daydreaming


See you have me in my feels

your scent is in my sheets and on my skin.

I can’t get you out my head,

all that’s on my mind is getting to be inside you

exploring conversations from multiple points of view

I’m sitting here wanting to get to know you

to make good on this weekends feelings and actions.

I’m daydreaming about great conversation, play and sex.

sitting here with the unfocused mind, wanting what I can’t have.

I’m trying to avoid past misfortunes with how much I do do with people from the 1st kiss to the last argument.

It looks good, almost as good as you.

Hope you laugh at that, I’m just trying to break the ice with jokes.

this daydream is on full cycle for me, every 10 mins or so I get a different cut scene from my memory

I agree, you might be a force of nature.

I hope I’m still a wave rider

that I don’t drown in this storm

-Dreads

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creative


See I have this thing I do when I get bored/angry/upset/horny/happy or add emotion here.  I write, I enjoy fashioning my words into post/stories/poems/reads or rants/ it’s fun to me.

Thank you for being here as I focus my mind and make somethings come to life.  I may not be supremely consistent, know that I’m working on changing this up and being the creator all 201 of you deserve.  If there is something you want me to write about let me know.

Keep reading & I’ll keep improving

peace,

Dreads

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mood


here’s my thing:

All I want to do is eat you out like we used to do.  Anywhere in the house or out of it for that matter.  I’m a fan of fresh pussy I know I can make it juicy.  I’m looking to do it old school fruit, ice, whipped cream, maybe even the honey.  I know my neck is stronger than your current partner, bring that here and take a seat on someone fit to serve.  Let this nose tickle your clit in the front and your anus in the rear.  You know how I do & how I want to do you.

Stop fucking with that zero

Cum fuck with a hero

I know it’s been a minute and whatnot, just fall through so I can show you what you’ve been missing out with them.

  • Dreads
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Family Secrets


See here is the thing, you came into my home unarmed with this wild idea that you. Little fucking you could take me out by yourself.  Did you see yourself suspended upside down over the pool full of piranhas or with shallow cuts that drip into the water.  Do you see how excited my babies get as your blood hits  did you see what happened to your best friend last time you stupid fuck tried to get me.  All I have left of her is her skull, it’s right there next to your fathers skull and all of your siblings.

I’ll leave you here as the rope burns & I recommend not swinging to much, but do scream as much as you like, I’ll be in the house having a drink waiting on the grand revenge plan of yours to kick off.  Do you want something to drink or will you drink your tears?  It’s a true shame you’re not more like your mother.  She made a wonderful pet, hell you can still see her trophies on the mantle.  She lured all of you here over the years but you had to kill her didn’t you.  Anything to say for yourself Allison?

“Yeah FUCK YOU STEVE, I’m going to get free & I’ll fuck you with a dry femur you psychotic piece of shit.  You’ll pay for all of the crimes you’ve committed against me and mine! These binds won’t hold me and your precious fish won’t eat me you crossbreed piece of trash.  I’m going to gut you like a animal an leave your entrails to be feasted upon by animals. Don’t turn your back on me you spineless sponge sack of semen waste!!!” Allison shouts

“Allison my dear child, I’ll let you know this since you’re dying in the next minute.  *watching the rope thin and dwindle* I am a vampire older than all the rest.  You’re the only cross breed here my child & will enjoy watching my babies tear you apart weakling.  I must admit I like your spunk especially with all that’s going on in your blood.  Your father was a elfven werewolf & your mother a vampire.  You’re beyond unnatural & my only regret is tonight is not a full moon else wise I’d skin you and wear that magnificent silver & gold coat you sport.” Steve responds.

“Boy do I have a surprise for you pops-” Splash

“sadly you’re out of time child and my babies now have you.” Steve says with glee walking to his wet bar for a glass of blood.

“yum, a fresh newborn is getting harder to come by” he thinks

splish splash drip drip drip ROAR!!!!!!!!

“STEEEEEVVVVVEEEEEEE, you’re next!!!!!!” Alison roars.

“How how how are you alive, and my sweet babies, *glancing in the pool at the fish* noooooo my babies are dead an bloating.  What did you do freak?” Steve asks backing away.

corning him lashing out “The same thing I’ll do to you dust trap,  I’ll slice you open and watch you turn to nothingness.  I’m going to enjoy this.” Allison says

the full moon peaks through the clouds Steve attempts to escape only to feel a tug on his left leg.

“Let me go you mutt or I’ll-aaaaaaahahhhhahhahahah my leg” Steve clutches his hip crawling away towards the house.

“mhmmmm you taste so good old one.  I see how mommy loved you so much.” Allison comments while eating all the muscle and sinew off his femur.  “For the fish still alive” she tossed in the lower leg that is immediately gorged upon.

“must get to the house, must get my sword… Almost there a few more minutes & I’ll be safer….Ugh no no no not my arrrrrmrmrmmmmmm!!!!” Steve screams as his right arm is ripped off at the shoulder.  His blood covers the grass like red rain.

“you don’t need your sword hand Steven Wolfsbane.” Allison says tossing it across the yard.

“What do you want child? you’ve taken me away from this plane as the blood flows freely…I’m dying Alli?” Steve weakly inquires.

“hmm, well I’ll take the arm first *blood sprays her face and torso as she tears off the other arm stopping only to remove his family ring* second legitimize me you fossil or *holding his femur* we have a date.” Allison says.

*coughing blood* “All this was about being my heir, how do you figure child *coughing more blood* Arg Stop LET ME DIE you evil child!!!” Steve shouts

“old baby can’t handle a torch on his torn off limbs” Allison coos

“Oh well since you won’t do as I ask, you won’t be needing this anymore” She says slowly pulling his leg off as each joint pops

“ugh you bitch, please make it stop…*weeping blood tears* I’ll do it I’ll do it.  Please Allison just rip it off fast. pllleeeeasssee…” Steve wails

“Atta boy *ripping his leg off & tossing it on the roof*  hold still old man I have to burn the nub.” Allison states flatly

“urgh why why are you doing this to me? I was so good to your mother and your sisters.  I made sure they never hungered nor did I force them to drink animal blood.” Steve questions

“For starters you’ve killed all the men in my family, my pack was drained dry & the newborn you feasted on was my son. You sick sadistic sapped sawed sucker.  The real kicker is your my grandfather. I’m your heir accept suck face.  For the record your torso is heavy, but we’re here in your study.  Where is your will?” Allison ask

“I’m not related to you halfbree *splosh*” Steve gets out.

“Next one goes into something squishy” as Allison shakes the impaled pen in his shoulder.

“it’s it’s in the middle drawer and watch out for the spring trap on the right” Steve says

pulling the drawer open with a coat rack 2 traps from either side spring getting caught in the wood.

“Are we lying now?” Allison asks while reviewing the will.

“All I need to be your heir is to have this document in my possession, your ring & the key around your neck.  What should I do with you grandfather?” Allison muses.

“leave me here & I won’t be a bother. I’ll be good” Steve pleads

“hmm I bet you’d love to be left here to die here & be found here.  Come here! *scooping him up & taking him to the workshop* Perfect everything I’ll need.’ Allison looks joyfully around the room.

“perfect for what, Allison we have a deal” Steve pants

“And you’ll die at home & I won’t use the femur but I’m not done making you suffer for all you’ve taken from me.” Allison glares

laying Steve face down” These will do it just right a flat thin nail, I bet these will fit between your spine like you did with my older brother let’s find out!”

“Ugh aww this hurts”Steve squeaks.  It was the last thing he ever said.

Allison drove nails between his vertebrae as blood droplets squirted out.  Only his eyes could express his true pain as she returned every gift he’d given her.  His teeth were pulled with a wire cutters, she ever made a necklace of his canines & incisors.  His tears pooled on his chest.  She found a sledge hammer and tenderized his man meat full of mirth.  Steve’s silent cries eliciting laughter fit from his heir who began to tire after a few hours.

“Where is the furnace key *looking next to the door on a hook* Eureka!!!” Allison shouts.

Steve watches her build a giant fire and continues to sob.  He long lost the ability to talk, especially since she’d removed his tongue after awhile.  “What kind of monster did I create?” Steve questions himself.

“You look cold grandfather, let me warm you up *throwing Steve into the inferno* This is for daddy, this is for my pack & my little cub” Allison states coldly as Steve’s eyes are consumed in flames.

  • Dreads
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2 killers 1 lake


Joy:

Looking around I see another set of lights out here. I can’t believe it they’re parked like 20 yards away. I have this body halfway out the trunk, I doubt they’ve seen me. I’ll just drop her in and hit the shadows, I’ll get to that car and re evaluate the situation

Sam:

I think there is someone over there moving *Splash* Who the fuck is swimming in my dump ground? Kids these days have no respect for a working serial Killer. Let me find them and they’ll be in baggies next month. Why didn’t hear another splash? let me get this knife out. Is there someone on the tree line, I think there’s a sicko out here. Hmm I’ll pop the trunk and see if pull out my spare, when I start jacking this bucket up they’ll come out I’m sure.

Joy:

Hmm, it’s just a SWF I doubt she’s also a sanitation engineer for society. I’ll help her with that tire, but let me first put this knife away. “Hey there neighbor. I saw you & thought I’d offer you some assistance. Joy shouts.

Sam: She’s kinda pretty, hmm I bet I can put her in a stew next month. Look at how shiny her hair is. Her full lips and broad shoulders, she’s quite a specimen. I wonder if she’ll taste as good as she looks. “Hey, yeah I’ could use the help.”

closing the space between them. each one sizes the other up.

“I’m J what’s your name?” Joy ask extending her hand.

“Oh I’m Sssiim,” Sam sputtered accepting Joy’s powerful handshake.

“Well Sim what brings you out to the lake this time of night?”

“Well I, um I like the the quiet and uh the water. yea i like the water.” Sam says gesturing to the lake.

“Okay Sim none of your tires are flat, why’d you jack your car up?” Joy inquires.

“Um I thought it would create a better angle to listen to the water and uh think about uh recipes… yea gotta think at a angle for good food.” Sam blurted.

“Well Sim, I had better get going ya know the sun is coming & so are those pesky teenagers with their kegs and their noise.” Joy throws out walking towards her car.

“Okay, um you. what’s your name again?” Sam asked to Joy’s back.

“I’m J! Sim, J!” Joy shouts.

“J LET’S GRAB A BITE SOMETIME I MAKE A MEAN ORGANIC CHILI!” Sam shouts back.

Joy:

Hmm it has been a while since someone besides one of my captives has cooked me dinner. If its’s organic I wonder how good everything else will taste. I’ll have to give her my burner number or my snap…hmm yea my snap it’ll be. “Sim” is a strange one.

“Yea sure lets exchange Snapchat info.” Joy offers.

Sam:

Why does she just assume that I have a digital print. I mean I totally have all of the usual ones, but Jay’s audacity. I can’t wait to get her on my table and see if she’s as succulent as she looks.”

“It’s IreneStrangler, but I’m rarely on.” Sam stated bluntly.

“Okay we’ll my handle is JoyfulSnippet007, I’m a Bond girl, what can I say.” Joy gushed.

“Hmm, interesting you know there is only one correct Bond & one alternate that I’ll accept.” Sam says

“hehe first of all it’s Scotland forever! Daniel Craig is my only runner up for 007. Sean Connery was smoother than his own martini while Craig is the perfect Bond for the times. Irene Adler was not a strangler, but in fact the only woman to outmatch Sherlock Holmes. Are more than you appear to be Sim?” Joy coyly ask.

“You’ll have to find out won’t you Jay?” Sam winks at Joy. “Contact me tomorrow & we’ll have dinner & you’ll be dessert.” Sam exclaims.

“Sure I’ll bring dessert Sim, hope you like pie!” Joy says sauntering away.   “I’ll have to look into Sim, she’s sweet but something is up.  Why is she out here tonight? and what did she mean “I’ll be dessert.” Joy ponders.

“nice enough person that Jay I think, I’ll actually buy meat instead of my vegan meat bag.  Granted he was tasty but he’s also an acquired taste and I want her to taste me before I prepare him” Sam muses.

IreneStrangler: Hey Jay, dinner is at 7pm and I live at 6660 Azrael Place don’t forget dessert 😉

JoyfulSnippet007: Okay, see you there & I hope you like cherry pie 😛

“Nice place she has out here, glad I left early.  She lives on the edge of the county limits near the lake and a forest.” Joy thinks.

Knock Knock Knock

“COME IN IT’S OPEN!” Sam yells

“wow this is pretty rustic all these stuffed and mounted animals.  I wouldn’t have thought hunter or collector but, I’m really looking forward to dinner.” Joy ponders.

“Glad you could make it! Mmmm this pie looks delicious. Place it any where on the table. You want a beer the meal is almost ready.” Sam states proudly.

“Along with the chilli what else do I smell?” Joy inquires.

“Well, we’re having my grandfather’s famous cornbread, chili, dirty rice, and bacon spinach. To drink I have beer, wine, & spirits. For drink answers there is a wrong answer, can you guess it?” Sam says coyly.

“I’ll go out on a limb and say wine, I mean who drinks wine with this kind of spread.” Joy answers.

“Now ya got it. Lets set this table and dig in, I’d love to pick your brain, hahaha.” Sam exclaims

“What kind of flour is this, this cornbread is amazing & this bacon is so lean.  Did you hunt all these animals or are you just a collector.” Joy inquires                “All of the meat is very lean and extremely tender, I can’t place it but the taste is off. Almost like this meat is some kind of substitute.” Joy thinks

“The cornbread is a family secret, we can only tell our spouses 7 years in anytime before that and their minds might explode with the flavors, but seriously it confectionery sugar & secret butter. I’m glad you’re enjoying, is the meat tender enough?” Sam asks.

“What kind of meat is this!!!? I’ve been eating meat for years and I have never had this kind before. It looks like beef but taste like a sweet pork?” Joy questions.

“Oh it’s a special blend of meats and spices another seceret that I’ll share with my spouse. Want another beer? Sam gestures to the fridge.

“Nah I’m good Sim, tell me about yourself.  This house is full of animals and trophies.  Are you a hunter of some kind? Joy inquires

“Yes, you can say that. I mostly hunt animals for the goverment when they become a nuisance. Like the bear when you walked in, he is from Ohio he’d taken out 5 other hunters sent after him.  By the time I brought him down he’d been shot over 60 times.  The meat was tough and the hide is a testament to the survival of the most resilient.  Unlike most contracted hunters, I take the meat and hides as a rule I’ll use the entire body from snout to tail. ” Sam answers.

“That’s cool, what got you interested in it?” Jay ask in between bites.

“My grandfather was a hunter and he passed it down to me.  One of my first hunts was with and we nabbed the Ocelot over your shoulder.  It was a long arduous process and cost us both more than we were willing to lose.” Sam states.

“What happend?”

“The Ocelot has cubs that we weren’t aware of, I stumbled upon them and she to me. (tearing up and breaking eye contact her voice cracking)  I set my gun down and began to play with the cubs called out for him to see. He was checking the high ground.  I heard a ruffling noise and didn’t even think of the mother.  She pounced on me and we began tussling, she bit my forearm as I screamed for help.  I couldn’t get to my knife, (gesturing to the blade hanging on her right side). I could hear him running towards us he yelled for me to keep fighting.  The last thing I fully remember was him tackling the enraged cat mother.  She was wounded fighting for her young while he fought for me.  I crawled to my gun but couldn’t pick it up.  (crying now) He stabbed her in the heart as she bit down on his throat.  It was a deathly embrace as they both bled out. With his last breath he told me how much he llooovvveeddd mmmmeee.” Sam wails putting her hands in face.  Joy comforts her “I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t have asked.”

“No, no, no I nev nev never tell that story. I think you’re the first person I’ve told since it happened.  (wiping tears and controlling her breathing) Let me get you something sweet to take away this bitter story” Sam coos.

“Do you want any ice cream with your pie?” Sam ask.

“Sure, at this point I doubt I’ll turn anything of yours down, did you make the ice cream to? Joy asks.  “She cooks great food even though she’s not telling me the meat source but it’s eerily familiar. She’s also a hunter and a looker.  I wonder if I can use her talents for” Joy’s thoughts trail off.

“Hey Jay, try this!” (placing a spoon of unknown ice cream in her mouth) Sam insist.

“On My Fucking God, what is this it’s amazing!” Joy exclaims.

“It’s my own take on blood orange and blackberry ice cream infused with secret sauce, do you want a dollop of it with your pie?” Sam ask.

“Damn the pie, (laughing and licking the spoon) let me just get the this.” Joy retorts.  As Sam serves up a heaping helping of ice cream to them both.

“mhm, I know you won’t tell me, but what’s in the secret sauce?”  Joy ask, while devouring the smooth sweet treat.

“Just for you Jay it’s sugar, fruit juices, moonshine, a few drops of O negative and heat. Do you like it?” Sam coolly responds

“O negative, like human blood… the meat we’ve had hasn’t been all animal has it?” Joy says while pushing the bowl back and rising from the table. “It has a gamey taste and leaness that is reminiscent of human flesh.  Are you a cannibal Sim?” Joy asks “FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!! She’s the butcher, she has all the skills needed and this house is in the middle of nowhere.  I think I’m in love.” Joy thinks.

“Good palate Jay, sit down and don’t make me use this (gesturing her knife) you’re a big strong woman but, I know all of your juicy places to cut. (patting the chair) Now Sit!” Sam demands.

(Pulling her own knife out) “You misunderstand me Sim, I’m a serial killer too.  You’re the one who has been taunting the police for years and leaving a few petrified bones behind.  I know your work and I’m a big fan. Especially what you did with those college kids a few years ago when you made it look like a bear had attacked them was epic, how did you get the teeth marks on the bones? Joy asks excitedly

“If you’re a cleaner like me, what’s your work?  I know there is someone else out there doing ritualistic killing and there is some amateur just kidnapping women about 5’6, white, slight in build, dark eyes…” Sam trails off.

“Yeah you are definetly my type and I am not a amatauer.  I take them and keep them for a few weeks on end to do my bidding until I’ve grown tired of them.  My current count is 64 with 3 discovered if that makes me a amateur, what is your record?” Joy inquires.

“Well young lady I’m over 1000 spanning 4 continents.  I am a professional killer who consumes their prey.  The only person that came close to finding me was a pesky detective in London in my late 20’s. I fixed him good especially when they found those bones & ground meat in his freezer, he was arrested quietly and put to death to avoid hysteria.  So yes to me you’re a amateur & I am insulted that you think yourself to be in my league “Jay” *in air quotes* if that is even your real name.” Sam says

“Dinner was great but I must be going Sim or is it Samantha Chasseur? I’m a big fan and all but, you’re a serious cannibal.  I’m not dating another cannibal, my body can’t take the adjustment,” Joy

“Who did you date?” Sam inquires.

“I doubt you know her, if I’m such a amateur. “Joy snorts “The papers called her the brave one, she primarily killed child molesters.  What the papers didn’t know & what I didn’t find out until our end is that she’d eat the kids.  She said that they’d never be able to get past the trauma.” Joy laments

“She ate kids, who does that?  I remember hearing a few soundbites about her a few years ago right?” Sam says.

“Turns out she’d been kidnapped & sold to a group of child molesters who kept who until she was about 16 years old and began to mature.  She told me, the head guy gave her a grand and told her to get lost.  She killed him a few months later and began to hunt down the other members.  I remember *wiping tears & putting away her knife* meeting her at a popular dump ground when I was just starting out.  She took me in and showed me how to kill and cleanup.  She is the best person I’ve been with, right up till the night I caught her eating a leg.  It was the wrong proportions to be a animal.  She explained that most of the meat was human and that’s why it used to make me sick.  I asked her where she got the meat and she gave me the most cavalier answer “my work”.  I flipped out about eating child molesters and her sick ass methods and thoughts.”  Joy cries into her hands.

“We fought, I don’t mean an argument.  We fought and it was horrible she cut my arms as I tried to defend myself. At one point she tossed me into a bookshelf and began to kiss me.  I learned that she was toying with me around the third kiss that ended with a headbutt. After that I grabbed my kbar & she pulled this bowie-esque blade that she made out of her 1st kills femur and some steel.  This was quick, she sliced my chest *showing the scar on her collarbone* while I stabbed her in her heart.  I cried so hard as she bled out.” Joy concludes wiping a tear

“There there Jay it’s alright, we’ve all killed a loved one at some point or another.” Sam says while holding Joy.  “I’ve got you now & I’m not going to feed you a kid unless it’s a baby goat.  It’s alright” She says consoling Joy.  “I have an idea, would you feel better killing someone Jay?” Sam asks.

Looking up into Sam’s eyes “I’d like that, do you have someone in mind or a random snatch?” Joy inquires wiping her tears.

“I have the dark haired woman from the news in a cage in the basement.  How about we let her go in the back yard and hunt her down with a bow & arrow. ” Sam negotiates.

“Only if, you show me how to skin her” Joy counters.

“Sure Jay, let’s put the food up first then the pre-dessert activity.” Sams replies coyly while moving the food.

“Sam, it’s Joy not Jay. Joy Leone.” Joy smiles. putting food in the fridge.

“I think this is the beginning of something fun!” Sam says pulling down 2 bows and quivers full of arrows.

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did you see this coming?


splayed across this work table each limb isolated the soft pulsing of the wand on your clit. hearing & seeing nothing noting how well  your blindfold & muffs are working.

Your partner told you the price of your transgressions would be forced upon you until…. damn if you don’t know when it will end.

feeling rough hands on arms and soft on your legs you realize you have company as a ridge slides into your anus while weights are added to your nipple rings.  Feeling the slight tug as you’re  being filled with sensations.

The wand is set to a higher frequency, you know you’re screaming your head off & that you can’t even hear it.  The soft flick of the of the whip on your ribs sometimes hitting those chains causing the vibrations to shake you.

The whip gives way to someone tickling you and nipping your nape.  At one point you swear that you feel Ms. Seal’s flogger on you limbs with the consistent short flaps on your arms & hands and the heavy items on you legs and shin.

This tasteful assault would be so much better if you could see or hear it.
As the impacts dye down some thing cold and smooth is spread on your chest and stomach.  It smells like food but you can’t place it, sticking your tongue and receiving a taste creamy spread reminding you of peanut butter.  A towel replaced the wand as this “food was placed everywhere except your hand & feet that felt squishy & sticky.  Going to stick you tongue back out you hit a face guard.

The sensations startle you from the sharp pokes to the scratching to the licking & sucking. your writhing is only met with many pokes and scratches. Your hands and feet are clean first.  The pokes are now competing with a long rough lick at a slow deliberate pace. A silent giggle escapes until the pokes are felt on your head. Feeling the vibrations all the way to your teeth, enjoying your headgear.

The last lick passes as you air dry. The bonds loosen and you’re carried to a hot bubble bath. Your partner takes off the headgear, earmuffs, and the blindfold.  He washes you with your favorite loofah and tells you how proud he is of you. He drys you off & says he has something he want to watch with you.  You see & hear everything and you’re blown away until the end as your slathered in cookie butter and honey only to realize birds and dogs licked you clean, not people.

Mind blown you fall asleep, tired and strangely satisfied to be a living plate.

-Dreads

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Recipe


We need ingredients

2 servings of new you

1 cup of I’m not the like the rest I’m a test sent by the best to assess your interest

2 ounces of bomb sex

1 teaspoon of life shit ( a little goes a long way)

A pinch of nice

3 teaspoons of fresh naughty

Blended together

Add nuts as needed

Set oven for 275

Grease a pan

Pour in batter

Bake until the ding

Test the middle for some give

Let cool

Prepare the clear frosting

It dries white & sweet

That’s the way to make

Caramel cake

– dreads

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