by TheVelvetEdge
I really loved this story - thank you and please write more for us. Five stars seems hardly enough.
So real, so raw. I love it. For us, needle play is not sexy... it is emotion and transformation. After several years, pain became pleasure, but it didn't start that way at all. Yet now it is gold, sometimes silver, always sharp - it is like sparking fireworks, stinging and pure. My skin asks for it where it has been done so many times. And sometimes I don't feel a thing and I fear the nerves are damaged and will no longer sing. Other times when I am writhing in bliss and agony, I fear that I can't stand it. Like you wrote at the end of this story... the paradox between wanting it to be over and begging for more... asking yourself what kind of a person does this? Your story was exquisite and raw. I hope you write more.