Once bitten…

By on April 25, 2012.

25th April 2012

Just over a week on from my lovely birthday party and all the bruises are nearly gone. On the front of both my thighs some deep red welts left by the wrap around from the flogger linger and when I take a shower in the morning the heat from the water brings them up to surface. Regular readers here will know that I adore these marks and each morning when they bloom to the surface my fingers trace lovingly over them. This morning I pointed them out to him, calling them love marks for that is exactly what they are.

Love bites

For some people I am sure the marks on my skin look painful, violent, even brutal and I can understand that. They are deep dark bruises that as humans we usually associate with damage and injury, not love and passion and yet for me that is exactly what they represent. When I look at the marks he leaves on me I see the results of a passionate and consensual play that feeds our mutual love of our opposite egos, he the dominant and me the submissive. They are our version of love bites just love bites with attitude.

bruised ass

Do you remember the love bites of your youth; those teenaged fumbling that resulted in you wearing a high neck sweater around the house for days? I had not given a thought to them until today, the love marks comments from this morning triggering my memory and then I found my mind wandering back to those marks and smile burst across my lips. You see the few that I did get when I was a teenager I adored. I can remember the little shiver of excitement I got when I looked at them in the mirror and how I used to nurse then with my fingers. I was young and naive then and knew nothing and I mean nothing of BDSM or D/s relationships and nor would I for many years to come but today something clicked for me and I realised, looking back on those innocent love bites, that my love of marks and bruises is by no means as new a thing to me as I thought it was. I just failed to follow my youthful instinct or maybe and probably more accurately I wasn’t ready then and probably most important of all neither was he. It would seem that although we both harboured a need for this dark love neither us would find it until we found each other.

Mollyxxx

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  1. Beautiful love marks!
    And thank you for sparking the memory. I too loved to have the beautiful markings of a love bite in my neck. I remember how I had to hide it from my parents, but also how frequently I stopped to look in the mirror and admire the marks.
    It certainly just takes the right person to take the love marks to the next level :)
    Rebel xox

  2. Those are excellent revelations! I never was given any hickeys but I knew what they represented, and I love the correlation between them and the ‘love bites’ we receive in play… I have the same feeling about them :)

    ~Kazi xxx

  3. I have never had love bites on my neck! I have had them in other places, but it’s just never happened in a more public place. Interesting realization for me! Great pics! :)

  4. We loved reading the second paragraph wherein you state that while your marks look damaging and injurious, they are actually the result of totally consensual play. It’s the assumption that most people seem to have that everyone is exactly like them and that what is true of one person or one relationship is true for all that really upsets us. People are so narrow-minded and judgmental. Sexy shots; you are beautiful, as ever, and you wear your bruises with pride!

  5. They’re beautiful marks. I wish people wouldn’t jump to conclusions so quickly with them, I really don’t like hiding my marks, I want to wear them proudly. People who jump to thinking I’m being abused make me grumpy kitty.

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