Status Updates From Untether (Alchemy)

I jerk my head towards our reflections. ‘Look.’ She looks and sees what I see. Her, chained to the bed and spread out for me. Arms up. Back arched. Me, hooligan mask on and muscles flexing as I lean over her. I hope she sees how big I look on top of her. How much more powerful than her. I hope it feeds her desire as much as it feeds mine.

But, you know, he got it completely right. He called it. Because I know a lot of women out there will empathise when I say so much of the female orgasm is in our heads, right, and it’s not even how we feel about the person we’re with. It’s how we feel about ourselves, our bodies, whether we’re stressed, or exhausted, or our brains just won’t shut the fuck up.