a 16.5k word first draft in a week is a wild amount for Me to have written now I rest My eyes

scenes from date night telling @trannieoakley.meangirls.online what it means to be an object while it was bound with lashing straps and held down in a slowly filling tub then waiting for it to tell me it accepts how things will be going forward and not turning the water off until it did

ok, last knifepost

trans girl valentines date

more knifeposting :)

this, a hand around your throat, and sustained eye contact

depends on the purse, this is what’s in my big one that’s near me right now just a little something to turn off a girl’s fight, flight, or writhe in pleasure response when i want her still

lean in, we are in this together i feel softer now sweeter

hey yall a close friend of mine is in dire and immediate need

I find myself in the kind of mood to assert my superiority over all my lessers. So far beneath me as to be indistinguishable from specks of dust. My radiance shall sear your flesh from your bones, unworthy worms. You are not fit to lay a greasy finger upon my skin.

the other night I was in a position to deliver a scene I had initially promised last year quoted with permission from the debrief “Turns out I don't need the drugs from the Mechsploitation fics to get utterly obliterated in my head” sometimes reality is better than fiction

this went quite well, by the way the blood of many will be spilled by our hands as a result and I mean this very literally

this went quite well, by the way the blood of many will be spilled by our hands as a result and I mean this very literally

hm, and there will be small parts of it that you never get to see except two of you you know who you are

“Use AI or get left behind!” Please, leave me behind. Drop me off on the side of the road somewhere. Sentence me to a remote cabin with a typewriter and some wildflowers that don’t know how to use the internet

on top of the world at the end of the world with you

Hey, you! You deserve it all. Love and care, safety, a full life. These are for you, too.

this is quickly going from a need to a NEED I wonder if I could expense it…

I now know at least one delightful sadist a few minutes travel from every one of My city’s subway lines

off to meet another terrifying woman for coffee I’m sure some of you might eventually benefit from this conversation 🖤

Really looking forward to dinner with my sadist-in-law 💜

#bakedrhymes I am just a Poet And yet Sometimes I am more Today I am an angel. Sadistic Seraphim Her Wings clipped Halo Shattered Guilty Of Questioning The Almighty Father I have known the taste Of the forbidden fruit I now share it Gleefully Freewill Was never His To Deny Us

My metamour @minnietheyid.bsky.social just told me that she put “dinner with my in-laws” when requesting time off for our dinner next week and it gave Me a big smile 😊

The Routine (a story about bedtime) bsky.app/profile/elea...

Tiffany bsky.app/profile/elea...

Untitled Poem bsky.app/profile/elea...

Whipping Girl bsky.app/profile/elea...

The Cavalier. One day, I want to come back to this world as it means a lot to me. bsky.app/profile/elea...

Bright (a poem, with a photo) bsky.app/profile/elea...

I'm Eleanor Thorn. Unless I tell you, call me Eleanor, or el if I'm being little 🌸. I am an artist exploring the eroticism and horror of pain, corruption, agere and love. My mediums are writing and kink play/dynamics. My main writing: archiveofourown.org/users/Eleano... Microfics & poems below:

it would need neck, arm and leg restraints too keeping her tightly bound as so she can’t disturb My call I can’t have her beating on the glass of her forever home those in the meeting might then think Me so inconsiderate as to ignore a knocking so urgently on My door I’m not rude, after all

I will do my best to make sure she survives; single use girls are bad for the environment but “mistakes” sometimes “happen” of course I would even put a mic inside the box to stream to My Friends and make the couple girls I, once in a while and for now, treat with care listen in

I like the idea of an airtight enclosure with a port glove external oxygen feed, tubing running to her nose, with a little desflurane in the mix to keep her docile but still able to bring her back quickly when I need her present to look panicked

the word from My mouth the sound to her ear the electricity to her brain the tears to her cheek My smile from her surrender

“If you remember our conversation from a couple days ago…” *𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑏𝑜𝑜𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑝𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑢𝑑 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑𝑙𝑦* “Oh, sorry, that was just my cat sneezing.”

I need a girl beside My desk for frustrating meetings so I can grind My heel into her cunt or fist fuck her throat does anyone know how good Teams’ background noise filtering is with screams of pain and wet gargling sounds?

mindless look of surrender from the girl under my boots is kind of intoxicating

the word from My mouth the sound to her ear the electricity to her brain the tears to her cheek My smile from her surrender

time to go live up to My banner picture, hope you all have fun this evening!

first therapy session in about a month because of the new job hours glad they’ll be back to weekly in a couple weeks once we’ve got the new schedule in place

“If you remember our conversation from a couple days ago…” *𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑏𝑜𝑜𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑝𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑢𝑑 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑𝑙𝑦* “Oh, sorry, that was just my cat sneezing.”

I need a girl beside My desk for frustrating meetings so I can grind My heel into her cunt or fist fuck her throat does anyone know how good Teams’ background noise filtering is with screams of pain and wet gargling sounds?

I try to stay out of squabbles and online arguments, but sometimes I need to vent a little anyway, back to the usual posting of artistic and meaningful sadistic depravity you followed Me for

the venn diagram of liberals who can’t understand how someone would give up chick-fil-a and liberals who refuse to give up harry potter fandom is a flat circle

I recently decided it was time for Me to put a little more into what adorns My hands, and the first expression of this has arrived luminous, beautiful, and very unique something I already greatly treasure and it fits perfectly on my right hand

If you refer to erotica or art as "spicy" in my vicinity, I will make you drink a bottle of hot sauce. You'll learn precision in your speech or lose the privilege.

This might be the most fucked up thing you've ever written

Your profile is like? 50% you hurting girls, threatening to hurt girls, or relishing having previously hurt girls. Or posing with knives for girl hurting reasons.