“Wine and women make wise men dote and forsake God’s law and do wrong.” 

However, the fault is not in the wine, and often not in the woman. The fault is in the one who misuses the wine or the woman or other of God’s crations. Even if you get drunk on the wine and through this greed you lapse into lechery, the wine is not to blame but you are, in being unable or unwilling to discipline yourself. And even if you look at a woman and become caught up in her beauty and assent to sin [= adultery; extramarital sex], the woman is not to blame nor is the beauty given her by God to be disparaged: rather, you are to blame for not keeping your heart more clear of wicked thoughts. … If you feel yourself tempted by the sight of a woman, control your gaze better … You are free to leave her. Nothing constrains you to commit lechery but your own lecherous heart.” 
― AnonymousDives And Pauper

“Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence.” ― Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince

“Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence.” 
― Antoine de Saint-ExupéryThe Little Prince

“So we shall let the reader answer this question for himself: who is the happier man, he who has braved the storm of life and lived or he who has stayed securely on shore and merely existed?” ― Hunter S. Thompson

“So we shall let the reader answer this question for himself: who is the happier man, he who has braved the storm of life and lived or he who has stayed securely on shore and merely existed?” 
― Hunter S. Thompson

“There is no intensity of love or feeling that does not involve the risk of crippling hurt. It is a duty to take this risk, to love and feel without defense or reserve.” ― William S. Burroughs

“There is no intensity of love or feeling that does not involve the risk of crippling hurt. It is a duty to take this risk, to love and feel without defense or reserve.” 
― William S. Burroughs

I want to do bad things to you

I want to do bad things to you

word especially some anon prick on the internet

word especially some anon prick on the internet

Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.-Kahlil Gibran

Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.
-Kahlil Gibran

"Today, slut, you will be treated as nothing but a sex toy. You will be used thoroughly in any way I decide. You are not to speak unless told to specifically. You may moan if the desire strikes you, and I give you permission to cum. But otherwise, you are to be like a living sex doll. Understand?"

I smiled. “Yes Master”. As soon as the words left my mouth, I heard a knock at the motel room door. 

"Ah, my surprise has arrived." Master said with a hint of glee in his voice. "Remember what I told you, slut. If you please me, you will be well rewarded." I heard him go to the door, and greet whoever was there.

"You guys ready to enjoy? She’s your living sex doll, as promised. She is completely willing, and you are free to do as you please with her. I will be watching, and may join in myself." My skin flushed at what my Master had just said. We had discussed bringing in other men to use me. And Master had finally made my fantasy come true! I knew the last part he had said for my benefit, so that I would feel safe to enjoy this special treat.

She forced my legs further open, so as to bring my aching pussy closer to her mouth, I could feel her hot breath on my pussy, she wanted to suck me, I wanted to feel her mouth on my now very wet pussy…. I moved my hips closer to her mouth; she lifted her head and slid her tongue straight into my pussy… Holy crap, now that feels good…

She forced my legs further open, so as to bring my aching pussy closer to her mouth, I could feel her hot breath on my pussy, she wanted to suck me, I wanted to feel her mouth on my now very wet pussy…. I moved my hips closer to her mouth; she lifted her head and slid her tongue straight into my pussy… Holy crap, now that feels good…