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Strain The ropes had been lying there for a while and I had watched them. Neat coils, waiting. I stretched, loosening my own coils, waiting. A foot stretched a bit further, inching closer. Strange how those ropes had no meaning, just lying there. Strange then how they made my mouth a bit dry, my heartbeat a bit faster. The split wasn’t wide enough it seemed, for my foot to travel where it wanted. It traveled still, closer still. Pointes would help, my mind told me, pointlessly. And yet, those ropes, they didn’t mean much just lying there, or so I told myself, trying to focus on my routine. my mind wandered, tried to focus on the rhythm, only heard my heartbeat, only heard the longing for those ropes. So close. Didn’t mean much. Except they were His ropes. They promised and seduced, reminded, and made me tremble. And inch, just a little closer, still. © words cat / be-pleasing-always  "Men need to hunt. She obviously understands this. She’s offering herself as prey. Not easy prey. But willing.” |
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a sexy ankle makes the foot. Lovely pic.
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his ropes but they smell of her : )
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Fulfillment comes from the choices you make because of what you crave, not what you fear. We fear what our demons make us do, but we long for the intimacy it brings.
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Beautiful.
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My dearest friend. I love this. I cut those ropes with the sharpest of knives I could find. My hands, mind or body will never be in ropes again. Some ropes are meant to be cut! xoxox L
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Lovely. "Men need to hunt. She obviously understands this. She’s offering herself as prey. Not easy prey. But willing.”
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