Dark desires

I told him my darkest fantasies …

I would be blindfolded, stripped, and my hands tied together. I would be dragged along, unable to see. I would be taken to a room, where I could hear other people, yet they seem not to hear my pleas.

I would be tied to a table, on my back, with my hands tied above my head. The blindfold would be removed and I could see above me a sign, saying ‘free for use’.

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Cuts like a knife

Hygeia and I have talked about cutting for a while now – how it turns me on, how it turns her on, how practical it is to actually do it. Despite that, however, I was surprised when she called me early last week to let me know that she was holding a play party on Friday, and was I still interested in trying it out?

(Yes! Oh, hell yes!)

Much more specific and detailed conversation ensued over the next few days. And each conversation left me exhilarated, frightened, and incredibly turned on. Somehow, such deliberation did not take away from the submissive frisson I felt – the care Hygeia was taking to ensure I was satisfied and safe with the play we had planned added to the trust I felt.

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