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24th August 2011

I have spent so long alone, floating around in the sea of my life like an unmoored buoy, struggling against the tide but no matter how much life has tried to batter me down I have refused to drown. There have been some terrible storms to weather over the last 18 months and times when I came very close to submitting to the waves of life and giving up the fight but maybe I am stubborn, or stronger than I realised because I just kept on swimming, believing that if I did I would eventually reach my safe harbour.

He constantly called me onwards, encouraging me and loving me from afar, promising me that in the end he would come and be with me and so together, but apart, we lived as best we could. Both of us pined for the other, yearning for the missing person in our lives and our desperate heat for each other’s touch at times unbearable but never ever receding.

My safe harbour is here now, beside me every day, his strong arms circling me and his lips feasting on mine. His hands reach out to me whenever he feels like it and my skin stings from his loving caresses. I can taste his juices on my lips and smell his scent in my clothes. His belt is hanging on a hook in the hall and his clothes hang in the wardrobe next to mine.

Now I am floating round on a different kind of tide, this one is calm but exciting; it swirls and twirls me round and round but never ever threatens to drag me under. I am tethered securely to my mooring, my wrists tied firmly behind my back, the thick dark cord biting into my skin. My legs are chained wide open across the bed and a blind fold robs me of my vision. This night he uses me for his pleasure, driving his hard cock into my wet pussy. I thrash and squirm under his strong body but I am not fighting to be free, unlike the loose Molly, this Molly is happy to be tied in her place, bound to him and by him forever, set free by her bondage.

Mollyxxx

Ps…The word this week is ‘Buoy’….click on the icon’s below to find out who else is playing along this week.

  • Molly Moore – Author, Blogger, Photographer, Speaker, Director of Operations @Eroticon
    Find me in my corner of the internet at Molly’s Daily Kiss
    and on Twitter @mollysdailykiss

  • Show Comments (13)

  • KaziGrrl

    I love the picture your words paint, and how you were able to take such a random word prompt and make it such an effortless focus 🙂

    I am glad you have found your safe harbour!

  • Stranded

    After reading this, it seems as though you and I are on opposite ends of the same spectrum. You were loved from afar and now enjoy that you have found it…I only now see my love from afar and will unlikely ever be able to express it in a safe harbour as you and Michael have found…regardless, beautifully put, m’lady.

  • Clive

    An A* to Molly – I love the play and imagery of your words

  • Aussiescribbler

    Very romantic and poetically expressed.

  • Rebel

    Beautifully written. I am so happy for you. You certainly ARE a very strong woman!
    ~Rebel~

  • Victoria Blisse

    What a beautiful interpretation of the prompt, I love how personal it is x

  • Jade

    Beautiful words & picture, Molly!

  • Cheeky Minx

    A truly beautiful marriage of beauty and fire, word and image…

  • Curvaceous Dee

    Beautiful. Both words and image.

    xx Dee

  • Livi

    I know I say this all the time but you’re writing is so beautiful. You pair are genuinely the only thing keeping my belief in love alive

    • mollyskiss

      Thank you Livi and there was a time when I felt the same….when I didn’t believe in love. I was wrong….keep believing Livi, it is out there, I waited a very long time to find that out.

      Mollyxxx

  • Buddha

    So much to love about this post…

  • Annette

    Beautiful picture and words. Sounds like my idea of heaven. 🙂 x

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