Daphine Shetler

I like it when everything around is saturated with our dark atmosphere. A dimly lit room, red or purple neon, black sheets, and Type O Negative, Rammstein or witch house blaring from the speakers, which gives you goosebumps. I love the feel of latex or leather. A tight corset that squeezes my waist, ripped fishnet stockings, a spiked choker that presses lightly on my throat.
I like rough sex. When they push me against the wall, pull my hair hard, give me light slaps and growl right in my ear "fuck me like you hate me." I love it when they scratch my back with black nails until the marks are red, they pull the rings in my nipples or tongue until I arch from a mixture of pain and pleasure. Wax play. Hot black wax drips onto tattooed skin, and then there is a sharp contrast of ice that makes me shiver. Choking when it gets dark in the eyes, and breath play under a heavy beat. This makes me shiver.
I like the vampire vibe. Soft bites on the neck, the fangs that lightly graze the skin, while I'm getting fucked. I love it when I am dominated in the gothic style. A long black coat, leather belts, chains, and I am on my knees in a collar and torn mesh. Private power exchange, primal sex with growling, scratching and biting.
I love risk. Sex in an abandoned place with graffiti on the walls, on a roof under the night sky, in a car after a concert, when the music is still ringing in your ears, or with a vibrating egg inside at a metal festival, when the bass is shaking your whole body, and the crowd around you suspects nothing.
And after everything. The sweetest moment. Aftercare. Lying naked in his arms while Dimmu Borgir or dark ambient music plays, smoking by the window, feeling him gently smear cream on my wax and bite marks. At this moment I am completely his. Relaxed, loved and very alive in our dark world.
This is what really turns me on.