[madness-and-gods]

[auline]

And if I were to push you just a little too far… if you were to crack and break in a way that will not repair, would that really be so sad, my dear? What a noble sacrifice you make, what a great gift you give, and what a great story you leave behind.

http://templeofbabalon.tumblr.com/post/15199265204/and-if-i-were-to-push-you-just-a-little-too-far

[scumlungs]

[2krazy]

[templeofbabalon]

/…/ The only reality is this place, these bindings, my words, and my will. All that existed before is gone - there is nothing, not one thing, beyond here. I know there is a bite as the old things leave, but they are almost gone now and soon you will not feel their absence.

You knew you would end up here in the end. You knew that in your silent moments you wished for this. You knew that your path could lead nowhere else. So here you are - and here you will remain. This is all there is now girl… and all there will ever be.

/…/

[curioboy-deactivated20160209]

[fullholes-emptyhead]

What methods do you use to train SSS?

Methods? I don’t know that they have names. Maybe I should give them names.

A lot of the work is done in the first 6 months, from my perspective. I made her need me. I made myself the place she turns for validation, attention, honest conversations about what a disgusting little cunt she is, affection, purpose and sex. Then I exploited that.

She no longer knows where she is. She can’t untangle her lust and her fetishes and her needs from me. She doesn’t want to.

I tailor punishments to a specific and usually well considered idea of what will cause her to never fuck up that way again and I’m proud to say it hasn’t let me down yet.

I mix denial and release. I know when she needs one or the other. I play a long game. I’m always five steps ahead of her.

I’m honest with her.

And I raped the shit out of her in ways she’ll literally never forget.

[worthlessfuckholes]

[auline]

This looks a lot like the place I go every time he leaves me.  Every time he tells me to go home. Every time he goes. It’s a place without hope, without beauty, without meaning, without colours. A huge, empty space of nothingness and endless pain.  Every time, I cannot understand why he puts me there. What I did to deserve it. How he can bring himself to leave me there to die. Does he not have a heart? It can only mean that he doesn’t care about me and doesn’t want to own me. And why would he? Laxå looks like this. Snabbtåget looks like this. PP looks like this. Gröna Vallen looks like this. My own home looks like this. 

[auline]

While he’s working at his desk, late at night

[tiedandhelpless]

[tigerandpilgrim]

The aftermath.

[auline]

[auline]

On display in a hotel room. On the 7th floor, to make sure the whole city can see. 

[beyondmybelovedimage]

[going-to-die-bitch-deactivated2]

[obeythepatriarchy-deactivated20]

[cumhungrypigwhore-blog]

[auline]

Because it was a special occasion, I, too, was served my food on a plate.