Binds that bind our bond

Looking into your eyes, a kiss on your forehead running my hands gently down your arms as I gather your hands behind your back.

Folding them over each other and looping the rope firmly over your wrists. The pain just enough to focus your mind.

Running the rope over your bum and up between your legs, the feeling stoking your need. Around your neck, and crisscrossing your chest.

Your feel the bite into your skin, the tension between you neck and hands teasingly taunting you.

I kneel you down, watching what is mine looking into your soul. I feel your need adding another bind to our bond.

My Daily Devotion

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The jets of water whipping my back and
the white noise of splashing all around,
massaging my mind and clearing my thoughts.

A moment when words, thoughts and
feelings all make sense,
elevating me into a meditative state.

In a state where all your micro actions and characteristics,
those invisible to you and others are magnified.
They envelope me, heal me and nourish me.

In an instant the water stops,
I’m back to the present.
My pulse still racing
and my soul still connected to you.
I can start my day.