Sometimes...it's all about the lace
and sometimes it's all about cuffs and ropes..or scarves.
i've not worn my cuffs in a very long time. For many reasons, putting them on reminded me of what i didn't have instead of who i am. And so i avoided them.
However, in recent days, i've started wearing them again during my kneeling time. The black leather surrounding my wrists and ankles, the small locks making noise as i move has become, as they should be, reminders of who i am.
i've not worn my cuffs in a very long time. For many reasons, putting them on reminded me of what i didn't have instead of who i am. And so i avoided them.
However, in recent days, i've started wearing them again during my kneeling time. The black leather surrounding my wrists and ankles, the small locks making noise as i move has become, as they should be, reminders of who i am.
posted by this girl at Sunday, November 23, 2008
1 Comments:
I once read somewhere something which went along the lines of 'a submissive will always be a submissive. There may be times s/he will not have a Master and, at those times, s/he submits to fate.'
I think there's something in that....something about the nature rather than nurture quality of some submissives. That's something I recognised in you.
love and hugs xxx
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