When there is no escape there is only release. You cannot help but let go and let be the predicament you have found yourself in. You feel the twitches, sense the tremors, crave the spasms, desire the inhibition destroying humiliation that comes with the freedom of release. You let flow your emotions to spray wildly into the darkness in order to fill it with your being. You splatter the silence with your guttural passion so that it may never be unsoiled. You use your desire to ascend to the climax of the passionate peaks of your most primal need. You let yourself becomes that which you desire, a release.