green slave husband

Author: lllkkl
Word count: 39303
One night, my husband was working overtime, and after taking a shower, I casually sat in front of the computer, opened the SM forum that I hadn’t browsed for a long time, and browsed casually. On the Internet, there are very few articles that attract me. I think that no matter whether you post an article on a forum or a post, you must first have connotation, and the style of writing must be similar. Many posts do not even divide paragraphs, which is really unbearable.

Suddenly, an article titled “The Inevitable Transformation of Giving and Receiving” attracted me. The article’s portrayal and description of S/M psychology can be described as penetrating. Without sufficient practical experience, such an article cannot be written. After watching it, the screen in front of my eyes gradually became blurred, and my mind was still immersed in the content about the sexual stimulation in S’s heart.

I settled down and found the author of this article – the God of Darkness.

I don’t know why, but my heart couldn’t help beating a few times, and then I entered the four words “God of Darkness” in the QQ search… I found it! It’s online!

I don’t know what drove my finger, so I clicked to add friends…

The avatar started to flicker, and I clicked on it: “What’s your name? How old? Height? Weight? Measurements? Talk to me after reporting these, you must be real!” I felt a little dizzy before my eyes, and felt my lower abdomen tighten.

“My name is Case, 29 years old, 165 centimeters tall, 50 kilograms, and measurements are 84, 62, 86…” I, a female S, who has always been domineering on the Internet, did not know what happened today, and obediently answered every question asked by the other party, including age and measurements.

“Well! You passed. If you want to be my M, you must think it through. You are not allowed to resist, you are not allowed to bargain, and you must be attached to me physically and mentally. You will give me three days to reply when you think about it, and delete me if you don’t feel good. Remember, give me an answer at this time in three days!” My scalp began to tingle. Looking at the darkened head portrait, I softly laid my head on the table, feeling that my body was being divided into pieces and scattered into the air…

“Use sex like a normal person, it will become your enemy, it will destroy you, and you will only dissipate your energy in sex. Be aware of your desire, don’t create any struggle, and enter the desire with full consciousness. When you enter the desire with full consciousness, you will surpass it.” I lay on the bed, unable to fall asleep for a long time, and I was still thinking about that article in my mind.

“No matter what you are now, you have to accept yourself. This is the most basic element—total acceptance. Only through total acceptance can you grow and use every energy you have. Sex is not just an act of love. Even if you don’t feel happy when you do it, you can’t do without it. The more you try to leave it, the more attractive it becomes.” I am trying to analyze myself rationally. Are you not satisfied with sex? No, very satisfied. So what do you want?”No matter what you are now, you have to accept it completely. You are a great mystery. You have many levels of energy. You have to accept it, with deep sensitivity, with awareness, with love, with understanding, and move with every energy. Follow it… Then every desire can become a tool for transcendence. Then every energy can become a help, and then this world is Nirvana. This body is a temple, a sacred temple, or a sacred place. The way to make this sacred place sacred is to make your own The soul is elevated.” I admire his writing, and even more admire the thought in his writing, and feel that I am being dragged helplessly into the vortex of his soul…

“Sexual desire is a kind of exploitation for the other party, and others are just a tool that is used and then discarded. Only SM can make the two of you combine in a deep experience, and you become partners of a deep experience, not an exploiter and an exploited. SM will let you enter a different world together with love.” I feel like my heart has been hollowed out. Could it be that my needs are the feelings of that different world?

But why can’t I enter with my husband? “Once a woman is dominated by her body, it is difficult for a man to satisfy her, because a woman can have a series of orgasms, especially when she feels that SM brings the orgasm to the highest level, she is completely sublimated. But once a man can’t do it, she immediately needs another man, and group sex is a taboo.” I have some urges to escape, and I dare not think about it anymore. I feel that I am about to be brought to a world that I will never dare to face. What am I going to do? But my strength seems too weak, and the torrent of thoughts rushes down.

“To enjoy SM, you have to enter it completely. Forget about yourself, your civilization, your religion, your culture, your ideology, forget everything, just enter that state, without reservation, become absolutely non-thinking, only in this way, the awareness that you become one with someone can happen, and then this sense of oneness can be separated from your partner, and can be used to become one with the whole universe. At this time, your soul is free.” I turned over and buried my face in the quilt. , picked up another pillow, and pressed the back of his head. But the thoughts are still surging…

“As long as you surrender, no matter where the life force leads you, you will follow it. What is there to be afraid of?

Why should you be afraid? If you cannot be free from fear with your lover, where are you without fear? under my feet! Once you can feel that the life force can help itself to take the right path it needs, that will give you a very basic insight into the whole of life, then you can surrender your whole life to Me, the God of Darkness, and I will make your soul love yourself for the rest of your life.”

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The sound of the door opening brought me back to reality, and my husband came back. I glanced at the watch by the bed, it was half past eleven in the evening. I quickly arranged the pillow, turned my face inward, and pretended to fall asleep. I don’t know why, but I feel a little