allow me to feel
again i search for delicious truths, bound within Your cuffs
my body writhing... silkened skin alive, glistening in the moonlight..
i cry out for You
i ache.... i want.... i reach for You....
and i crave.

[miss entycing]

undone
fierce, at Your edge i bow
as You command
falling
on my knees
bared and bound in Your control
as You command
my body still
composure stripped
i await
Your command
grip tightened
gloved hand buried
going down
to Your decadent edge
as You command
Your gratification
hot, throbbing, raw
fierce desires
taking my will
take freely
at Your command
twisting steel
dripping red
delicious burn
as You command
my silence
to break
basking
Your power over me
just as You command
roughened hands
upon silkened skin
dampening lust
exuding
just as You command
decadent submission
command
glorious torment
commanding
demanding
release.

[miss entycing]

~Bound~

Within the darkness
haunting almost is the night
she stirs.....
sensing she is not alone
deep arousal racks her body
she begins to tremble....
body and flesh burn,
in her own darkness-
from somewhere in the stillness,
she feels Hym...
Hy is watching her
dark, magnificent and strong
standing alone in her desires,
Hy waits
as she stirs....
she's blinded... bound by night
as bound as the hard leather
encasing her delicate flesh....
she writhes.....
aching to see Hym
bound by desires, decadent and soft
as soft as the velvet
that shields her eyes
as hard as the leather.. of Hys mask
Hys breath, hot in her ear
she knows that Hy is there...
Hys boots caress the stones-
the hard, jagged, dampened cobblestones
of Hys darkened lair..
she is Hys woman, Hys captive
Hys precious posession now
and Hy will capture her-
her body, her mind, her heart, and her spirit..
they belong to her Syr-
she arches her back against the stones
body dancing.. dampened with lust
Hys gloved hand touches her face...
as she writhes....
soft moans escape her full dampened lips
"please........ my Syr "
escapes from deep inside of her throat
the chains that bound her wrists rattle...
erotically intense, the sound
Hy smells of leather....
and Hy burns of raw lust-
Hy will taunt her
Hy will have this woman
and Hy will devour her
in this night
she feels Hym there
encased within leather
Hys hardness finds her..
gloved hands, tracing softness
as they consume her breasts
her body arches away from the stone
she dances against the wall...
eyes blindfolded, she sees-
sees Hys desires unfold
gloved hand plunged into her
she cries out into the night
crying out for her Syr
as Hy descends into sweet madness........
into her softness Hy delves
gloved hands holding her.. restrained
Hys strength.. her chains
Hy alone holds this power-
only Hy can command her release
Hy takes her with one thrust
Hy owns this woman
she consumes Hym in the night
they are bound....
by this love.

[miss entycing]

~Coming Undone~

Lying still, silent in the night…
something calls to me with an intensity i dare not defy
the darkness arouses my senses, stirring me softly
silent… sensual as the moonlight-
my darkness calls to me….
hauntingly erotic are the sounds of darkness,
i stir….
my body… my god how i’m trembling…
silkened skin, flushed with desire,
against the feathered softness of the sheets….. iwrithe.
as my darkness descends unto me, i’m aroused….
for i am bound….
encased by roughened leather
restrained… held captive by You
my body dances in the darkness,
silky, sheer fabric of my gown, billowing against the chains….
Your chains… our darkness
like silk, fluttering in the night wind, clinging to my body
encasing Your prey….Your lady
the leather tightens…my chains rattle,
and my body, naked beneath the sheer white silk…
has risen for You
the darkness of my night finds me
hauntingly erotic is this desire
my body arching, writhing
slowly dancing against the sheets
nipples hardening, aching for You..
the silkened sweetness of this lady laid out before You
willing You to come take me.. to taste me
feel me, penetrate my soul… devour me
here You have me, the keeper of my soul
I’m bound to You… I’m bound before You-
Your lady in waiting no more…. I’m Your’s
I belong to You….
I’m encased within Your leather…
willingly restrained… awaiting Your command my Syr
Your chains capture me..
we are enraptured by the decadence of our edge
and bound by eachother for eternity
silk billowing around my body.. teasing at my skin
i submit to You……
please………….
please my Syr, come to me
step out of Your darkness....
your captive awaits You
my dark Lord
claim Your prize….
out of the shadows, i feel You rise…. i feel Your presence
my Syr, my captor… my everything
my god…… those eyes-
how they burn right through me… into my soul i feel You
the desire and lust i see.. as they devour me
from behind the leather of Your mask, i see…..
animalistic You are in your fierceness
primal raw energy You exude…
how we feed into one another…
the decadence, sweet madness
Your lady, my Syr… we rise to the depths of eachother
how i ache for you too…
step into my darkness my Lord
command me… control me… release me!
as Your gloved hand touches my face..
i begin to scream out your name-
writhing, moaning, begging for more… screaming in the night
my body arches to meet You
my chains binding me,
exquisitely decadent is the rattle… the coldness of steel
my back arches.... my breasts rise
oh god…… please Syr!
please touch me..
touch my body, taste my sweetness, take my soul
it belongs to You
willingly i bestow my treasures to You, my secrets, desires-
to You only….
my captor, my only love
my body begging to You
lovely, branded, spread out before you…
i see You… and my breath catches-
i catch barely a glint of my prize.. and there You are-
dark.. defiant.. sexy... and proud
encased in leather, god you are magnificent!
how i adore you
there You are..
predator stalking prey, that’s what You are..
this sweet prey i submit to You
as the steel of Your blade begins its descent…
into sweet madness, You begin the dance-
silkened skin beneath cold steel
the lines and curves of my body
surrendering to the artistry of Your blade
please..... i beg for the delicious sting!
Your perfect touch.. taking me to the edge
silkened fabric cut away.. falling from my body
Your lady lies before you
bared… dripping wet with Your desire…
spread out before You, naked.. aching-
please Syr! …. You know what i deserve-
give it to me…
the touch of the cold steel, fueled by Your fire
tracing the lines of my body, never missing an inch
erotically frightening…
bringing me to life, burning me alive… taunting
taking me as far as You desire
i am yours.. do with me what You will
the flesh at my thighs opening to You, before You
to the sharpened tip of Your dagger…
a small trickle descends over my skin…
deep, dark, decadent blood red-
You bend to kiss it away…..
i close my eyes, with head thrown back.. i scream Your name
my body arches, struggling to reach You
and You allow it finally
and for only a moment....
my restraints are loosened
softly You kiss away the marks at my wrists..
i’m lying before You, bared in the night
no words between us…
nothing is needed, we already know…
i see behind the leather of your mask… i know
we move as one.. one desire, one fate
Your kisses burn into me.. my god, i’m burning alive
Your strong hands, ravishing my body
Your tongue devouring me, tasting my desire for You…
sweet temptation i offer to You
and You allow me the first touch of You…
You smell of leather… burning with lust
and Your hardness calls to me
yes my Syr… yes ……
i’m gathered into your arms…
gentle at first, Your desire soon mounts,
Your force.. Your control.. Your fierceness surfaces-
no longer is Your need masked
no longer will You allow any control…
i’m in your arms- loved, safe and adored.. this i know-
i see it… i feel you losing control.. I don’t fear it.. I want it
come to me…. come take it… take me there
raw, intense… primal fierceness is driving You.. i see it-
slamming me back onto the silkened sheets..
Your urgency and need is heavy.. deep and out of control
as heavy as Your hand in my back…
pushing my body deeper down into the bed
as the straps of leather rake across my back-
god… please don’t stop-
again, the leather reaches its mark..
over and over the straps burn into my skin
and Your hands find my hips, and pull me up
on my hands and knees You shall have me
yes.... i know whats coming
please…… i need you now! please, take me there
i need You as badly as You want me
reach into my darkness… take my sweetness
penetrate my soul, take me…..
leather finding flesh…. As the first thrust of You descends….
i’m yours, i’m screaming for You-
come inside me.. claim me
my skin demands Your leather straps..
bury Yourself inside me Syr..
stay with me, inside of my body… inside my soul
oh my god…take me there.. release into me… all of You, i crave
i feel You………………..give it all to me-
alive inside my soul…. is where You belong
satiated, spent… wrapped up in you.. is where I belong
i am Your willing captive…..
my journey begins, evolves and ends with You....


one day.

[miss entycing]

still
falling into you
like a dream
chained before You
Your wild rose
tamed beneath Your light
blooming beneath the straps of Your leather
fragrant is this wild rose,
Your woman before you on her knees
kneeling at my altar
blood trickling from the heat of Your blade
as if there were thorns
reaching inside of my heart
revealing my truths
bound within Your restraints
alive and shining,
awaiting You
only You
the one
i fall onto my altar
alive, awakened to love
faith revealed in this intensity
this chaining of two souls
coming undone
revealing truths never known
awakened to desires only craved
flesh finding solace
desires comforted by straps
standing upon Your edge
unjaded within Your chains
how i shall love you
still shall i fall into you
under the blackness of Your eyes
beneath the leather of Your masks
how i ache to come alive again
undone..
writhing, naked at Your feet
chains carving into flesh
You will own me
freely
my soul i give to You
wrapped upon silken sheets
sheathed as the dagger
that slides across my skin
still, as we fall into eachother
a madness
consuming eachother
we love
carving a pathway to decadence
beneath my silkened flesh
burning into one another
bound by forever
still, i shall fall
Your presence commanding
my release
as only You dare to allow
Syr
take me to Your edge
make me whole
as the heat of decadence,
trickles blood red from my skin
watch as i scream out to You
hold me as i fall
deeper
harder
faster
take me Syr
i'm alive within your touch
You are awakened within my screams
still i lie...
at Your altar
of madness.

[miss entycing]

i crave to lie at Your edge ....
time spent within Your fury
with every breath i take,
willingly, without hesitation-
i'd give my last breath to feel You
under Your command, bring me to life
i crave.....
Your madness
my feared anticipation
the decadent rattle of my chains
they still call out to you, at this very moment
to feel you in my soul
to taste you in my tears
to see your brand on my silken skin
remnants of Your edge
i crave that beautifully curved sharpened tip
that beloved blade
it carries Your power... and my scent
i crave Your descent
into delicious madness again i long to be
beholden again
one day.

[miss entycing]

"Standing strong, dues no longer owed, lovingly restrained within my own beautiful deviances,
awashed in shames no longer.... reaching, searching no more, allowing myself life....
i am home."


a small piece below of one of my new writings was left in the constant craving thread a few days ago...
the rest follows, thanks for reading, i hope it's enjoyed.

craving.
the Beast inside You
tearing, clawing, carving, binding, taking,
bleeding
all of me.
as You do.



First Cuts

decadent new wounds wash me clean
in Your sin, drenched in my blood
silkened canvas, bared in Your chains
You trace my soul as each cut binds me deeper into You
You own my screams
my tears decadent
deep, red, trickles of faith run down my flesh
they run to You, they scream for You
curved and sharpened is the cold steel of Your blade
as an aged pen, taken to silkened and welcoming parchment
i await this darkened masterpiece
each cut taking me into Your soul
each breath i am allowed to take belongs to You
You carve me to life
my body dances for You
delicate red, trickles flow onto steel and mix with Your Leather
my tears of lifes blood flow all around You
fierce is Your intent, each lash deeper, deliberate
wounds deepen for You
silkened flesh of Your one precious china doll opens before You
and You again take Your place inside my very being
carving out O/our place in life, O/our time of rapture
shredding my silence with screams of blood red faith
it's here at this moment, i sell my soul to You
and You devour each second of my sweet terror and submission
with the next cut
slicing through Your precious doll taken briefly from Your shelf
a lifetime will never be enough time to carve Your canvas
You claim Ownership of my soul
i offer to You deep, warm, red trickles
willingly, they fall upon polished boots, where You bid them to fall
tearing through my sin, You bring me to life
the life You allow me, the life i graciously submit to You
i belong to only You
my blood, i hand to You willingly and without hesitation
paint Your canvas my Lord
draw upon my flesh for strength
carve unto me a new life
in gentle, loving, safe and heavy hands
dust off this exquisite creature
Your china doll, i am
delicate, priceless, a treasure only You behold
allow me to rest upon Your shelf with new blood red stories
carved upon my skin
for only You to behold, to read
to feed upon
cold steel of Your magnificent blade drenched
in my love
warm, sweet and true
as the tears of red that reach for You, that fall for You
each decadent, and maddening drop- You catch
they belong to You
just as each breath i take, that i am allowed to take
belongs to You
carve Your canvas with my blood
Your blade belongs to me now
it carries my scent
new life awaits like no other before
stories of old come to life in Your hands
blood drenched chains rattle softly
speaking to You and i
the deeper You cut, the farther You step into my soul
i breathe You in because You allow me
this delicous burn of Your blade sates me
like nothing ever imagined
timeless this portrait shall become
gentle deep red stories
of beginnings
new life
painted in red.





(c) miss entycing 12/2011

[miss entycing]

that push.
roughly to my knees
that push.
that snaps my head back to behold Him
that push.
that takes all the breath that He desires from His hand at my throat
that push.
that drives me to take another 100 strikes, minimum
that push.
that calms me as my skin is carved to life under His blade
that push.
that never lets me forget i am owned, and i am at His mercy, though there is none.
that push.
that sates me to give my all, after i have given Him everything.
that push, that calms me...
that push
that brings me to life.

(c) miss entycing 9/2011

[miss entycing]

to be cast down
into that most decadent place
into the deepest darkest depths
of my own madness
and left there
bound
tattered
carved
shredded
taken
owned
for as long as demanded
as long as it takes
until i stop screaming
cast down
for as long as i need
to come back to life.

(c) miss entycing 9/2011

[rustedrims]

All of your writings are amazing..!!!..

My personal favorite is Walls..
I better stop there with my comment..
I feel a wolf aproaching behind me..
Gotta say it again -Walls- The best.!!. I love that..!!!.
That one needs published..

You are an amazing woman to be able to write like that..
I wish you the best on all your publishings..


s..

[miss entycing]

Originally Posted by rustedrims

All of your writings are amazing..!!!..

My personal favorite is Walls..
I better stop there with my comment..
I feel a wolf aproaching behind me..
Gotta say it again -Walls- The best.!!. I love that..!!!.
That one needs published..

You are an amazing woman to be able to write like that..
I wish you the best on all your publishings..


s..

thanks sweetie, i appreciate the kind words, and compliments.
glad you enjoyed them, and yeah.. Walls is one i am looking to throw out there soon i hope!


watch out for them wolves... trust me- i hear they're fierce.