Chapter 6. Words on the Body
Today is Saturday.
You wake up earlier than usual.
The apartment is quiet, the city is still asleep.
On your phone, a new message from me:
— You are staying home alone today.
Do not go out until I give you permission.
Do it — and you'll get what you want.
You are very anxious, you want to tell me off, but also, on the contrary, you want to dissolve into me. This contradiction battles within you and in the end you only reply:
— Yes.
I write:
— Find a marker.
Take off all your clothes.
Stand in front of the mirror.
Freeze and look closely at yourself — this body is as if new, you are looking at it this attentively for the first time.
Write
on your skin three words you want to hear from me.You go to the bathroom.
Get undressed.
Look in the mirror: your skin — bare, vulnerable.
Your fingers are trembling, the marker is red, it smells of alcohol. You didn't find another one.
On your thigh — "beloved".
On your chest — "want".
Below your navel — "yours".
You take a photo of yourself — no face, just your body and the words.
Send it to me.
The reply comes quickly:
— Good girl.
Now a video.
Film yourself erasing the words from your body.
Leave only "yours".
Slowly, with a damp palm, you rub your skin.
The letters melt under your fingers.
Only one remains: "yours".
I write:
— Touch yourself.
Caress where the word still remains.
Don't rush.
Look at yourself, don't turn away.
You obey.
Your fingers slide over your stomach, lower.
The orgasm comes quickly, because at this moment you are truly mine.
Afterwards, you lie on the bed, hugging your knees, breathing deeply and languidly.
Your whole skin is burning.
You look at your body — as if you are holding my gaze upon you.
I write:
— Wash off the last word only in the evening.
Today you are only mine. You walk around the house naked. You get dressed only if someone comes unexpectedly. You play with yourself all day. Rest and write me your thoughts, feelings, experiences. Fantasize and enjoy. Photos are welcome.
You smile, feeling warmth inside.
All day, you can't shake the feeling that you are hiding from yourself less and less.
Time after time, you manage to give yourself pleasure and it happens quickly, as if on command.
For the first time in a long time — you are not ashamed, not scared, but truly calm.
Next chapter — soon.