Oh no, it's back again isn't it? ....that little itch? I see it in your eyes, hear it in your voice, in your walk. Come here. That need, that urge, that pull from the center of your soul. It's alright... I understand, mine never really goes away either. Take your place now... Remember the cuffs... It's time to feed your soul, time to calm that ache, that emptiness. Begin! We will calm these things together. You need to give yourself, release yourself, forget yourself. 10 minutes ago, gone! Count each stroke. This act is your salvation and I will be your mesiah, your horned god, and your resurection. You may not cum until I say so... 10 days ago never happened! I will take you, break you, and remake you. Don't drop it. 10 months ago, erased! You forget the past faster with each stroke... I said count! 10 years ago, never existed! You feel it happening... finally...Nothingness. Float there for a short eternity............... time to bring you back. Breath finds your lungs and you gasp. You are mine after all. I stroke my lovely plaything, my hair, my body. I release your bonds, but you and I know you were truly freed from the moment they snapped shut. As you return to yourself, I see it, the tiniest ember that renews the process. And I think to myself, "Oh good, it's back again isn't it?".....
6 years ago. September 28, 2018 at 6:30 PM