It started with a blindfold so many years ago. Tying her hands soon followed so she wouldn&#8217;t be able to remove it when tempted. Then came earplugs, then full leather hoods. What she felt through touch was heightened as her other senses were dulled and impaired.<br /><br />It wasn&#8217;t enough to satisfy her. She was a willing victim to her own addiction to desire.<br /><br />I look back on this photo, this moment so soon after I beheaded her...how her hands curled and twisted in her bonds! How she rocked up and down, side to side!<br /><br />A year has passed. One year deprived of all senses but touch. Only one question do I ponder; what was her name again?<br /><br />Help me restock my depleting chocolate rations with a donation at ko-fi.com/lackingcpu