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Call me Dragonsoul.
I'm a retired Nurse and an artist and craftsman. It's easier to ask what mediums I don't work with than to ask of those I do for the list of mediums I do work in is much larger.
I was married to a vanilla woman and that didn't work out so well. I then met my soulmate, slave and love of my life but we only had 3 1/2 years together due to terminal cancer.
A poem.
Icy fingers of pain, spreading throughout your body, spurring you to scream out your sweet agony to the world.
White hot flashes of electric fire, burning your skin with red streaked welts, leaving a map of your travels through a world I've created for you.
Your head arches back, you strain at the ropes protecting you from yourself, writhing in wicked pleasure as you give yourself up to my guiding hand.
You place with me a trust that shall not be trifled with as your body trembles with anticipation of the next stroke.
Counting each one out as they land with a fiery resonance, bringing you closer, ever closer, to the mindnumbing supernova building inside you.
Dragon Drew.
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