Saturday, 2 February 2013

Magic gown

I have a magic gown. It is so beautiful. It is so proudly, elegantly, magnificently, deliciously feminine.

When I wear it I become so beautiful, so proudly, elegantly, magnificently, deliciously feminine.

My body and spirit transform to match the gown. I am its bride. When I wear it I become it. It becomes me.

But magic comes at a cost. My gorgeous gown possesses me, controls me.

In my gown I am dancing, but I am not leading the dance. To where am I being danced?



Posted by at

2 comments:

  1. Lilith2 February 2013 at 13:13

    Its so beautiful and while I know the price, the loss of control only makes it more arousing.. Its irresistible, I have to put it on, I can't help my self.. but then I get scared.. what have I done? am I trapped like this forever? Are you?

    ReplyDelete
  2. Deborah Kate2 February 2013 at 14:24

    Oh exactly Lils, exactly! We feel alike.

    Are we trapped like this forever? Oh yes.

    Oooh! xxx

    ReplyDelete

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)