Paragraph Kinks Challenge : Harder
... I think I made a Paragraph Kinks/Fluff/Angst, all in one. With only 5 sentences, I’m *proud* ! I hope I did it right (I’m sure that I didn’t) and that you will like it.Â
I know, even if I'm a little ashamed by that, that I have a choking kink (even if I've never experienced it with anyone). I also have some negative... trends and because of that, this kink can be a bit dangerous for me. But, maybe, if I find someone like Michael, who has also been through difficult things, it'll be better !
Thanks again for this wonderful idea @wroteclassicaly !! It was an interesting exercice, not only for my writing.Â
Maybe it was because she wanted to show him that she had total trust in him, because the feeling of that hand tightening more and more on her neck made her feel things that no other stimulation was producing, or only because she always had, despite all her efforts, the urge to die trotting in her head, but she adored when Michael was strangling her, as he sank into her.
      It was ironic in a sense, that two opposite actions meet in one, and that while they could at any time conceive a child, he could also twist her neck : life and death, two very powerful aphrodisiacs, for someone who had repressed suicidal tendencies, and yet a mad desire to know happiness.
      Most of the time, she managed to hide all this from Michael, who wanted only to fill her desire and who lent himself to the game with application, but also with apprehension, because he did not want to hurt her, but sometimes a force was taking possession of her, and tonight it was not enough, but even if she tried desperately to make him tighten his hand a little more, the pressure remained the same, strong enough to stimulate her, relaxed enough not to not kill her.
      "Squeeze me harder," she begged, and saying that, she realized that her life and death impulses were frantically fighting, and that while she wanted him to obey, she also wanted him to realized that something was wrong, and that this request meant something else, just the opposite.
      Michael stared at her tearful eyes, and he granted her request : he let go of her neck to take her in his arms, hugging her tightly against him, so that their two bodies would become one, that their two hearts beat in unison, and that all their loneliness and sorrow were finally filled by the love he had for each other. Â
