It threatens to consume, this lifestyle of ours. We leave the ropes and cuffs in the bedroom, but th
It threatens to consume, this lifestyle of ours. We leave the ropes and cuffs in the bedroom, but the rest we carry with us, out of that door and into the big bad world. That’s a lot of baggage to haul around, and a lot to weigh on a mind. It’s something unique to all of this, something that the rest don’t really have to deal with. They have their boyfriends, and their sex, and their cuddles and their relationships, but they slot rather neatly into the rest of their lives. The way I’m phrasing this leads to an Us v Them mentality, but that’s not what I’m getting at in the slightest. I’ll boil it down a little more, reduce it into a thicker mixture. You don’t stop being my submissive when you leave the house. You layer on the rest of you, all your personality quirks and professional demeanour, but you stay my submissive. You know that, I know that, and that knowledge comes with it a weight of consciousness, a tick in the back of your mind that is never truly something you can ignore. The loosest leash in the world, and despite your freedom you know that it’s there, dangling from your neck, ready to be pulled to bring you back to me. You have to be strong, to cope with that kind of knowledge every moment of every day. You have to be strong, for me to pick you. It all works out in the end. -- source link
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