What It Was

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Thoughts of emotional and physical restraints.
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In our own reality, the one where we could be together without any fear and restrictions, we could create our own needed restraints.
It would be the restraints we crave and long for so much sometimes that they take over our minds.

You would be in a wheelchair as long and as much as you need to be, or as long as I want you to be.
You would possibly be in a wheelchair all the time, and never be without it again because it is who you are, and sometimes it is who you want to be.
Oh, and I still picture you in those braces I love so much and on crutches.
You would be so beautiful to me.

And I would be there by your side at all times, and you would put me into braces or casts or anything we both like, and we would be all over each other in our crazy desires. And I would be exactly how you imagined me, you would be in charge of what you want to do to me.

From your wheelchair you would have all the power over me. And I would crave your power over me in those matters.

Because in a way we both hunger for a restraint of a certain kind, but in our own reality those restraints we would put upon us without mercy, would actually set us free and they would tie us to each other like no other connection could create.

We would be bound to each other by our physical restraints and the mental ones at the same time.
And it would be amazing and it would be exhilarating and exhausting but at the end of the day we would be in each other’s arms making sweet love and living in our passion.
And we would feel nothing but closeness and a deep emotional lock down in each other’s hearts and minds.

There are many words for it but I guess one could be love.

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AnonymousAnonymousabout 5 years ago
Care

for the disabled!