The goal is the final surrender to the experience, to be nothing more than pleasure as you were nothing more than taste or touch or hearing. For you to be lost in the maze of orgasmic mirrors. For your self to be quieted and there to be nothing but the body.
Once you are there, after the last uncountable climax, I unwrap the bonds from your wrists, legs, ankles. I curl beside you, arms around you. Eventually I whisper your name to remind you of who you were.
Who you are now is something for us to explore.
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