DreamOfRaine

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Name: Suzzannah Raine Age: 20 Gender: Female Single When did you first come to DeviantART? A few months ago. Do you think submitting your work to DeviantART has helped improve your writing? Yes Where do you find your best inspiration? Life If you were a flower what kind of flower would you consider yourself to be and why? I do not know muach about flowers. Is there a poet or writer you look up to, or base your style on? If so, who? I do not look to many others, but one that i do like would be Edgar Allen Poe. Do you have a 'Hero' figure in your life? No What is your favourite time of the year and why? The winter. It shows tha

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The chair by DreamOfRaine, literature

First meeting by DreamOfRaine, literature

taunting by DreamOfRaine, literature

demo by DreamOfRaine, literature

mantra by DreamOfRaine, literature

The pit by DreamOfRaine, literature

dancing grace chap 2 prt5-8 by DreamOfRaine, literature

dancing grace chap 3 prt 1-6 by DreamOfRaine, literature

It will all be alright by DreamOfRaine, literature

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BDSM; four simple letters with a truly eminent stigma attached to them. The connotation does not come from its innocuous uses – such as the Burrenton District Sailing Manifold - but the acronym for 'bondage & domination,' and 'sadism and masochism.' Yes, this refers to more than just chaining a stranger to a wall and flogging them with a cat-o'-nine-tails – it is an all-encompassing spectrum of often-erotic activities. Tying up your partner during intercourse, erotically roleplaying, even, to a degree, teasing each other are all elements of BDSM – but the one omnipresent and critical element is the concept of partners t

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You whispered poetry to me, penetrating my ear with the warm hard thrust of your syntax. Caressing my body with your alliteration, bringing chill bumps to the landscape of my skin. You trace a series of haiku down my spine. My toes curl from the thrill of wave after wave of vowels and syllables washing over me. I open my eyes to see before me your naked heart trembling, longing to be claimed.

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Josh and Amanda were quite busy these days. They were doing a school project together regarding the eco system, and it had to be at least 8 pages long. Naturally, they were both stressed out, as the deadline was closing in on them, and they had done almost nothing in the weeks they had had at their disposal. "Why don't we… maybe we should… how about…" was what they said mostly, as they looked over all the information they had while searching the internet for more. They were working at Amanda's place this time. Time went by, and before they knew it, it was getting late. "I guess we got a lot done today" Josh said whil

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If I close my eyes and concentrate, I can just hear your voice echoing inside my head, in my very distant memories. I can hear your laugh and if I try, I can see the steam flowing out of your mouth as we stand in the corner, in our heavy coats. I remember how it was back then and I also remember how perfect the days had been. I don’t know how or when you died. If I were at the funeral, I’d not wear black, I’d not come bearing flowers nor condolences, I’d not even stay for more than five minutes. All I’d need to do is look upon your grave and silently recall those bittersweet days then abandon you amongst the

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Aug 30
Czech Republic
Deviant for 11 years
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DreamOfRaine

Oct 21, 2013

new tries

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  So, I have been trying a new idea. I have been writing a series completely in short stories. Each story is a chapter. I had never intended to put these out for any to read, but I have been convinced other wise. The subject matter may be highly unappealing to some, and overwhelming to others. Please understand, this is fiction. No characters, setting, or situations have occurred to my knowledge.  Thank you for your support in this endeavor,                 SZRaine

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Dec 4, 2012

Sweet Dreams: Prolouge

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Prolouge    The graceful motion of the exotic fish in the black pool, mirroring the surreal surroundings of the garden. The mist in the air chilling my skin. And even in the calmness of the garden, there is a felling of excitment. And that of a cold terror. A gentle hand turns me as steel ripped arms surround me. Pulling me into a warm comforting embrace.    He whispersweet nothings into my ear. His warm breathe caressing the side of my neck. Making me forget all my worries and cares. I look up, his face is unknown to me, yet strangely familular. We sit in the foliage. the fish the only noise disturbing the silence. He holds me l