3 posts 12/21/2007 6:29 pm
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dark side of my mind
it is really weird, after a day with intense masturbation, nipple clamps and two hot and wet orgasms, and not even a man around...I go and do some totally innocent Christmas shopping...just another boring mall...beige and gray people...some dull music...I enter that store, look through some CDs and DVDs, and start thinking dark thoughts, dark, dark thoughts of horror and pleasure, stripped , bonded bodies, sweat and rough ropes and devilish masks. Some anarchist and metal CDs and the dark schemes on the covers put me right into a vault type mood. A real cellar with slaves, and the lady comes, the owner of the house, and they are scared and all she does is touches their bodies...
I had visions of a choir hallway of a church, with choir chairs made from wood that had darkened over the centuries, the chairs removed, naked women standing under each bow and a procession coming by, worshiping the lust and the beauty, whips and ropes, silk whips, colored shawls, a whirlwind of ties and ropes and threads, the procession is running up and down the hallway,<b> barefoot </font></b>on these huge church stone tiles...
whirling the ropes and scarves in the air around their bodies, whipping the naked women with the ends...did I mention the women are standing there, their arms up in the air, their wrists tied to the walls behind them in big iron rings, their bodies naked, exposed, vulnerable and in full expectation of what will be to come?...
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In the 27th century sex still exists. Greetings from the Omega Quadrant, just a wormhole away.
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