There’s a secret feeling I’ve been carrying for a while now, one I’ve never had the courage to tell anyone. Sometimes, I imagine what it would be like to be owned by a mistress, completely caged by her presence, yet somehow feel safe in that cage. There’s something mysterious about belonging to someone so deeply, about surrendering a part of yourself without anyone else knowing.
I don’t know when this feeling started or where it will lead me. All I know is that it quietly lives inside me, and perhaps the strangest part is… I don’t think I want to escape. 🖤