Sigmadomrules - Untitled

~LittleOne

All the time😈😈😈

Touch

While she needs the rough expression of domination, to be manhandled and taken just the way he wills it, what she craves even more is this: his gentle touch.

The touch of adoration, safety and guidance. The touch that soothes her soul and makes her melt. She just lets go and succumbs to it, burying herself in his rough hand, because she knows she is cared for, and understood. She can be vulnerable and laid bare, because she knows that his touch will make her feel like home.

To him, she is nothing short of perfection. His cherish good girl. His most prized possession. His object of infatuation. His fucktoy.

This kind of touch is addicting, and she's already on her knees begging to get her much needed dose.

I’m always amazed and humbled every time I come across a piece of writing that so perfectly and succinctly predicted the future. It proves to me there is clairvoyance in art. Heller wrote this in the late 1950’s. It was published in 1961.

“It was miraculous. It was almost no trick at all, he saw, to turn vice into virtue and slander into truth, impotence into abstinence, arrogance into humility, plunder into philanthropy, thievery into honor, blasphemy into wisdom, brutality into patriotism, and sadism into justice. Anybody could do it; it required no brains at all. It merely required no character.”

Joseph Heller, Catch-22

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