when left alone with my mind...
Coming to life around 3:30am.
Idleness breeds thought. Thoughts that have been racing through my mind since my brain came around, well before I opened my eyes.
Fantasy. Torment. Dirty and wicked, the taste of another's humiliation on the tip of my tongue... a fire that must be fanned into a dangerous roar before being stubbed out.
Only time stands between now and then, between fantasy and reality.
Seduced by the thoughts of control and of power. A power that still remains untapped but burning in my veins for want of release. A victim in site...
Indulgence. Self-serving. Complete disregard for another, his humiliation driving me further, driving me madder.
There is nothing more sensuous and intensely sexy than a broken man.
*licks lips and smiles wickedly*
Idleness breeds thought. Thoughts that have been racing through my mind since my brain came around, well before I opened my eyes.
Fantasy. Torment. Dirty and wicked, the taste of another's humiliation on the tip of my tongue... a fire that must be fanned into a dangerous roar before being stubbed out.
Only time stands between now and then, between fantasy and reality.
Seduced by the thoughts of control and of power. A power that still remains untapped but burning in my veins for want of release. A victim in site...
Indulgence. Self-serving. Complete disregard for another, his humiliation driving me further, driving me madder.
There is nothing more sensuous and intensely sexy than a broken man.
*licks lips and smiles wickedly*