7 years ago. January 30, 2018 at 10:30 AM
A refuge.
A retreat from the never-ending list.
You know the one.
The soul-sucking, mind-numbing, self-denying
Fucking list.
There, i do not have to think, reason, decide or be anything less
Than a bundle of sensation and desire,
Waiting for His touch or mine as He directs.
i can rest from the barking of my thoughts, the hounds of demand, always nipping at my weakness.
i can be weak, yet infinitely wild.
Caged,
Yet free.
Rule 55: i want the cage to be my safe haven from my fears, a place i can crawl into of my own free will, locked into it because Master granted my request to be locked in it.
