Bondage

Sin querer decir que hay algo enfermo en disfrutar viendo como tu compañero de sexo llora y suplica. Sí, decir que yo me lo haría mirar por un terapeuta.

El amor es cuidar del otro.

A mi el que ahora es mi marido me dijo “yo cuidaré de ti”. Y en el silencio que se abrió tras esa afirmación…

Yo quiero que me cuiden y cuidar.

Desde luego no quiero que me maltraten y fíjense que he asistido a este fenómeno ahora convertido en moda.

Hubo un tiempo en que en mi subconsciente yo creía merecer un castigo.

Ahora he crecido, me quiero, me cuido, quiero y cuido, me quieren y me cuidan.

Bondage

I love myself, I take care of myself, I love and take care of others, so I get loved and cared.

Without even wanting to mention that there’s something sick about enjoying to watch your sex partner cry and beg. But yes, I would say that it deserves to be treated by a therapist.

To love is to take care of the other.

To me, the one who is now my husband, said «I will take care of you». And, in the silence that came after that statement…

I want to get cared and I want to take care.

Of course I don’t want to be mistreated, and notice that I’ve been witnessing this phenomenon to become now a fashion.

There was a time when in my subconsciousness I thought that I deserved punishment.

Now I have grown up, I love myself, I take care of myself, I love and take care of myself, so I get loved and cared.