Inescapable Happiness

Please Hold Me Tighter My Love and Mistress

Wouldn't it be great to combine love, intimacy, a good night's sleep and bondage in the same bed? This image comes pretty close.

Close to perfection. But why can't they look into each other's eyes? (Image: artist unknown)

Happiness is easy, steal a kiss, wake up by her side, make her smile. You don't need props for any of those, but occasionally it helps.

In the run-up to Valentine's Day this lovely drawing caught my eye. Most of us take it for granted that we fall asleep next to the woman we love. That's how essential she is to our happiness - and hopefully we're can reciprocate that gift. Only when you wake up alone, you realize the true extent of such a privilege. Even then, blessed memories put that smile back on your face first thing in the morning.

Look at how happy she is - pure joy. I imagine she is whispering sweet nothings into his ear. He's making noise too - of course he's happy, why wouldn't he? - but the sounds coming from inside his restrictive,leather cocoon are less coherent. Perhaps that has something to do with that wire coming out of his bondage bag, at a certain hight where his private parts are? Whatever it is, it's most likely a case of being overjoyed with infinite pleasure but no way out. After all, the night is still young. And he knows, because he knows her. After all he signed up for it this of his own choice, assuming love is about free will, rather than some cruel Cupid.

Spoken words don't matter. Wanna get closer, look into her eyes. Second best is paying attention to her body language or the things she doesn't say. Forget words.

Even when you are convinced, they are your only open, you're probably wrong. Just look at the drawing. All tied up and nowhere to go, her beloved slave, uses whatever little room he has to be closer to her, to feel the warmth of her body and what it says to him. He cannot influence the way she places her hand on his bound chest. But tender or firm, it's how she talks to him in a most delicate way. With the lights out that sounds vanilla. Except for the fact that he is in a leather sleeping bag with most of the night ahead of him. Don't worry, he's where he wants to be. He is with her.