Sometimes a woman just wants to be tied up.

BoundIn a public life filled will hundreds of “don’ts,” it is a relief to be able to spend my private hours in the company of a man who doesn’t shy away from a little rough play. Sometimes a woman just wants to be tied up.

I am a powerful, independent, educated woman, who likes to be in charge, but that doesn’t mean that I can’t enjoy taking some orders. There is an equality that exists in purely sexual relationships. We both know what we like, know what drew us to each other, know what to touch, kiss, bite, twist and lick. The pleasure is ephemeral, but euphoric in that moment.

That moment when I am nearing unconsciousness either from pain or pleasure – not thinking about deadlines, meetings or conferences – but only living in that wet, writhing, orgasmic nothingness.