This commentary is beautiful. If you’re not currently following templeofbabalon, you’re a fool.
A cage proves to be an excellent frame through which to view one’s sub. Without freedom, stripped of volition, one can simply admire the creature itself – no longer entangled in plans, goals or responsibilities; no longer defined by clothes, style or role; no longer obscured by action, movement or achievement. Just the bare creature itself, just the self with no place to hide.
Sometimes, I just wish I could spend all morning in bed.
Warm sunlight.
Soft sheets.
Hands all over.
Ugh. So many problems with how much that commentary turns me on.
Yeah, I think we broke this one… Do we dump her outside or just lock her in the cellar?
“She understood that her heart operated on its own instructions, that she had no control over it or, indeed, anything else.” – Jeffrey Eugenides, Middlesex.
One’s learning patience, that’s for sure. I’m not quite sure what the other one’s learning, but she appears to be behind the curve.
Oh, I wish.
Um, Dacry?
I do this. If you’re around me in less-than-outdoors-appropriate clothing, I’ll check you out. I peek and grope like nobody’s business.
Don’t flinch, dear.
There’s been silence for some time now. How I love anticipation, but how I just hate waiting.