Author: Mel Douleur

In my late thirties, as a wife, a mother, an administrative manager… As a woman in emotional flux, I spread my fingers across a keyboard one day to defeat the boredom inside my mind. I found that truth was actually quite interesting. I found that the imaginary was even more interesting. I found that I could write. And, Mel Douleur was born.

Woman

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Voluptuous Woman 2 (edited) by darsigu via Deviant Art.com

Do you see it? Feel it?
The glory it is to be a woman?

Silky skin
Sweet lips
Delicious curves
Inviting hips

Our bodies alone can render you speechless.

Can you hear it? Smell it? Taste it?
All the intoxicating loveliness of a female?

Sultry whispers
Vixen moans
Scent of lust
Salty folds

Our sexuality is difficult to ignore.

Do you sense it?
My pure, messy, luscious desire?

Filling your mind, consuming your thoughts, invading your dreams…

Want me,
Need me,
Be good to me…

You’ve got me.

Waiting

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stugym by DelilahWoolf via Deviant Art.com

I lie, and wait, for punishment. You’re gonna use the belt. My love/hate relationship with that God awful thing makes you use it more often than you should. Since you told me to wait like this, I know you will use the belt. You don’t punish my ass anymore, because I like it. Too much. So the back it is. At least you haven’t discovered how sensitive my legs are. I don’t think you’d hit my legs anyway, knowing how much I love them.

Are you going to make me wait an hour? This is the worst part. Waiting. It’s part of the punishment, I know, because I’m so fucking impatient. You make me wait constantly. Do you think I’ll suddenly become more patient? I should ask you that sometime. …No, you’d probably slap me across the face. Hmm…

God, would you hurry up already? My knees hurt. Better not tell you that, you’ll keep me on them. That wouldn’t be so bad. I love having your cock in my throat. But I’d rather get fucked. I need it so badly.

That’s why I’m getting punished, you caught me masturbating in the shower. Like a one minute orgasm could compare to getting fucked. I wasn’t sure I’d see you. I needed release.

You NEED to learn. I’m tired of punishing you for the same thing, over and over.

It’s true. It’s probably the only thing I get punished for. I can’t remember another reason. I’ve never thought to ask you if I could rub one out. Maybe I want to get punished. I am a masochist. But back strappings fucking hurt.

Shit. This is going to hurt.

Tears? What the fuck?! I barely cry from an ass strapping and today I’m about to cry before I even get hit? I’m seriously messed up. Are you ever going to come in here and get this over with?

How much worse would it be if you came in to find me in another position? My knees are killing me. If I could touch myself, it wouldn’t be so bad. God. I just can’t leave well enough alone. I must be a punishment junkie.

Get in here, already! This sucks. I HATE waiting. Oh, wait… I hear you coming. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. This is going to hurt. Stop crying, fucking pussy. It’s your own fault. Shit.

I hear the buckle. I hear you pulling it free. …Well, get it over with, already…

Are you going to hit me? Or just stare at me? Please, don’t make me count.

Shit…

Her fantasy

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Lonely by Rigonatti via Deviant Art.com

She snuggles against him, languidly scratching her nails through his beard. She adores his amazing beard. Then, she traces the outline of his lips as he stares out, at nothing.

Spent from an afternoon tryst, she still feels every mark and stroke on her skin, and the sticky, dampness between her thighs. Proof of his deliciously, climactic Dominance.

“Where are you, Sir?”
“Lying next to you, Pet.”
“Not really… You are far away.”
“I’m always far away, little one.”

He turns to her and traces her face, staring into her eyes.

“So, haunting,” he rumbles. “I’m lost, is all, My Pet. You have shown me things that I don’t know what to do with. Opened me…”

Leaning in, his fingers wrap around her throat and pull her lips to his.

His kiss fills her with fire, invading her system like some wayward chemical. He infuses her with his passion, disrupts her mind’s currents, and tears at her broken heart.

As he pulls free, leaving her breathless and wanting, she tries to hypnotize him with those eyes. But he is too far away.

“Please, Sir…”

Then, he is gone. And she is reminded, once again, it is just a fantasy.

Her fantasy.

Mess

The mess you left by cyanide mishka Via DeviantArt.com
The mess you left by cyanide mishka Via DeviantArt.com

Vacant eyes,
Parted lips,
Damp thighs,
Shifting hips.

Pull me in, by my stare, make me want you, oh I’m there.

Wild thoughts,
Wicked dreams,
Lurid visions,
Soundless screams.

Force me down, pull me up, make me beg you, you’re so tough.

Dark moments,
Hard pain,
Soft secrets,
Kisses rain.

Take me places, I don’t care, I’ll go with you, anywhere.

Hours pass,
Minutes press,
Every second,
I’m your mess.

Excitement

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Exciter by daaram via DeviantArt.com

A breath, held captive.
A heartbeat, stolen.
A sigh, adapted.
A moment, fallen.

Excitement.

My eyes haunt you,
My lips taunt you,
My mind daunts you,
My body wants you.

Excitement.

A moment risen,
A sigh tended,
A heartbeat given,
A breath lended.

That is…

Excitement.

Stuck

Sunless, hapless, endless,
Stuck in winter, lifeless.

Senseless, centless, endless,
Stuck at work, ambitionless.

Wordless, thoughtless, endless,
Stuck in head, mindless.

Gutless, ruthless, endless,
Stuck in world of meanness.

Sexless. Fuckless. Endless.
Stuck.
Breathless.
Endless.

Lights ON

Keep the Lights ON by disok from DeviantArt.com
Keep the Lights ON by disok from DeviantArt.com

Lights on…

Take that off, climb on top, let me see you, don’t you stop.

Lights on…

So beautiful, so fucking hot, my sexy slut, don’t you stop.

Lights on…

Let me hear you, you’re gonna pop, I love your pussy, don’t you stop.

Lights on…

Cum for me, till you drop, cum you bitch, don’t you stop.

Lights on…

…

Panting, screaming, seething, climbing,
clenching, drenching, moaning, writhing,
pushing, pulling, forcing, crying,

More, please more. Please keep driving!

Stroking, teasing, kissing, hissing,
trying, rising, striving, thriving,
pressing, rubbing, aching, flying,

Please no more, I think I’m dying!

…

Lights on…

A little further, you can’t flop, I want another, don’t you stop.

Lights on…

In a minute, you can drop, just one more girl, don’t you stop.

Lights on…

I love to watch you, do this bop, you can do it, don’t you stop.

Lights on…

That’s it pretty slut, I’m at the top, cum with me kitten, don’t you stop.

Lights on…

…

Now, Lights Off…

 

Your Smile

A simple smile, on your lips.
That’s all it takes, to change my face.
An honest hope, a wistful wish.
That’s how you make life change it’s pace.

A simple smile, forever mine.
The moment that you stand and wait.
A moment that is pressed in time.
My kiss will always change your gait.

A simple smile, given to me.
That’s how you make my life complete.
A gift that pays eternally.
You are my world, love, I am replete.

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5 Signs a Coyote is Near on a Snowy Day

A different type of four-legged friend/foe… THIS is the reason I’m typically frightened of canines… their stalking nature. I suppose I am more like them then I would like to admit!!! (lol)
And it is a pretty amusing post from a good friend of mine.

David's avatarThe Marmot in My Head

When walking across prairies or through woods you may wish to know whether a coyote is walking with you. You may wish to know many more things, but, surely this is one of them. In fact, research shows that 22% of all top 1000 things-to-know lists include nearby coyote spotting.* Fact. Without further adoadieu babbling, here are the 5 signs of a coyote walking with you:

  1. when the old tracks go to the culvert and the new ones go from the culvert and end up right near that dense tree, over there;
  2. when dogs, from a modest distance look towards you, but off to the side a bit, at the dense tree, over there;
  3. when geese, planted on the snow, also look not at you but to one side … dense tree, etc.;
  4. when, at your sudden noise, a yipping cough dislodges snow and reveals a coyote snout, likely…

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