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| LeatherEagle |
on Sun 20 Jan 08, 11:16 PM to LeatherEagle's blog.
I have always imagined my demise. I have imagined that hers would be the last pair of eyes that I would see, the last voice I would hear and the hand that would release me.
Her arm around my throat with my windpipe in the crook of her elbow, that's how it begins. I smile and laugh as I feel the squeeze.
I gasped but not from fear, from excitement, from the relief, from the freedom. I feel excited because she always excites me—knows all my buttons. I feel relieved that I can relax and be free.
She squeezed and I released the air in my lungs with a long slow sigh and felt my body relax, if it possible, I felt my heart fill and soul fly. I always feel so loved and safe to let go.
I feel her breath on my neck, I hear my own heartbeat in my ears, and it's a swishing sound. I can feel my head begin to go light and I relax even further. I close my eyes and let the warmth wash over me. She is making love to me, taking me. Her voice and touch quickly reach every part of me and I feel warm. All I can hear is her, the rhythm of her breathing and the guttural groan in her sigh.
My body is awash with the pleasure she takes in denying me any further oxygen, in controlling my life. She squeezes a little tighter and presses her dick more firmly into the small of my back. She leans back slightly so I am arched and completely reliant on her for any semblance of balance.
My legs get weak but I leave my arms at my sides. There is no need to fight, she is holding me, she will catch me, and she will be there to help me up when I am conscious again. I can feel my legs begin to shake. I am fading and sliding, she is holding me. My arms and legs are involuntarily shaking, yet I am peaceful. I know there is nothing I can do to stop my body, I have no control, but control isn't something I need right now, because she has it.
I like to try though; I only check whether I can control any of my muscular skills so I can enjoy the fact that resistance is futile. She controls the oxygen to my brain. She controls the life that beats inside me.
With my arms and legs still trembling, she lowers me to the floor. She has never taken her hands off me, holding me constantly. My body stops shaking and I am still smiling, I am still warm. I am still hers.
Edited Sun 20 Jan 08, 11:32 PM by LeatherEagle
| 20 Jan 08, 11:19 PM mini_velvet UK(EH), 6 yrs |
exquisite x And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom. |
| 20 Jan 08, 11:20 PM caprycorn 8 yrs |
I was talking with a lovely lady last night about the BDSM safety police and how the "hands thrown up and that is DANGEROUS" type hysteria that some stuff provokes can put people off from posting what really gets them off, fantasy and reality. Sanitisation killing what can be our darkest desires, even if they will only be shared but never acted upon. In fact, I have a rant half written. I'm very very glad that it didn't stop you. That was beautiful. capi xx My imaginary friend thinks that you have a problem Edited 20 Jan 08, 11:24 PM by caprycorn |
| 20 Jan 08, 11:23 PM ThedaVamp UK, 6 yrs |
Absolutely perfect!  Please check your irony levels before attempting to respond to the majority of my posts. |
| 20 Jan 08, 11:35 PM LeatherKate UK(B), 4 yrs |
~smiles gently and exhales~
[=-Embrace the beautiful lies, the chronic insanity of the sane-=] |
| 20 Jan 08, 11:36 PM DKLeather  UK(S), 11 yrs |
Thank you, for the trust you put in me always. For the love, devotion, loyalty and trust you have shown me over the past 8 years. For being the sexiest slut I ever had ~grin~ ...and ever will. I love you, my beautiful wyfe. ~smiles proudly~ ~doffs cap~ |
| 20 Jan 08, 11:36 PM lucky_1 7 yrs |
Fabulous!
Please keep writing xx I'm in my own world. It's Ok, they know me here. |
| 21 Jan 08, 12:19 AM Violently UK(B), 12 yrs |
Mmmmmm -- A Kervert Pinky |
| 21 Jan 08, 12:23 AM xsapphirex 6 yrs |
I just love the way you have put down a lot of what I experience with Master from time to time. It is exquisite to let go and put trust in someone so completely. Ty please keep writing. sapphire my eyes are open, my heart is free, to be the one I wish to be. |
| 21 Jan 08, 4:29 AM prettyname UK(NW), 11 yrs |
*g* As I've said before; my quiet soul mate, without the quiet bit  Always the right words that need no more. Thank you for being you  ..xxxx Much love to all, tracie..xxx ~“Nothing is ever the same as they said it was. It's what I've never seen before that I recognise.” Diane Arbus~ |
| 21 Jan 08, 5:21 AM LadyRed UK, 9 yrs |
This is something I can vision with you both and how amazing/perfect xx Honestly, if I wanted your opinion, I would remove the duct tape |
