Member scribbles

[Tribs]

Started writing another - it is really bad. This is a first draft and needs a lot of work.

Freedom?

The sun shines softly through the window
Shadows dance lazily on the wall
The chair feels cold against my skin
The clock ticks down the hall

Tic tock tick tock
I have forgotten to count the beats
Click, a door closes
I hear the echoes of his feet

I wait, tick tock
Keys jangle as they hit the table
I shift in my seat, tick tock
I strain at the cable

Why did I lose count
Tick tock, tick tock
The space between them quickens
A metal key scrapes in the lock

A pause, a creak
The silence lasts eternally
Honey, I'm home
His hands grab me roughly

His fingers slither
Through my hair
I wince in pain
There's lust in his stare

The blade winks
As it moves down my chest
The cold steel
Leaves a trail on my breast

His big rough hands
force my lips apart
Tick tock tick tock
I breathe as he begins to start

It fills my mouth
I want to bite
relaxing my jaw
I plan to fight

Today feels different
I feel his desperation
He thrusts hard and deep
Tick tock observes the duration

He gasps and withdraws
And slaps my wet cheek
My tears give him power
He knows I am weak

The restraints fall away
My blood starts to flow
He grabs my hair and pushes
His sweat is on the pillow

He presses my face down
I feel the weight of desires
He forces himself inside
My mind recedes, my soul retires

Tick tock tick tock
the rhythm of the clock
The frantic movement slows
I feel the throbbing of his cock

He pulls it out and walks away
His eyes glint as he laughs aloud
Too scared to look, I take a breath
In the perfect silence, I hear the click

Tick Tock tick tock
The clock chimes three
I feel the pain
I'm finally free

My body trembles
as I drift away
I feel the warmth
on my final day

 

[Tribs]

Ok I got some questions from friends of mine. No this is not about me - I am still alive.

"He played with a knife on her breasts. She was going to either pretend to pass out, hoping not to be tied up, get the knife and slit her wrists. Drift off to an endless sleep. Or if he tied her up. When he was at work, she would work the chair to the table, put the blade in her mouth, tip the chair over and fall into the handle of the blade. Impaling herself."

"She was going to take her own life. His last act of cruelty freed her. I like the irony"

So someone gave me a great direction that could have gone in - and makes it even darker - so will do that for myself later.

But I was asked to write something less dark.

 

[Tribs]

This is the first paragraph but not sure I really like it yet

The moonlight framed her perfect silhouette
Her hair flowed down to the small of her back
gleaming in the eery light
She stood motionless, taking in the beauty
Breathing the aromas carried in by the wind
The smell of Jasmine was dominant
She turned slightly and he could see the outline of her breast
the cool air playing with her nipple, making it erect
She brushed a stray hair from her cheek and sighed
what a beautiful night this was.

 

[Tribs]

This is far from complete - it is an idea I am working on. It will change a lot.

Spoiler: This will contain graphic content

The moonlight framed her perfect silhouette
Her hair flowed down to the small of her back
gleaming in the eery light
She stood motionless, taking in the beauty
Breathing the aromas carried in by the wind
The smell of Jasmine was dominant
She turned slightly and he could see the outline of her breast
the cool air playing with her nipple, making it erect
She brushed a stray hair from her cheek and sighed
what a beautiful night this was.

He stood at the open doorway, feeling like a voyeur
She had left it slightly ajar and he wondered if this was deliberate
He opened his mouth to speak, but did not want to break the spell
he was entranced and could feel himself getting harder
His dick was growing and became uncomfortable
he slipped his hand into his pants to make an adjustment
it was at that moment that she turned
She was completely naked, bathed in the moonlight
She looked at his hand and smiled
Without saying a word, she beckoned him in.

Scared, he stepped inside
She walked towards him
her body seemed to flow
her breasts moved in time to her steps
her hips were full, her steps slow and steady
She was within reach now but he was frozen in place
She circled him like a hungry tiger
her eyes caressing his body as she moved
he could hear her breathing
it deepened and slowed
he could tell she liked what she saw

She did not speak, but started to unbutton his shirt
Her breath was hot on is chest
Her nails were long and beautifully manicured
The colour matched her lips
He felt the soft fabric of his shirt slip off over his shoulders
slide slowly down his arms and fall soundlessly onto the plush carpet
She circled him again, brushing his skin with her nails
He shivered
She made her way to his front
Using her nails she circled his nipples
his breath sped up and he felt a warmth spreading through his chest
she stroked his chest hairs and traced them down to his navel
His breath caught in his chest
he wanted to beg her to continue
She smiled and licked her lips
Her hands stayed where they were
but her eyes moved down,
following the little trail of hairs to the buckle of his belt
She smiled again

She turned away from him and walked towards the cupboard
In a soft, deep whisper,
she instructed him to remove the rest of the clothes
He moved towards the open door
She said "Leave it" in a forceful but beautiful voice
He was shocked but found he wanted to do as she said
Standing in view of the passage, he removed his clothing
He felt uncomfortable standing so exposed
He looked around the room
The light from the passage illuminated a 4 poster bed
There was a plush couch in the corner
A flatscreen filled the one wall
An ottoman stood at the foot of the bed
He was glad for the semi-dark and hoped that the voices
were not coming past the room
He was visibly relieved when they trailed off in another direction

She returned to the room and the lamps came on
she was beautiful, more so than he originally thought
She was no longer completely naked
She had on a black leather and lace corset
it accentuated his waist and pushed her breasts up high
her nipples were looking directly at him
they were dark and abnormally large
he licked his lips
he so wanted to run his tongue around the ridges
flicking the hard nob with the tip of his tongue
he wanted to suck on them the way an infant would
he imagined that they must be fairly heavy
and wanted to feel them pressing against his bare chest
seeing them move as he thrust in and out of her
A sharp crack brought him back to reality
In her one hand, she held a long whip
and in the other, there was a smaller one

His eyes widened
he was not into S&M
He didn't like pain
But he found he didn't want to move
he felt his dick begin to grow again
throbbing and stretching out towards her
He looked at her, starting with those magnetic eyes
Her dark red lips, slightly parted
her long, slender neck
the dark hair cascading down her shoulders, cupping her breasts
Her delicate arms which belied the power they wielded
her breasts were so large that the nipples looked perfect
the V of the corset pointed at a perfectly manicured pussy
tiny wisps of hair, in a neat line, begged him to come and explore
Her legs were long and shapely, her calves were firm and taunt
Her tiny feet had rings and were manicured
a serpent tattoo slithered up from her ankle to just before the wisps of hair
He realised that he had stopped breathing
She was staring greedily at his manhood and pointed towards the bed,
He obeyed.

A long black sash lay on the ivory covers
Using the long whip, she pointed at it
"Pick it up" her voice was melodic
He did as instructed
"Now turn around" she whispered
Eagerly he obeyed
She held out her hand for the sash
He felt himself tremble as he handed it to her
She moved closer
He could feel her breath on the back of his neck
The silky material was cool against his eyes
Her nipples brushed against his back as she wound the sash around his head
Gently at first
But as she tied the sash tighter,
she pulled him back towards her
he felt her erect nipples pressing into his skin
her mouth was at his ear
her sigh sent shivers down his body
He wanted her so badly
but he wanted this too

She used the smaller whip move down the length of his body
the leather strips tickled and teased
He heard the door close
He had forgotten that it was open
This confused him as they were nowhere near it
He heard the swish of soft fabric, soft footsteps
He could smell her perfume
She rummaged in a box and removed something from it
The nipples pressed against him hardened even more
It showed she was excited by the new person
Neither spoke,
but it was clear that the second lady was following instructions
He could feel her next to him
Her hands were soft as they wrapped the rope around his wrist
He could feel her tying a knot
She looped the rope and tied it again
she repeated this several times along his arm
Moving higher, looping and tying
Whatever she was wearing brushed against his body
The cool satin stroked his skin as she worked
He felt it drape across his penis and it immediately stiffened

She started to knot and loop the soft rope around his torso
He so badly wanted to see who this was
What she was doing
But he stood still, breathing deeply
excited
She continued to work until she reached his groin
She hesitated
He could feel her breath on his penis
Getting closer and closer
He waited expectantly for her lips to cover his tip
or for her tongue to lick up his shaft
There was crack of the whip and the breath moved away
He realised that she must be on her knees now
as she worked the rope around his scrotum to his balls
She tied it tightly but not so that it hurt
She continued down his legs and up the other side
She wound the rope around his balls again
and between his cheeks before working on the other side
The sensation of being at their mercy
the feel of the rope and of her clothing
the nipples pressing into his back
made his head swim and heart beat faster
She finished tying the final knot
and stepped back
I could feel the other's eyes inspecting the work
She ran her fingers along the rope
all the way
Testing the tension
Pulling the rope harder when she got to his groin
He gasped
She pulled again, harder this time
a moan escaped his lips
"Well done my little one - an excellent job"
"Thank you mistress Cleo"
Her voice was almost inaudible
but it was soft and breathy
He could hear her excitement
and this made his erection stronger

Added some more

 

[TabacNW]

This is far from complete - it is an idea I am working on. It will change a lot.

Spoiler: This will contain graphic content

The moonlight framed her perfect silhouette
Her hair flowed down to the small of her back
gleaming in the eery light
She stood motionless, taking in the beauty
Breathing the aromas carried in by the wind
The smell of Jasmine was dominant
She turned slightly and he could see the outline of her breast
the cool air playing with her nipple, making it erect
She brushed a stray hair from her cheek and sighed
what a beautiful night this was.

He stood at the open doorway, feeling like a voyeur
She had left it slightly ajar and he wondered if this was deliberate
He opened his mouth to speak, but did not want to break the spell
he was entranced and could feel himself getting harder
His dick was growing and became uncomfortable
he slipped his hand into his pants to make an adjustment
it was at that moment that she turned
She was completely naked, bathed in the moonlight
She looked at his hand and smiled
Without saying a word, she beckoned him in.

Scared, he stepped inside
She walked towards him
her body seemed to flow
her breasts moved in time to her steps
her hips were full, her steps slow and steady
She was within reach now but he was frozen in place
She circled him like a hungry tiger
her eyes caressing his body as she moved
he could hear her breathing
it deepened and slowed
he could tell she liked what she saw

She did not speak, but started to unbutton his shirt
Her breath was hot on is chest
Her nails were long and beautifully manicured
The colour matched her lips
He felt the soft fabric of his shirt slip off over his shoulders
slide slowly down his arms and fall soundlessly onto the plush carpet
She circled him again, brushing his skin with her nails
He shivered
She made her way to his front
Using her nails she circled his nipples
his breath sped up and he felt a warmth spreading through his chest
she stroked his chest hairs and traced them down to his navel
His breath caught in his chest
he wanted to beg her to continue
She smiled and licked her lips
Her hands stayed where they were
but her eyes moved down,
following the little trail of hairs to the buckle of his belt
She smiled again

She turned away from him and walked towards the cupboard
In a soft, deep whisper,
she instructed him to remove the rest of the clothes
He moved towards the open door
She said "Leave it" in a forceful but beautiful voice
He was shocked but found he wanted to do as she said
Standing in view of the passage, he removed his clothing
He felt uncomfortable standing so exposed
He looked around the room
The light from the passage illuminated a 4 poster bed
There was a plush couch in the corner
A flatscreen filled the one wall
An ottoman stood at the foot of the bed
He was glad for the semi-dark and hoped that the voices
were not coming past the room
He was visibly relieved when they trailed off in another direction

She returned to the room and the lamps came on
she was beautiful, more so than he originally thought
She was no longer completely naked
She had on a black leather and lace corset
it accentuated his waist and pushed her breasts up high
her nipples were looking directly at him
they were dark and abnormally large
he licked his lips
he so wanted to run his tongue around the ridges
flicking the hard nob with the tip of his tongue
he wanted to suck on them the way an infant would
he imagined that they must be fairly heavy
and wanted to feel them pressing against his bare chest
seeing them move as he thrust in and out of her
A sharp crack brought him back to reality
In her one hand, she held a long whip
and in the other, there was a smaller one

His eyes widened
he was not into S&M
He didn't like pain
But he found he didn't want to move
he felt his dick begin to grow again
throbbing and stretching out towards her
He looked at her, starting with those magnetic eyes
Her dark red lips, slightly parted
her long, slender neck
the dark hair cascading down her shoulders, cupping her breasts
Her delicate arms which belied the power they wielded
her breasts were so large that the nipples looked perfect
the V of the corset pointed at a perfectly manicured pussy
tiny wisps of hair, in a neat line, begged him to come and explore
Her legs were long and shapely, her calves were firm and taunt
Her tiny feet had rings and were manicured
a serpent tattoo slithered up from her ankle to just before the wisps of hair
He realised that he had stopped breathing
She was staring greedily at his manhood and pointed towards the bed,
He obeyed.

A long black sash lay on the ivory covers
Using the long whip, she pointed at it
"Pick it up" her voice was melodic
He did as instructed
"Now turn around" she whispered
Eagerly he obeyed
She held out her hand for the sash
He felt himself tremble as he handed it to her
She moved closer
He could feel her breath on the back of his neck
The silky material was cool against his eyes
Her nipples brushed against his back as she wound the sash around his head
Gently at first
But as she tied the sash tighter,
she pulled him back towards her
he felt her erect nipples pressing into his skin
her mouth was at his ear
her sigh sent shivers down his body
He wanted her so badly
but he wanted this too

She used the smaller whip move down the length of his body
the leather strips tickled and teased
He heard the door close
He had forgotten that it was open
This confused him as they were nowhere near it
He heard the swish of soft fabric, soft footsteps
He could smell her perfume
She rummaged in a box and removed something from it
The nipples pressed against him hardened even more
It showed she was excited by the new person
Neither spoke,
but it was clear that the second lady was following instructions
He could feel her next to him
Her hands were soft as they wrapped the rope around his wrist
He could feel her tying a knot
She looped the rope and tied it again
she repeated this several times along his arm
Moving higher, looping and tying
Whatever she was wearing brushed against his body
The cool satin stroked his skin as she worked
He felt it drape across his penis and it immediately stiffened

She started to knot and loop the soft rope around his torso
He so badly wanted to see who this was
What she was doing
But he stood still, breathing deeply
excited
She continued to work until she reached his groin
She hesitated
He could feel her breath on his penis
Getting closer and closer
He waited expectantly for her lips to cover his tip
or for her tongue to lick up his shaft
There was crack of the whip and the breath moved away
He realised that she must be on her knees now
as she worked the rope around his scrotum to his balls
She tied it tightly but not so that it hurt
She continued down his legs and up the other side
She wound the rope around his balls again
and between his cheeks before working on the other side
The sensation of being at their mercy
the feel of the rope and of her clothing
the nipples pressing into his back
made his head swim and heart beat faster
She finished tying the final knot
and stepped back
I could feel the other's eyes inspecting the work
She ran her fingers along the rope
all the way
Testing the tension
Pulling the rope harder when she got to his groin
He gasped
She pulled again, harder this time
a moan escaped his lips
"Well done my little one - an excellent job"
"Thank you mistress Cleo"
Her voice was almost inaudible
but it was soft and breathy
He could hear her excitement
and this made his erection stronger

Added some more

Very Good.

 

[Tribs]

Very Good.

Thank you. Still need to finish it

 

[TabacNW]

Thank you. Still need to finish it

O yes. Still needs orgasms.

 

[Tribs]

O yes. Still needs orgasms.

And there is a twist - and not only in the ropes

 

[Tribs]

I was told that is lacks love -it has passion and lust only. So I will try and add some. May be a complete failure

 

[BloodrayneZA]

I was told that is lacks love -it has passion and lust only. So I will try and add some. May be a complete failure

Well let’s look at it this way. Look up bdsm story sites - almost every good Dom advises personal and mental aftercare to their subs.

Look it’s not a complete failure, you can always go back, add and edit.

But I tell you one thing - don’t let it stop you from writing more, let it teach you that it is ok to start it off as a rough draft and continue editing until you’re happy with it.

 

[Tribs]

Well let’s look at it this way. Look up bdsm story sites - almost every good Dom advises personal and mental aftercare to their subs.

Look it’s not a complete failure, you can always go back, add and edit.

But I tell you one thing - don’t let it stop you from writing more, let it teach you that it is ok to start it off as a rough draft and continue editing until you’re happy with it.

I would not be good at aftercare- that is why I have not gone into that life. I do not want to be controlled (get enough of that in real life) and I have too many things that depend on me - so aftercare is not something I am into. I wouldn't mind someone else taking care of the aftercare.

But if you are wondering - the Dom here is there for instruction only. She doesn't get involved. But I need to write more

 

[Tribs]

Lost interest in the above. May continue sometime.

This is a first draft. Dedicated to a friend who gets me.


Internal conversations
You are not here
But deep inside, your words fill my mind
They whisper, they echo, they grow
You are not here
But I hear your voice
Filling my mind with answers
To questions unasked
Your voice stands as a soldier
Against the darkness that creeps,
Filling my heart, clouding my mind
My obsession is growing
Confusion threatens my control
But your words intercede,
They move in between
Your voice flows through me
With words never said
The words repeat,
though they never emerged
They swim though my mind
On a continuous loop
Your words provide structure,
Safety and calm
Bringing logic and light
To push back the night
You are not here
You are the voice in my head
The voice in my soul
My internal conversation.

 

[Tribs]

Another badly written piece - slapped together doomed to remain imperfect.

Looking back

Pictures, framed by time, and filled with pain,
Flood into my mind, once again
Shadows emerge out of the past
Move and twist and grab hold of me
I push, to put them all away
But my shadows are here to stay
Your body against mine, breathing in the moonlight
Wrapped in passion and wrapped in pain
Time stood still while we loved
While we moved, and laughed and cried
Our fears never left our side
They waited patiently, for us to open our eyes
Images quiver now, as I did then
You touched my soul, my eternal being
Your essence entered and filled me
Made me yours
We breathed as one, we moved as one
Our minds were linked and intertwined
Our fears never left our side
They waited patiently, for us to open our eyes
The fractures deepened, our pain grew worse
The space between us opened up
Our warmth was gone, our minds alone
We lay apart
Watching the tears roll to the floor
Drip and splash, then fall no more
I reached out to you, to touch your skin
You pulled back and feigned a grin
I lie here in silence while those images fade
A new pain has grown and waits patiently
For my heart to break again

 

[Quetzalovercoatl]

May I add my own scribbles?

 

[Tribs]

May I add my own scribbles?

Of course you can - I can rename it

 

[Tribs]

Renamed it to Member Scribbles - now anyone can add to it

 

[Quetzalovercoatl]

And the dragon looked in amazement at its youngest offspring.

"But where will you go, then?" it asked at length.

"To Erebor, I will make my home there." replied Smaug.

 

[Tribs]

And the dragon looked in amazement at its youngest offspring.

"But where will you go, then?" it asked at length.

"To Erebor, I will make my home there." replied Smaug.

Is there more ?

 

[satanboy]

Mycelium
He lay in the darkness of the garden
Voices in the distance
a forgotten youth
Then the ancients spoke
We are in everything

 

[Jings]

I just fell in love with fugus.