Nik The Forge Bear

@niktheforgebear.bsky.social

Maker of Mischief, Teller of Tales, Instructor of Insanity, Chief Architect of Chaos https://linktr.ee/NiktheForgeBear P.O. Box 383 Groton, CT 06340

Losing power, Finding shade, Making time, Without the world to distract, When the lights go back on and the motor starts to hum once more I want to be perfumed as only you can as reward for having entertained every fantasy that wakes you in the night and reach for yourself in the dark

I shall walk the world today, trying to present a civilized air all the while the feral and frenzied beast within the dark forest of my mind shall nip at my heels over all the ungodly things I contemplate doing to you with every single step

Dear self deprecating subs: Negative self talk & ignoring compliments shall be resolved by you getting played with, either manually or with toys, while pinned to the bed until you have accepted and repeated the 50 things I have to say about you. Let’s call it pleasured reinforcement

I ache Let me caress your ills away I am cold Let me bring heat to your form I am wounded Let me heal you I am scared Let me soothe with words and place myself against you to comfort I am hungry Let me feast upon your presence I thirst Let me drink of you till oceans run dry

Giving you something you can feel Something that vibrates its way from the core of you Outward The warm waves of humming heat Riding along the curves that curl as you grasp on for dear lust forgetting how to let go so lost in it That nothing can compare Until the next orgasm creeps tongued deep