At the End of the Day

I often wonder what it would be like to completely surrender. With all the control, meticulous planning, and order I keep in my day to day life, to have a space where I make no decisions and get to let go completely. My stress goes away as someone takes the reins (literally), and tells me "Don't worry darling, I'll take it from here...".  Tied, whipped and bound. Every moment of pleasure embraced as I fall into a small space of my day where for once, I don't make the rules. There is no shame, no guilt, only the exploration of how far I can be pushed, how tightly I can be bound, and how willing I am to give and take pleasure. I can't be shamed here.