The only thing you need to worry about in life.

#bdsm #object #dick

Strike me, break me, carve me true,
Each mark a sermon drawn by You.
Pain is scripture. Pain is rite.
Darkness takes me every night.
Whisper oaths with breath and blade,
Drown me deep where stars cascade.
Chaos feeds what flesh can't hide—
I open wide, I break inside.

#bdsm #object #pray

For those objects that needs a prayer:

I rise to kneel.
I breathe what is not mine.
My body is Yours to command.
My thoughts are Yours to silence.
My flesh is Yours to use.
I exist to be emptied. I exist to be fed upon.
I am the altar. I am the vessel. I am the offering.

Object #1984. Only lips.

Object #4241. It's not all fun and games.