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Flying in Chains

This blog is where my truths lie. I share myself, stripped, whipped.
4 years ago. May 16, 2019 at 10:25 PM

Like a splash of red on empty white walls

Like a pressure on my chest while I sleep

My need is there.

At work

When no one's watching,

I rock in place.

I hide in stalls

I pinch myself.

At home,

I lurk online

I watch things

Naughty.

Spankings,

leather

cords

chains

I feel the need grow

When my so sweet, so gentle husband comes to bed for me

I imagine bites where he kisses

Smacks where he rubs

Paddles where he massages.

My need is 

Climbing the walls.

When I am alone,

I smack, tug,

bite my fingers

my breasts

So my need will let me rest.

The sun comes up

My need climbs with it.


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