Tag: mind fuck

  • NEVER CHANGE

    How many times have you deleted everything, in the hope of starting new? Life as someone without a fetish. And yet…where do you find yourself, almost immediately?  When they say hard-wired for discipline, is this what they mean? A masochist with something to prove? What is it, exactly, that you think you were made for?…

  • NOTHING SCARES YOU LIKE A REAL IDEA

    I know what it’s like. When you decide enough is enough. Time to raise the bar. I’ve found life is always better on the other side. High standards. According to whom? I already knew. Asking for what you want, means knowing what you want in the first place. It’s the only way you’ll ever get…

  • DO YOU BELIEVE?

    You’re beginning to understand, aren’t you? Close your eyes and feel the teeth of the machine. Don’t you want out? Don’t you want more? Why is it, do you think, you’ve spent your life daydreaming? What is it you really desire, and, can you trust the source? Where did it all come from? Don’t be…

  • HE’S ON THE VERGE OF NOTHING

    Here you are again. What is it this time? Oh, right. Some things never change, do they? Chasing your own tail. Eat it and let me know how you feel in the morning. Always feeling like you missed the point. If only you knew…something, is that right? You want a reason? When are you going…

  • BACK YOU CAN NEVER GO

    You’re starting to feel out of control. Get used to it. Forget what you used to know. To knowing, in the general sense. In the biblical sense. To be perfectly honest. The before, it slips away. You can try to run away, but you can never go back. Surrender yourself to divine intervention. We’re going…

  • A QUESTION OF TERROR

    I know sometimes it scares you. Your need to be seen makes you vulnerable. Trouble is, I like it when it hurts. And you were programmed to please. Is it all in your mind? Well, yes. That’s where you give over power first. Following my will is sublime. Your fetish makes you useful to me.…

  • GIVE INTO ME

    You’ve got my attention. What will you do with the privilege? I adore that buzz of anticipation. Between what you’ve done and what you deserve. Suddenly, you’re all mine. To do with as I please. And the idea of being so vulnerable, subject to whatever I deem necessary. Makes it that much hotter. Give into…