choking

Yes. I Play Dangerously. I Let Him Take My Breath Away

Yes. I play dangerously. We’re drifting towards an event horizon instead of orbiting a sun eternally. We will shatter. The benefits of sexual freedom are bittersweet sometimes. When love is dynamic, the changes can take time. It hurts to adjust.

I'm choking.

I'm choking.

I want to yank empathetic tears from your eyes and watch them roll down your cheek and wet the page so that my words bleed.  A little breath play.  A little pain play.  A little mindfuck.  I want you to get to the last word and beg me to hurt you again like the true masochist I know you are.