Well, this is a journal, so you found it. Can I say Happy reading into my life? The life of a kid who hates love. This is a love story, darling.
Well, I don't know about you but I hate school, I have been told it is a place to mingle with good souls...
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I am sexually twisted, I get high off my trauma if I may.
Bondage and Discipline, Dominance and Submission, Sadochism and Masochism
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5 weeks ago
I felt those long calluses fingers gripping and caressing my throat and ribcage.
"It's my first day." I mumble.
Yukio's hand ran lower. It rested on my clavicle.
"I think I read somewhere that sex helps during menstruation." Yukio uttered.
Period sex. I do want to try it.
"Yukio, the couch can get messy."
"We can get a new one."
"Yukio..." I whined
Arrogant and rich. We met at a BDSM club. Yukio was high on marijuana.
His eyes were moist.
I don't want to even know why he was smoking that.
I hate smokers. Passive smokers bear more than they ever bargained for.
Yet I was attracted to the smell. I indulge my fears. I got burned by a smoker.
"I will clean it...Don't force yourself into it if you don't want to and focus on me."Yukio voiced out breaking my chain of thoughts.
Yukio pulled me onto his lap. He was hard. His breath was warm on my nape. I wasn't wearing a bra. I was wearing bandages. I tilted my head backwards. His eyes were hooded.
"Don't get all high on lust now. Ruined me now."
He turned me around. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he sucked the air out of my lungs.
