The slave escapes her bonds to find a stronger set of chains.
 Anonymous

Deep in the shadows of our minds. Rests, something primal, something not all understand but none can ignore. Perhaps it is from this depth of our being that the desire of bdsm arises, like something out of the dark, creeping along to claim our innocence, but innocent we are not.  As you explore this strange life style, remember to stay upon the trails blazed before until your own trail you can cross, watch for dark hallows and hidden corners, predators stalk these walls