i crave.
heightened senses.
smell.sense.touch.sight.mind.taste.control...all denied me.
knowing when the arm is raised to strike, before it ever is.
the decadent whoosh.
body dancing to meet each deep lash.
the hand at my throat, as my back hits the wall, all at once.
the glorious click behind my ear.
the ties that bind.
stiletto's scraping the wall, again.
command.
control.
obedience.
deep drop.
i crave.
(c) miss entycing