Erotic Muse

A collection of things that intrigue, captivate or make me tremble with desire.

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To hell, to hell with balance! I break glasses; I want to burn, even if I break myself. I want to live only for ecstasy. I’m neurotic, perverted, destructive, fiery, dangerous - lava, inflammable, unrestrained.

—Anaïs Nin (via salacious-musings)

Yes.

(Source: snakehair, via salacious-musings)

fortheloveofasub:

Tension
I love this moment; when submission has already been granted, and control already taken. And yet there is a necessary pause. A break in the continuum of the night from our vanilla selves to the darkly sensing beings we are to become. A time to absorb and savor. Breathing in each other’s essence. Drawing upon each other’s power. A pause to marvel at the aura of beauty, sensuality and need glowing ever brighter between us. Each passing second of inaction only serving to heighten our awareness, our power, our craving. Winding the clock spring ever tighter toward its inevitable breaking point. That point where we unleash the full fury of the power that is us.
But just now, for what seems like an eternity, we revel in the mounting tension.
Caption © For The Love of a Submissive, 2012
Image Credit Unknown

fortheloveofasub:

Tension

I love this moment; when submission has already been granted, and control already taken. And yet there is a necessary pause. A break in the continuum of the night from our vanilla selves to the darkly sensing beings we are to become. A time to absorb and savor. Breathing in each other’s essence. Drawing upon each other’s power. A pause to marvel at the aura of beauty, sensuality and need glowing ever brighter between us. Each passing second of inaction only serving to heighten our awareness, our power, our craving. Winding the clock spring ever tighter toward its inevitable breaking point. That point where we unleash the full fury of the power that is us.

But just now, for what seems like an eternity, we revel in the mounting tension.

Caption © For The Love of a Submissive, 2012

Image Credit Unknown

chateau-de-luxe:


NEW YORK / KARLIE KLOSS / PRIVATE SESSION / VOGUE JAPAN / DECEMBER 2011


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chateau-de-luxe:

NEW YORK / KARLIE KLOSS / PRIVATE SESSION / VOGUE JAPAN / DECEMBER 2011

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