Do You Believe My Love?Do you not think I can love?Do You Believe My Love?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Do you not think I'm sincere?
What is it about me dove
What is it you fear?
I have told you that I love you
What is it I have yet to do?
To show you that my love is true
And make your days a little less blue
I do not think you understand
What I'm willing to do for you
Flavorful love, never bland
I have told you, it's all true
When you finally do see
I hope it's not too late
I've wanted you to claim me
The one you love, your mate
Yes, Master. -- Pet-Play/BDSM StoryShe expected him. With a soft purr she waited, eyes glued to the door. A soft whine occasionally escaping. Her anticipation dampening the tiny pair of boy-short panties that fit snuggly across her hips; the only thing on her small form except a matching bra, her collar, cat ears and tail. The tags on her collar jingled softly as she glanced at the clock. Licking her lips, she glanced down at the tags on her collar that simply said "Master's Kitten", before her eyes returned to the door.Yes, Master. -- Pet-Play/BDSM Story3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Where was he?
Suddenly, footsteps. The jingle of keys. A soft whimper formed in her throat as the door's lock clicked quietly. The door swung open slowly, revealing the large Alpha male who had entered her Master's territory. However this was no random male, of course, but her Master himself. His large form dominated the doorway as he strode in with confidence. This was his house. His domain.
Her mind began to race as she watched him, every ounce of control being used to not moan with the fire he had al
Kittens will play... -- Pet-Play/BDSM StoryKitten glanced around the corner into the dark alley, her eyes searching for any danger. Satisfied, she strode into the darkness with a flick of her tail and a look of annoyance over her shoulder at the obnoxious city behind her. Quickly she worked her way through a series of alleys in her path to return home. She was new to this city, and didn't know it too well. However, she knew the way back home as long as she wasn't distracted.Kittens will play... -- Pet-Play/BDSM Story3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She smiled slightly as she thought of home. Quiet wasn't the right word to describe it. Music was a passion of hers, and it filled the home often. However it wasn't as chaotic and irritating as the city that she quickly tried to leave behind. Her Master would be there at this time as well. She purred softly at the thought, adjusting the small dark blue mini skirt she was wearing, the top tight around her belly and chest, showing just enough cleavage to tease with the black bra beneath.
Suddenly Kitten felt uneasy. Something was wrong. Her ears turned to pic
Words...Your words you useWords...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You use to abuse
Telling me what I am
Revealing me as a sham
To you I am untrustworthy
Not good enough, no loyalty
With some sugar you coat it all
Making me feel like I am small
Pretty words won't mask the pain
What did you really have to gain?
Don't LeaveYou see me slidingDon't Leave3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The more I'm trying
Watching me lose it
How close will you get?
With you knowing who I am
Knowing I am not a lamb
But I am not strong enough
I don't have the lion's stuff
Not weak but not strong
Never right but always wrong
Living here I am in pain
Trying so hard to stay sane
You leave me standing here alone
Look at the hate that you have grown
How much I miss you you won't know
I just wish you wouldn't let go
A Moment with her Master -- Pet-Play/BDSM Story"Good girl!" Master laughed, watching the young girl who sat on the floor on a small cushion, controller in hand. She had just taken down an enemy who'd given her trouble previously.A Moment with her Master -- Pet-Play/BDSM Story3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A purr escaped her as she grinned back at him mischievously, causing him to laugh at her silly, triumphant expression.
"Pause, and come here." he spoke quietly, still watching her.
Kitten mewed softly, tilting her head curiously, but obeyed. She crawled over to him with tail swishing slightly. Her collar's tags clinked softly. Around the house it was her main accessory, clothes being a rarity and only a bra and maybe a pair of boyshorts at that. At the moment she wore only a black lacy bra, long fluffy tail, and her collar.
"Yes, Master?" she asked, not understanding his motives.
Suddenly he laughed. In the next instant he was pulling her up and wrapping his arms around her tightly, pinning her to his chest in a grip that caused her to squeak softly as air was forced out of her lungs. He laughed again, sti
Learning the Ropes -- Pet-Play/BDSM StoryKitten lay stretched across the large bed of her Master, eyes watching the door curiously as she awaited his return. She swished her tail for a moment, completely nude excluding her collar. She waited for several moments, flat on her tummy with head rested on folded arms, until she could hear his footsteps outside the door. In strode the large form of her Master in the next moment, various lengths of rope and her leash in his hands. Kitten watched with anticipation and a lick of her lips.Learning the Ropes -- Pet-Play/BDSM Story3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Come here, Cat." he said, patting his leg as he sat on the bed.
She mewed softly, moving to sit beside him, head tilted.
Master smiled, clicking the leash into place, motioning for her to lay down. She quickly obeyed, looking up at him for a moment before lowering her head onto his leg, her eyes closing as she purred quietly.
With this Master began to slowly let a piece of rope rub over her back and bare bottom. She quivered slightly, causing him to smile as he watched the ripple of the
My thoughts on Human LifeEveryone has their own battles, that's personal to them. From my parents perspective, I was a "mistake"; sticky notes, chocolate-chip cookies, beer and popcorn were also mistakes. I didn't have the greatest life growing up. My parents split up and I wasn't always in the best home, my mom kicked me out at 16 and I had to stay with different people for a while. So fucking what? I still value MY life even if some people don't like me. I'm not going to base my experience in this world off someone elses opinion of me (including my parents). That's stupid. Why should anyone else choose that for me? I choose to enjoy life and I'm happy to be alive. My situation only affected me positively, it made me the strong woman I am today, I am a mother. My child was also unplanned, but some of the best things in life are unplanned. I don't think anyone deserves the right to decide if someone should be dead or alive. I don't support the death penalty either, but I do agree with life imprisonment for peoMy thoughts on Human Life1 year ago in Philosophical More Like This
How to become a better colorist?Hey guys and girls. Today something especially for you. Some useful tips from coloring artist.How to become a better colorist?3 years ago in Personal More Like This
Some of you asked me about tutorial. I really wanted to write one but they are so time consuming.
So let's start.
1. Make good flats at the start. Use polygonal lasso tool in Photoshop and then Paint bucket tool, it's the most accurate method. Filling areas with brushes is wrong, believe me. You will swear to gods and scream out loud trying to later fill all these tiny holes you didn't notice white painting flats with brush.
Of course don't stick to this advice too much. If you have a bunch of tiny elements it's obvious that it's better to color them with hard brush than to use lasso, especially the polygonal one
My way of doing flats is to make every particular color/character on a separate layer. For example, having two girls, sky and clouds in the picture, I make 3 groups: background, girl1, girl2. Then in each group I make layers for: sky, clouds, skin, hair, shirt, jeans... etc. May look