Re: [Postcard: Lancelot & Guinevere]
[This postcard was clearly pre-emptively put into an envelope]
My dearest knight I will drive you to the brink. I will make pain feel like pleasure and pleasure feel like pain. I will use mouth and whip and wax and chains upon the body you have given to me.
I will make you beg for the release of an orgasm. I will hold you on the edge with no escape. Only when I fear you might die will I finish what I started hours before.
And when you're spent and sated and ask for release, I will start all over again.