Destiny and Chance have such a lovely blog. This excerpt from a very touching post is by Chance:
i wanted to thank you for making me where my cuffs and enforcing it later when you allowed me to take them off for something. My head was foggy and you took over. i can’t help but say how i love to be bound that way. Forced to take small steps at your commands. And when you snap at me ‘quickly’ how that hits me so deep. i see it in your face how you like the sound of my boots pattering along the floor or the chain. i need to be like this with you Mistress and i am so happy you need me to be like that too.
i love how the chain forces me to walk slowly and gracefully down the stairs. i feel like a geisha and i want to do this perceivably humiliating act with grace and class and beauty. It almost seems impossible sometimes. A grown adult scurrying quickly out the kitchen, forced to walk in an unfamiliar way and trying to keep a certain dignity. Then i see you watching me. i see how you think i am beautiful and i swell with pride. i feel myself glide into the room ten small steps for every second.
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