Bodily reminders

Posted on | August 9, 2007 | 7 Comments | Previous Post Next Post

I stretch my arms, and wince as my shoulders ache. I flash back to Monday – kneeling on the bed, arse presented to Helios and head buried in pillows, bracing myself for the unknown, terrifying cane. I remember the tenseness in my arms, trembling as I hold myself upright and ready.

I sit down at my desk, and gasp quietly as the button of my trousers presses against the bitten, bruised flesh of my belly. I flash back to Tuesday – curled in bed with Adonis, conversation turning to kissing turning to violence as he abandons himself to Beast. I revel in the claws and teeth cutting into my skin, and purple bruises bloom in his wake.

I arrive home after work, and smile as I see Apollo. I flash back to Wednesday – sitting in the darkened cinema with him to my left, a comforting familiarity. Holding my hand for two hours straight, sharing an experience that is mundane and yet freshly renewed. An unspoken renewal of our relationship.

I type this post, pleased that I do not have to choose which to experience, to remember. I flash back to monogamy – and then flash forward to my wonderful life.

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