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You feel my heat close to you, calm and invigorating at once. In moments you are cuffed, collared and strung up by your ankles, and all you are able to say is "yes,†and “thank you." Blindfolded, you hear my shoes click across the floor, the clatter of canes being collected and brought back to where you are spread open. Your body lights up, overwhelmed with sensation, disorientated and free. Is that a hand, a paddle, the touch of cool steel? Sting thump tight hot sharp smother stretch, just remember to keep breathing. |
