And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
Sometimes, well, most times, I am just rough. Rough and passionate. Sometimes I am a bit more sensual. Sensual and passionate.
But sometimes, not always, but sometimes I will make it hurt. A good hurt, for sure. A hurt you will like. But it will hurt, nonetheless.
A little bit of pain. Painful and passionate.
Always. Always passionate.
So when you feel that time is something you want. You just tell me. Casually. You say it. You let me know, “one day, Daddy, I would like this.”
And when you are not expecting it. I will make it happen. I will treat your body very roughly.
I will Take you. I will Use you. I will Hurt you.
A good Hurt. The kind that scares you, leaves some marks, pleasure swirled in pain, and pleasure is central to it all. Remember: I am not a sadist. Your pleasure is my goal, always.
I will slap you. Spank you. Finger you until you collapse and pin you down and yank your fucking hair and shove my cock in your mouth until mascara is streaming down your face and neck.
I will cover your mouth, squeeze your neck, fuck your tight pussy hard and rough, release my grip, let you breathe, and squeeze again.
Just when you feel safe. An open hand across your face. And open hand across your ass. Outline of red fingers over your thick ass and I push you down, hard into the floor.
Shoving your face and chest into the ground. Once on all fours. Now just all twos. Ass perched up, body immobile.
I stand. I bend. I spit onto your ass. I spit into my hand. I cover my cock in saliva. And I press the tip of my cock up against your tight little ass. I push. I wait. I push. I glide. I let you adjust. I move in and out. Slowly, then Harder. A bit harder now.
Then like a cowboy grabbing his reins, I grab your hair. I yank. And I fuck the ever-loving hell out of your tight little back bits until you scream for me to fuck you harder.
I empty my cum inside your ass and watch it stream out of you. I watch you collapse forward and your leg twitch.
We search for words but there are none.
That’s the Hurt I offer.