Words Remembered

In a darker more beautiful world, I’d fuck your heart
right through your chest.

The sad thing is, I think you’re fucking me with, but
there is a part of me that wishes you weren’t.

I’m the Master of Self Control.

Are you? One of us needs to be, because I’d cut my breasts
open as an invitation, given the chance.

I’m aware. It’s why I keep myself in check.

SLAP.
SLAP.
SLAP.

Shiver. Hiss.
Don’t start something you can’t finish, Daddy. I’ve
been ramped up like this for days…

When I put my hands on you next… you will bleed
and squeal and cry. And you will hurt… your eyes
will roll in the back of your head, and your toes will
wiggle… and you might even drown. Pause. And then
you will come.

…Do you promise?

He wants to taste my blood and tears.

Falling or Flying

Fatal:

Madame Fever is hosting a guest blogger series. The theme this time is “Change.” For those who are seeking a deeper sense of community, this is right up your alley. Even if you aren’t, this is definitely worth a read. The first two posts are up–stay tuned for more.

Originally posted on Temperature's Rising:

GUEST AUTHOR EVENT:  AUDIENCE PARTICIPATION REQUESTED

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Each guest entry will photo-identify the author, and clicking the pic will take you to their blog’s home page.

Hello Dear Readers,

As some of you know, I have, in the past, provided a prompt and invited guest authors to write here on Temperature’s Rising.  I’ve found it a great way for my audience to get to know new authors, and vice versa.  This week you will be seeing a series of guest posts on this blog, written by friends – old and new.  The prompt this time…

Well, I guess the best thing to do is just let you figure out the prompt – or the gist of it, anyway – by reading the invitation I sent to the participants:

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THE INVITATION

I have been thinking a lot lately… about change.  Causes, effects.  Reasons, results.  The impacts – positive and negative –…

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TMI Tuesday: Serious Business Pants: ON.

Let’s Get Serious

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1. What are you most afraid of?

Drowning, dying… abandonment.

2. Do you believe in life after death?

I’d really like to believe in reincarnation. That life goes on.

3. What is your purpose?

My purpose is to help people.

4. Where are you going?

Wonderful places.

5. Do you fear hell? Why or why not?

I don’t believe in hell. And if I did, I certainly wouldn’t fear it. They’d have a place reserved for me.

6. Do you feel free?

Some days… I feel free as a bird riding thermals.

Bonus: Why do people point to their wrist when asking for the time, but people don’t point to their crotch when asking where is the bathroom?

I’ve seen people point to their crotch when asking for the bathroom.

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How to play TMI Tuesday: Copy the above TMI Tuesday questions to your webspace (i.e., a blog). Answer the questions there, then leave a comment below, on this blog post, so we’ll all know where to read your responses. Please don’t forget to link to tmituesdayblog from your website!

Happy TMI Tuesday!

Music Appreciation Monday: I Wanna Be That G.U.Y.

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I’ve been on a Gaga kick at the gym… and even though I have all of her albums I’ve never actually listened to most of ARTPOP. Then I discovered this song while on the Elliptical and have had it on repeat since.

“G.U.Y (Girl Under You)”
by: Lady Gaga

Greetings from Eros
God of sexual desire
Son of Aphrodite
Lay back and feast as this audio guides you through new and exciting positions

I wanna be the girl under you
I wanna be your G.U.Y.
Yeah I wanna be the grave, unearth you
Our sex doesn’t tell us no lies

I’m gonna wear the tie, want the power to leave you
I’m aimin’ for full control of this love (Of this love)
Touch me touch me, don’t be sweet
Love me love me, please retweet
Let me be the girl under you that makes you cry

(Chorus)
I wanna be that G.U.Y.
I wanna be that G.U.Y.
I wanna be that G.U.Y.
The girl under you, G.U.Y.

I’m gonna say the word and own you
You’ll be my G.I.R.L
Got our romance and loves to hold you
Know you’ll wear my makeup well

I’m gonna wear the tie, want the power to leave you
I’m aimin’ for full control of this love (Of this love)
Touch me touch me, don’t be sweet
Love me love me, please retweet
Let me be the girl under you that makes you cry

(Chorus)
I wanna be that G.U.Y.
I wanna be that G.U.Y.
I wanna be that G.U.Y.
The girl under you, G.U.Y.

I don’t need to be on top to know I’m worth it
Cuz I’m strong enough to know the truth
I just want it to be hot
Because I’m best when I’m in love, and I’m in love with you

Touch me touch me
(Mount your goddess)
Touch me touch me
(A summer moon comes into full phase)
Get on top of me
(And Mars’ warm spirit rams into the atmosphere)
Touch me touch me, don’t be shy
I’m in charge like a G.U.Y.
I’ll lay down, face up this time
Under you, like a G.U.Y.

(Chorus)
I wanna be that G.U.Y.
I wanna be that G.U.Y.
I wanna be that G.U.Y.
The girl under you, G.U.Y.
I wanna be that G.U.Y.
I’ll wrap you right up, G.U.Y.
I’ll lie down face up, G.U.Y.
The girl under you, G.U.Y.

Achtzehn, sechzen
Fourteen, vierzehn
Drei eins
Nein Zedd!
Nein Zedd!
Nein Zedd!
Nein Zedd!

TMI: My Porn Problems

My late TMI Tuesday post… and also my first world problem of the week:

 

That moment when your fetish/kink/interest is SO niche and so specific. Rule 34 almost doesn’t apply. But I’m still holding out for Rule 35

Found on pinterest. Not sure the source and Google image produces nothing, but this is totally accurate for how I feel.

Found on pinterest. Not sure the source and Google image produces nothing, but this is totally accurate for how I feel.

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Disclaimer: I feel like posting but don’t feel like any of my posts are polished enough, so I thought I’d share my porn woes instead. Boo.

So You Want to Give a Spanking

Let me tell you something… of the all the emails/tumblr asks I get, they could easily be divided into just a few categories:

  1. OMG Sir is So Hot Can I fuck him?
  2. OMG Fatal is So Hot Can I fuck her?
  3. OMG you guys are so hot can I join you?
  4. Hate Mail
  5. I think I know you/I think I saw you/I want to know you/Personal Questions
  6. How-tos/Advice

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TMI Tuesday: The Ways You Paint Me

Color is everywhere–nature, food, clothing, skin, animals. Different colors symbolize or mean different things in different cultures. Finally, color affects mood.

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From your life, tell us about an object, experience or idea related to each of the colors of the spectrum:

1. Red:
The way I burn for him and him alone. Flames that consume me, threatening to fill my lungs and drown me in heat… the hue of my cheeks when he says beautiful or filthy words to me… the colour that his hand leaves behind on my skin.

2. Orange:
His vivacity… the way he makes me laugh on a bad day, even when I think no one else can…
3. Yellow:
The bruises ten days later, still marring my thighs and cheeks and feet… reminding me of lessons learned and the sweet pleasure that comes from the torment of pain… the way I feel when a coworker comments on my marks and I’m scrambling for an answer because I couldn’t possibly tell them what a depraved girl I have been…
4. Green:
The impossible feeling of jealousy when other eyes move over him, sizing him up, taking in all that he is, coveting what I want to  only be mine…
5. Blue:
The unfathomable depths of his eyes, all at once beautiful and terrible, all-knowing and unknowable, full of passion and longing, stern with command, dominance, dark and light, reflecting winter storms and snow clouds, bleeding out intensity that stops me in my tracks…
6. Violet:
What it feels like to hear him speak in his mother tongue to me in quiet moments of intimacy, voice husky, raspy, dark… growling out the syllables in beautiful lyricism and desperate intonation… and even the words I do not yet know the meaning of… I can hear the melody… I know the song…

 

Bonus: What is the color of sex?
Golden, like stars exploding behind my eyes, supernovas, while you whisper sweet and dirty nothings, the need in your voice makes a fire move through me and when you plead with me to whisper your name… *your* name and no one else’s, only yours because that is who and what I am—yours… molten, shining gold, like the way I feel when you tell me in the middle of sex how beautiful and desirable I am, even if in that moment, I struggle to believe it, I know your words are true because you’re saying them… honeyed bronze like the colour of your hair, and like the way I feel, glowing from the inside out with an ethereal light, like I am precious because you are so deep inside of my body and my mind, how I could not be…

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How to play TMI Tuesday: Copy the above TMI Tuesday questions to your webspace (i.e., a blog). Answer the questions there, then leave a comment below, on this blog post, so we’ll all know where to read your responses. Please don’t forget to link to tmituesdayblog from your website!

Happy TMI Tuesday!