A Moment

The softest rope around my wrists holds them together, My collar is leather, a ring of metal in front, He attaches the rope to the hook, secure, my hands are secure. He taps my inner thigh, wider, he says, wider, and the rope around each ankle is secured. Exposed. Bend over, he says, and i … Continue reading A Moment

Definitely This

“She did not know yet how sometimes people keep parts of themselves hidden and secret, sometimes wicked and unkind parts, but often brave or wild or colorful parts, cunning or powerful or even marvelous, beautiful parts, just locked up away at the bottom of their hearts. They do this because they are afraid of the … Continue reading Definitely This