Bound to the Bed Frame β Part 2
Because control is just a game⦠and you are the prize
Spicy, naughty and full of passion - stories that ignite the imagination and inspire your own adventures.
Because control is just a game⦠and you are the prize
When she decides where, when, and how much...
I gave myself to his will, and he stripped me bare⦠soul first, before flesh.
I gave myself to Her as a trial β now Iβm not sure I want to return
When I left my pride outside the door to become Her instrument of pleasure
When trust becomes a prison, and pleasure β a command
A journey into submission, where obedience becomes pleasure
When control stops being yours β and thatβs exactly the point
Where pain and pleasure beat in the same rhythm
When a single look breaks the rules⦠and gives more than permission allows
The game of power begins with a gaze⦠or its absence
The softness of the fabric that hides the deepest desires