A Cry in the Dark

Sunday, May 07, 2006

freedom in enclosure....

When he physically restrains me, there is always that little shiver that goes through my stomach.  It’s strange, really.  I love it when I am bound, unable to get away from him and the sensations he creates.  There is a liberty in being restricted in my actions.  Somehow, it forces me to focus more on my responses, magnifying the pleasure I receive.  Even better is the knowledge that he will continue in his actions until HE is satisfied.  I can do nothing but feel, feel, feel....

Recently, I’ve noticed that there is a comfort in being bound by his words.  When he tells me not to worry about something, it becomes much easier to walk away from the problem.  He has recently required me to add some activities to my weekly schedule.  While I struggled to incorporate them initially, it has now become easier to accept his authority on those matters.  It seems as though he makes it possible to put down that responsibility of being an adult and adopt a more care-free, child-like outlook on life....

For some reason, setting more boundaries, enclosing me further with his words and actions, seems to liberate me in so many ways.  I am feeling lighter, happier, much less stressed.  That sense of joy in my day has returned.  There is freedom in his enclosure....

Posted by WistfulWench :: 5:54 AM :: 3 comments