This is a Game

This is the game.

I am choosing to play.

I choose because I am enjoying it.

I am not really desperate. I am choosing to act that way.

I am not really willing to do anything. I choose which things I will do.

In the game you love me, you own me. You cherish your toy.

I am enjoying my sexuality instead of being ashamed of it.

I do what feels good and I should feel good about that.

But it is still a game. It does not define all that I am or even who I am.

I can choose to stop playing at any time.

There is power in choice. I do not give up my power. I will however give control to someone who has earned it.


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