I’d call it a vacation,
put in for time off,
say, “it’s personal” when asked.
fantasy
Mummified and helpless with all of the right parts controlled
Omg don’t mind me just feelin stuff over here.
That thing where all your buttons get pushed at once.
I get so squirmy and impatient sometimes, so I don’t know why fantasize about complicated ropework so much. But here we are.
Gah, I’ll just leave this here and have a LOT of feelings about it.
Is there a specific fetish for that feel when a hand absolutely overwhelms someone’s body? Like the one that’s practically a cuff around her throat? Because my GOSH.
“One way or another, we mark the things we love, like channels with buoys, trails
with blazes on trees, days with hours, bodies with stones.”
– Anne Pierson Wiese, “How We Memorize.”
Oh my gosh. Absolutely.
My amazing kink-positive therapist told me I need to get on orchestrating my crazy group sex fantasy.
“Are you serious?” I asked.
“In the course of this conversation, it’s the only thing you’ve said you definitively want for yourself” she replied. “Also, come on, you love planning.”
She knows them all, but she will never know which one was the first to fuck her.
They will all have her any way they want in the end, so she wouldn’t have been able to keep track anyway.
It was the best birthday she’s ever had.
I’m not saying I’m just saying…