Early Morning Exercise, part 7

When I stopped struggling, she lifted her foot off me.

As soon as I started to get up, she covered me with her sole, and it didn’t take much effort at all for her to pin me to immobility.

So I went limp. I stopped moving. I tried to breathe as slowly as possible so my rib cage didn’t brush against the sensitive skin of her sole. I had to be very patient, lying there under the panic-inducing weight of her mere foot. Nothing to her, everything to me. That’s what all of this was, wasn’t it? She’s dinking around with a little toy, while I’m struggling mightily to pursue the most explosive sexual fantasy of my wildest imagination, or fighting for my life.

Control those thoughts. Control them, calm down… breathe…

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