…is the visible part of the brain.Immanuel Kant
I don’t remember why it happened in the first place. Or when. It might’ve been my visit in March. Or the one before. I’m pretty sure we were lying in bed, about to go to sleep. I was tired, but at the same time very excited. I was lying next to him and I hate to waste even one second when we’re together.
Now that I think about it, I realise he had probably done it before. But that time was different. My mind wouldn’t let me settle down, he was holding me, and then it suddenly happened. He placed his hand over my mouth. I don’t know why, it might’ve been a playful moment. That is besides the point really. What happened with my mind was the important part.
At a moment’s notice everything calmed down. Everything that was going on in my mind quieted down. And I was stunned. That had never happened to me before and I had no idea it was that easy. I started breathing deeper and slower, more conscious. I could feel every bit of my body relax and me simply letting go.
He had his hand over my mouth before, but it was different. It was during a different situation, while playing or in a kink moment. He was smothering me or trying to keep me quiet. Now I was being held.
Since that moment I have thought a lot about his hand on mouth. I have mentioned it, asked for it and even placed his hand there. Every single time it has the same consequence. I calm down, centre on the moment, let go of all the thoughts in my head. Everything changes within seconds and I find it easier to not let negativity in.
As this post formed in my head, I couldn’t help but wonder whether his hand over my mouth would also work, when I’m upset or we have an argument. Maybe one day we can find that out, but as for now I know, it would probably make me more angry than I already am.
For now, I’ll take his hand over my mouth to calm me down, to keep me quiet, to make my cunt wet.