Shadow Rose

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I still fondly remember the first time I encountered someone in Skyrim while I was naked (or as close as it allows). I was just as surprised by their reaction as they were.

Ironically, in MMOs, actual players hardly seem to react to it. Can be annoying at times, but appreciated all the same.

A difficulty worth overcoming.

And perhaps nothing under them except a taste of what the games offer.

That looks like it'd be painful to be in that position for long, even without a tormentor; forward weight would be carried either on the throat, or by continuous effort of arms, but could not be at rest. So the captive may first be the test subject for the trial and error needed to adjust it.

If doing so entails looking so intensely naked, then I agree. And indeed, she could cosplay many characters that way using little more than a wig.

The sheer joy you take in bondage shines through in how you present yourself in it, and it's always a delight to see. (If a little enviously.) 🌹

In my experience, bondage begins when you want out of it: that's when you really experience it. So: as long as that takes; and then as your dom sees fit.

When the voyeur looks, he doesn't really see you: he sees only himself.

Cartoon pin-up illustration of Shadowheart from Baldur's Gate 3, skinny-dipping in a lake at night. Detailed Description Follows: She has her white-haired appearance and is standing knee-deep in the water in the nude, with her back to the viewpoint, looking over her shoulder towards the viewpoint and smiling. She is mostly in shadow, with the moon in the background illuminating what little of her front we can see. In the very close foreground, upon the shore, a night orchid blooms.

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You can't cast a shadow without some light.

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Praise for filling a seldom-served niche is still praise earned. Even if someone could take that from you by simply serving the same niche: they haven't. Then without you, many longings may go unfulfilled.

The alternative is taking praise only for walking paths already well paved.

What's the longest you've continuously had your hands kept behind your back?

This remains one of my favorite games; both in itself, and what can be done with it. The setting touches upon feelings others rarely dare to; something more primal and human to it. I've posted before about some of the things I've done there. Perhaps I can be part of what it has to offer for you.

Such colorful eyes. Perhaps her new friends wonder what else might be so colorful about the living.

Perhaps pick one you think is most representative, along with a collage of the other options, or at least enough that the client knows what kinds of options are on the table. A balance to strike.

She's not the only one unusually undressed. But perhaps the time and effort to equip a saddle would spoil the atmosphere before the ride can begin. She may, however, wish to sit lightly.

If the coffee doesn't wake her, the feeling of a cold countertop against bare skin might.

The birds seem immune to her gaze. I wonder what it is about them that makes it so; or what it is about men that makes them vulnerable to it.

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Shape and proportion matter far more than size; whether large or small.

My uniform isn't as elaborate, but it suits me to wear it. A form of discipline in itself; and leaves me most easily corrected should I stray.

That first book has a curious title. On looking it up, Wikipedia's article uses a crop of that very image to illustrate it.
Given its topic, that image is interesting in itself; an illustration of women's participation in the male gaze, perhaps.

It's like you and @nachikusan.bsky.social had worked together to create a cute and curious crossover of your styles.

It suits an artwork to keep a constitent style and level of detail throughout. For one part to be drawn with every detail when the rest is expressive and sketchy, that wouldn't look right and would call attention to the detailed part, in a way a fetishist would. So perhaps that's why.

But those who do are all the more valued and appreciated for it. 🌹

It doesn't seem so long ago I was amazed that it came to need 7 digits for its images; as of this morning it needs 8, and I was there to witness it. Many milestones it has reached; and may there be many more good feelings to come. And I may yet be a part of it, no longer a lurker, but openly.

Artwork of a shadowy figure in an indistinct, intimately dark setting. A woman, in low crawling posture, pale skin unclad save by thorny vines; a bouquet of roses seems to spring from her back, and her wrists are bound together by these vines. She gazes at you, and seems sad or somber in some way, yet otherwise at ease. An enigma perhaps best left unresolved, lest it lose its magic.

Danbooru has been a part of my life for a long time, I've realized. I collect many images as I come across them; but there I can seek them out by type whenever some amorous whim strikes me. Some steps I was moved to take there have been the beginning of paths I now walk; even my very name.

No better way to master one's defenses. And mastery is always just out of reach, isn't it?

Who could have a better figure for it?

One of the best experiences of nudity is the feeling of taking off wet clothes. To be naked in the rain is to feel that way always, without having to endure soggy clothes too. Water is a hazard while clothed, but accessible while nude: after all, who takes a shower with clothes on?