During this scene I went deep into this verbal fantasy that ..
Added 2021-06-21 15:10:26 +0000 UTCDuring this scene I went deep into this verbal fantasy that I keep thinking about. He was chained up and kneeling as I smothered him. I asked him what I smelled like. "Forest...trees" "More specific. Really take me in." "Like....like redwoods," he moaned into me. As I towered over him, running my wartenberg wheel up and down his sides, driving into his flesh, causing him to shudder and squirm, I told him to imagine me as a tall, gigantic redwood towering hundreds of feet into the sky, and you are the moss, the soil underneath. Imagine my roots sucking out all your nutrients, your life force, to nourish myself so I can grow taller and taller. I dug my pointed heels into his thighs as I mused on my roots tearing into him, cracking him apart to make space for me to become more and more powerful, and him effortlessly, easily giving way.
