I must be forced
As he enters me, i let go, millileter, by millileter, of
the tensing, pulling, tighning, gripping.....I am addictied
to extreme physical endurance, the marathon of uncoiling
intensity. I release my muscles, tendons, my flesh, my
anger, my ego, my rules, my parents, my cells, my life,
at the same time, i draw inward, releasing out and pulling
in, one thing, Bliss I learned from being sotimized??????
Is experiancing eternity in a moment of real time! It is
the utimate sexual act of trust. You could really get hurt
if you resist! But push past that fear literally, pass thru
it and ah, that joy that lies on the other side of convention.
The peace that is past the pain. Once absorbed it is neurtilized
and allows for transformation. Pleasure alone is mere
temporary indulgiance, a suble distraction, an enesthelization
while on the path to something higher, deeper, lower, and
beyond pain! The edge of my ass is the sexual event horizan,
the boundry beyond which there is no escape! Having a cock
in my ass really gives me focus. Receptivity becomes activity,
not passivity. His cock pierces my pussy, my desire to know
control, understand and antaylize, and forces me in, my
openness, my vulnerability to the surface, I cannot do
this alone, voluntarily, I MUST BE FORCED!!!!
