Ink•Dom

35 | he/him | Dominance is my language | Poetry is my accent

[sirwhisper]

Between the Lines

by Ink•Dom

She was shy,

she was smiling.

I did not speak her language,

she did not speak mine.

But we shared eyes,

we shared smiles.

Her presence was like an angel

searching for an excuse to sin

or a way to please.

She was caught between one line,

and on mine

I wanted her bound,

so she could discover

what that line would make of her—

a sinner,

or a submissive who has learned

the art of how to please.

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Resident Evil for PlayStation, 1996 August 1996 issue of EGM 2 (no. 26)

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Carnegie Mueseum of Art and Natural History, May 2026.

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Bliss is When she rides so so good.

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