On The Bubble Or In It-Encasements

[Scorpio'sWill2Power]

Some prefer a tight fit, having things a wee bit
snug and no loose ends to get in the way of things.

Too close for comfort isn't a problem here when it
cums to having some breathing room.

The confinement of being wrapped tightly in tape, plastic,
latex or whatever suits the situation.

The struggle to be free but freedom eludes you.

An almost suffocating sense of helplessness washing
over you like some dark tide from an ancient sea.

Your breathing becoms shallow, trying to make the mind still
itself so that panic doesn't take hold.

The rush of endorphins and adrenaline as you cling to
those slender threads of consciousness.

Knowing that master will be there, your safety net.

Both captor and protector to rescue you from harm and deliver
you into the arms of total bliss with but a single touch
of their hand.