From the first moment he slid the rope across my skin, I felt my whole body relax… entering an almost trance-like state. There was nothing in that moment but blissful surrender. It was intoxicating… his breath on my neck, the sound the rope made as it slid through his hands with each pass, the way my skin became so sensitive to each brush it made across my body. That small taste has me begging for more.

blissful surrender Sinful Sunday

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5 Responses to Blissful Surrender

  1. SilverDom says:

    I love watching a playmate descend to that place. 🙂 Lovely shot.

  2. sub-Bee says:

    Oh yes, I can almost feel that wash over me as I read your words.

  3. Molly says:

    Your description is intoxicating and the image captures that surrender beautifully


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