May 2013
Like being stuck
ende-game:
Between a rock and a hard place
With a too tight collar choking me
And a weighted chain claiming my hands
And a led net thrown over the only gap towards the surface
And hands trying to drag me further down
Hands grabbing at my neck, trying to strangle me
Rocks digging, pressing, pushing into my back and shoulders
That’s how I feel. Completely and utterly trapped.
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Mane and Tail(a Were-A-Kilt story)
‘You’re sure about this?’
‘You mean do I want to play safe? No way! Safe words are for cowards.’
‘And my Moon never gets scared.’
‘You’d be surprised.’
‘Then surprise me.’
‘Fine but you begin.’
‘Of course. Bite down.’
Metal cold and slick against the back of his teeth, holding his tongue down.
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April 2013
