I stand at front the door, am I really here? Do I have the nerve to go in on my own? I dream of this, it takes over my daily thoughts, I don’t want this, I Need this, Iv always needed this, I hold my head high and take a breath as I enter.
I smell the sex in the air, I hear the moans and the cries, the bodies of tortured souls finding their release, the sound of the whips and chains and ohh the dirty dirty talk, I squeeze my legs together to get some friction from the throbbing there, my eyes are wide as I take in the equipment in this beautiful dungeon, I recognise some but not all, I close my eyes and let it consume me, that’s when I feel a hand slowly splay across my stomach and hot breath in my ear as he says “I’m going to ruin you”
DitR
