🚧 Heavy Bondage | Total Surrender | ReflectiveDesire 🚧
But in the heavy bondage, desire turns vertical. It drops like a plumb line into the center of her chest. With her limbs locked, the physical world shrinks to the size of her own skin. The weight of the collar reminds her she has a throat. The pressure of the cuffs reminds her she has hands. She cannot touch anything, so she finally feels herself. The struggle is not against the steel. The struggle is against the chattering ghost in her skull—the one that plans, regrets, compares, and yearns for the next hill on the Vespa. ReflectiveDesire - Vespa- Heavy - Heavy Bondage...