Tied and True.

There I was waiting dressed as you had asked, waiting patiently for your arrival.  The minutes passed like an eternity and then I heard a soft knock.

You are please when you see me but do no show too much jubilation.  Then, in an instant you give me the first orders, it is time to get serious.

The ropes lay there waiting and begging for you.  In an instant I am hogtied.  I understand what this means and I do as you ask with the fervor and agility of someone who has seen sunlight for the first time.

There is freedom found in restraint.

Music mood:  Ceu – “Malemolencia”

Neurally yours,

deliciously bound


I'm a writer and a lover not a fighter, except if I really want something.

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