desires and dreams and something in between.

I have yearned to be worshiped. For him to take his sweet time in bringing me pleasure. Like all he is here to do on this earth is to coax my moans and taste the results of his efforts.

I have yearned to be possessed, by the way he looks at me, never satisfied and always satisfying.

My mind still creeps in with questions that make me doubt my desires, but i’ll push through. I don’t want to give those doubts any voice. This here, is mine. And yours, I suppose, if you’re reading.

Now where was I? Yes, possession, ownership! A leash tugging at the soft little collar on my neck, while he coos at me about all the things he wants to do to me.
It’s such a delicate need, I don’t think many may understand the balance of cherishing their woman by fucking her into the mattress.

By making her choke on your cock.

By holding her neck while she begs to cum.

By leaving her denied because you want her to feel all that she can.
eventually.

By working to create that trust between the two of you that every submission is earth shattering.

That’s what I crave. A surge of electricity, just crackling under the skin, waiting to become a lightning storm. Desperate, breathless, vocal reminders of who I belong to.

Never a doubt left in my jellied bones afterwards, because I’m cocooned in his arms, cum leaking out and coating my thighs, and he adores to see my wrecked by his doing. And he knows I want more.

always more.

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