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V E N U S
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    Time 18m
Ongoing, First published Dec 07, 2016
Mature
Pain is demanded to be felt. Why? For the betterment of the world? For the betterment of myself? I've felt pain, I've felt suffering, sadness, madness, but never pure unpolluted happiness. Why pain? Why not joy or exuberance. 

People this is what brings joy from pain and pain from joy. The way people's minds work, the way people act. This is where emotion comes from. I may be shattered on the inside but my exterior is still in tact and I refuse to let my front fall. For if my walls crumble and I no longer bring joy to those in pain then all that's left is pain. So I put on this smile and kindness. I share pleasantries and gratitude so that I don't lose purpose.

But what happens if I let my walls crumble, If I let someone slip through the cracks, will I fall from the weight of pain or be lifted by the air of others?
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Masked Feelings

101 parts Complete Mature

"Why the mask?" he asked. I kept quiet as he moved his hand to my hair. He untied my hair and let the hair band fall on the ground. "Why are you touching me? I'm a whore, right?" I asked as I stared at him, right in the eyes. He stared back at me and didn't answer. Didn't he just call me a whore? He buried his face back in my neck and lightly blow on my face. That felt good. Damn good. When his lips made contact with my skin, i bit my lips to stop a moan. I could feel his hands letting my wrists free. My hands fell on his shoulders. My eyes were closed as I concentrated on the feelings that I was getting. What the hell was he doing to me? Two persons. Two different worlds. Domination or submission? Relationship? What happens when two persons get into a thrilling, confusing and intense relationship? Love or hatred? Read to find out!