Faith and the fall

She would often tie me up, in my hands, my legs, my lips. For her I was a toy, a ball. She would throw me up in air, and catch me as I fall. It was scary and a lot fun too, like jumping off a sinking ship. It didn’t matter at all if I... Continue Reading →

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