Evening

On my ceiling, colored light reflections form a pattern I painted myself. There are so many shades, shimmering and dancing in the candlelight. In this soft half-light, you sat leaning against the wall. And I climbed onto your lap, straddling you.

You gathered up my long dress, stroking my thighs and waist while I kissed you. Then you pinned me to my back, caressing me and showering me with tenderness.

We held each other, tumbling over one another, indulging in every tantalizing desire until you had no strength left...

I only love tenderness when it’s set against a contrast. I prefer power play—exploring the edges of coercion, when His Majesty BDSM hasn't revealed himself yet, but his heavy tread is already felt. And I gladly provoke, biting or pulling away, fully expecting you to hold me. Hold me tight... Everything that would feel nasty and rough in anyone else's hands is sheer bliss right here.

"Everyone's secretly crazy about violence, and whoever says otherwise is lying"—the words of a buddy of mine... And he’s right. Controlled aggression is pure sweetness; uncontrolled aggression from some dickhead is just repulsive.

"Want me to eat you up?"

...And I was screaming, because what you were doing felt far too good for polite moaning. My voice was on the verge of cracking, and it felt as though someone else was squirming like that, while I was floating through clouds in a parallel reality...

And when you were completely spent, I stroked your hair, running my fingers through it. We smiled and looked into each other's eyes with gratitude.

P.S. I wrote this story back when the Jedi were still fighting Darth Vader (a long time ago). Today, I added a few adult spices and a recent photo—a June client on the other side of the screen and his wicked psychologist.

Some people occasionally complain that it's inappropriate for representatives of my profession to wear erotic attire during consultations! But why... It’s like a teacher putting on a hat from the Harry Potter universe so their flock feels like they're in Hogwarts. Everything vivid is remembered better.

Our world is so diverse—you can choose a specialist to suit any taste: from someone in a Mary Poppins persona to a stern Mord-Sith. Bon appétit, and enjoy devouring this feast.

Nelli Verkhovska PhD in Psychology For more on alternative relationships, check out my YouTube channel