control.
Being pulled by my hair just shifts something in me straight away. It gives someone control so easily, and I feel it instantly. It's hard to ignore once it starts.
vulnerability.
Being touched, held, or even having a hand around my neck... There's something about that vulnerability that I'm drawn to. It makes me feel small in a way I can't quite explain, like I'm giving something up without needing to say it.
stillness.
Being held, bound, or pinned. That feeling of being kept still, guided, not having full control of myself... I sink into that very quickly. There's something in it that quiets everything else.
It's not just where I'm touched. It's what it does to me. The control. The vulnerability. The way it pulls me out of my head and into the moment.
I spend a lot of my life thinking, analysing, and trying to understand things. I'm naturally curious about people, psychology, biology, and how we work. What fascinates me is how certain touches seem to bypass all of that. They don't ask for analysis. They don't give me time to think. They just create a response. I can understand what's happening intellectually, but that doesn't stop me feeling it. If anything, I find it fascinating that something as simple as a hand in my hair, a hand around my neck, or fingers wrapped around my wrist can change my headspace so quickly. It's almost like certain parts of me respond before my conscious mind has had a chance to catch up.
OUT OF MY HEAD. INTO THE MOMENT.
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