Bet noir is a French idiom meaning a dark stupidity, a dark folly. 

My submission to Maitre is my dark folly.

This blog is a place to share this folly with the world. A folly that I cannot share with those I know and love. A place to explore this bruning hunger I have to yield my all to another, the feel of the sting of his palm on my face, his fist deep in my hair, his voice growling in my ear. Here I can put down how lovely it feels to be so hurt, how beautiful the bruises he leaves on me are and how I long suffer for him