“The heart grows brutal from feeding on fantasies.” – Robert Pinsky, “In Defense of Allusion”
shackles
Filed under: stuff I would wear, probably.
I like the idea of her having spent so much time getting all nice and pretty, and then the cuffs and chains are so, so dirty.
Somebody has been wearing her big-girl sassy panties lately.
Somebody has been getting a little mouthy about what other people should or shouldn’t do with their time.
Somebody believes she can make manifest her desires in the world with magic.
Somebody has expressed fantasies about being shackled, boxed, plugged, and shipped off to be just one more helpless squirmy pet in a whole collection of girltoys.
Somebody should be very careful what she wishes for.
Yeah uh remember how I said I haven’t been scared lately?
Okay, you win.
Heh.
I’m pretty up front with most of my fantasies on here,
but there are a few [slightly problematic] ones I’ve just gotta keep to myself.
I could spend an afternoon like this.
Or two.
Or five.
Or a couple of weeks.
Sweetheart’s never sure what’s worse: the squirmies or the only known cure for them.
Because whistling while you work can get rather obnoxious.
See, here’s the thing a lot of people don’t get about BDSM. Despite the fact that there is a lot of pain involved, although there are tears and bruises that come about, and in spite of the fact that general mainstream portrayal of the lifestyle usually leans toward showing it as either a casual/paid encounter involving a lot of leather or something couples try when they’re fresh out of ideas, there is a lot of comfort, love, and happiness that people derive from exploring this sort of dynamic.
Awwwwwwwwww! Look at her face. 🙂 She’s so happy to have her own little place in the world to feel safe in.