Her Wants And Her Needs…

She says she’s a kinky individual, looking to explore this sexual side of hers. She says she’s a submissive, and enjoys being dominated, spanked and whatever else her kinks are. Her profile is abound with desires and fantasies, for she’s come to this forbidden land to explore her forbidden desires. Desires her close friends only have an inkling of, and her past lovers have had a glimpse of. She writes what she wants, but there’s barely a mention of what she needs. And just like poetry, the true desires lay hidden in between the words that adorn her wall. She writes about what she wants, but what she needs, you’ll have to read in between those words that she writes.

She says that she wants to be dominated. She needs to feel cared for, safe to be able to let go. She needs to feel that you’re someone she can let herself go with, and in front of. For she has this desire to be cherished, for who she truly is, not what she appears to be. She is both of that, and more. Her desire to truly submit to someone, to kneel and look upto her dom. And for that, she really needs to look upto you.

She says that she wants to be choked, slapped, gagged and spanked. She wants to be used and treated like a fuckdoll, punished and ravaged, with her partner taking his own sweet time while doing so. what she wants is the pain to wash over her. For it to distract herself from all that is going on in her life, for it to consume her, fraying her nerve endings till all that remains is that effervescent feeling to rise up from deep within her and it to emanate long after you’ve lifted a finger on her. For her to look at the marks and bruises, and be reminded that for a brief period of time, she ceased to exist. What existed were those sensations as it coursed through her body. And the bond which still exists, long after she has been unbound, the soreness still reminds her that she still is bound. To that man.

She says that she wants to be humiliated and degraded, abused and demeaned. What she wants is to feel less of who she is in her own eyes, while knowing the man meting out this treatment holds her in high regards. She wants to know that while she’s being used like a three hole toy, when she rests her head on your chest, she’s in the safest place that she can be.

She wants to be a submissive or a slave. What she needs is that when she sees you, and she sees this fantastical realm that you’ve built for yourselves in the confines of the room, or the house, or the restaurant booth, or whatever place you’ve both set step in together, of the possibilities, of the warmth and of the promises that this bond has. For this world ceases to exist when she steps into the world that you both have created. What she needs is to feel to safe, in a world of lecherous eyes watching her every step, she needs to feel safe to let that wanton slut out of her cage. She wants to be clay in the hands of a master craftsman, and turned into whatever object he craves, as long as her core remains untouched. For the core is who she is, and men have seen her without her clothes, but very few have seen her core.

Her wants, while they are openly spoken about, her needs are carefully whispered. And to catch a glimpse of them, you need to listen carefully, and read in between those lines.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/qhnbmx/her_wants_and_her_needs