Beschrijving
He’s awakened a deeper lust than I could ever imagine. He forces me to see my truth and face my demons with his enchanting caresses. His charm? Rope-play. The binds that kept me Safe. Sane.
In his benevolence, I find Freedom. Lust. Love.
But when the haze lifts, will he Relinquish his Control?
Is he to be Trusted?
Can I keep him from Danger?
The pain, fear, and isolation that I’ve buried, has driven me to find a new way to cope. My courage, determination, and protective instincts need a break to replenish. If the walls fall, even for a moment, who will protect me and my family? They depend on me to stay strong. If I shatter, who will put the pieces back together?
I’ve only found sanctuary once. It was a quick respite but had left a lasting impression on my soul. I’d felt cherished, loved, and free. I needed that. Craved it. Bound tightly with the caress of its strands, it had to keep me whole. The binds have to hold me together.
No control. No responsibilities. Just me, the rope, and freedom.
***written for BDSM group's BRING OUT YOUR KINK- Bound by Ink writing event.
In his benevolence, I find Freedom. Lust. Love.
But when the haze lifts, will he Relinquish his Control?
Is he to be Trusted?
Can I keep him from Danger?
The pain, fear, and isolation that I’ve buried, has driven me to find a new way to cope. My courage, determination, and protective instincts need a break to replenish. If the walls fall, even for a moment, who will protect me and my family? They depend on me to stay strong. If I shatter, who will put the pieces back together?
I’ve only found sanctuary once. It was a quick respite but had left a lasting impression on my soul. I’d felt cherished, loved, and free. I needed that. Craved it. Bound tightly with the caress of its strands, it had to keep me whole. The binds have to hold me together.
No control. No responsibilities. Just me, the rope, and freedom.
***written for BDSM group's BRING OUT YOUR KINK- Bound by Ink writing event.