L'imminence d'un violent désordre
L'imminence d'un violent désordre
I will not give you what you want, I'll show you what you need.
Aiguiser sur toi mon regard
Of course I can, and will.
Can I have it all ?
"La convulsion de la chair est d'autant plus précipitée qu'elle est proche de la défaillance."
- Georges Bataille, L'érotisme
Le visage intérieur
@pierrelecavalier.bsky.social
Breathe in and out ; smell what's left of me in there : the only bit of me you get to have access to.
Broken doll
You get to open your mouth
Sous l’halo de @oeilpouroeil.bsky.social
Cohérence esthétique
And you ask yourself, does she know what she's doing to me ? It is reassuring to tell yourself I'm too carefree to notice the power I have over you, when you know deep down what the truth is. That I don't let anything to hasard, that I see, understand everything and like to play with this ability.
Dame de trèfle
Sun is back, so am I
Is it the nylon, latex, heels, or tattoos that attract your attention most?
Se glisser en chacun d'eux, comme une clef dans une serrure.
@pierrelecavalier.bsky.social
Pain is a mere extension of my fingers ; feel it, enjoy it, and suck it up.
Feeding your fantasies and starting to live rent free in your mind
L'oeil qui court vertigineusement dans tes fibres.
@pierrelecavalier.bsky.social
What's hidden behind those sweet panties is a covered with red wax and previously hurt cock.
Show less, say more.
Picture I took before a session with N. He was 30 minutes late, I believe it shows.
Of course, I could avenge and put a smile back on my face.
How I like men : hairless, arched back, voluptuous lips, helpless, offered.
Closest I can get to romanticism
@pierrelecavalier.bsky.social captured in the Lodge, in my all seeing lens(es).
Accidental print on skin during yesterday's session. Will experiment more in the coming days.
Hush hush
It's been almost two months now since I'm getting fresh flowers every time needed ; bouquets are becoming bigger and bigger, thank you M.
Blade, by Casadei
"Do my fingers taste like plaster?" she said, while making him gag on her hand. "Yes", he answered.
She confirmed:
"It is the taste of your reification."
Your reification into my realm of perfectly still, silent and beautiful men, statufied men.