Last night I sat and wrote a post for This D/s Life about my relationship with pain. In fact what I really wrote about was why I often endure pain to get what it is I really love; marks. As a result I was looking through all the pictures I had of me with marks of some description or other to illustrate that post. To say I got a little lost in that task would be an understatement and having found it tricky to pick between the various ones I had, I thought I would post an alternative one here for today’s February Photofest.
This image captures perfectly the thoughts in my post. I hate the belt, it is mean and cruel and yet there is some part of me, that also loves it because it is those things and it is very good at leaving its mark and I am all about the marks.