Like a Damp Wedgie He told her, “Tomorrow will be a very special day for you, little one.” Continuing with devilish confidence as he spoke. “Be prepared. You will crave me — more than you imagined you thought you could. By the end of the night, you will practically run to any place you can…
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Steer Clear
Just be glad you don’t actually fuck me tonight. I have had about all the week I can stomach and I am in an anger fuck mood tonight. If you bring that sweet little pussy anywhere near me, I am going to hate fuck my hate fuck right into your delicate little holes with no…
Hit Me Where It Counts
In my youth, I had a wide enough selection of the female variety, formative enough to bring about all the depth I needed to find out the important things. Whether a girl can give a mean beej is inconsequential and irrelevant. We all adapt. We all grow. My own personal sexual prowess was and is…
Dark Sarcasm In The Classroom
“You are such a good girl,” is the first thought that I have upon entering the room, as I find you just as I had commanded. Welling up with a sense of pride, but I cannot show you my gratification just yet, as I look down to see heaven awaiting me in the flesh. You’ve…
And The Hills Are Alive
With The Sound Of Music Distinct and intoxicating would be the way I would best describe it. Your subspace voice carries a sound that only I know really well — even you are hazy on the tune. It’s when you have had more than your fair share of passion at the hands of me, as…
All Or Nothing
The very thought of going back to vanilla after knowing firsthand the emotional rawness that accompanies dominance and submission is like eating McDonald’s after dining at Spago. No fucking thank you — I’d rather starve. What I didn’t realize until afterward, was that once you dive entirely into D/s, everything else looks like a wallpaper…
The Scriptwriter
You walk in the door and I already know the script before it ever plays out. I know, because I am the scriptwriter. Dominant to my core, I stopped fighting this a long time ago and only accepting people in my world who’d embrace it; who want to submit, not force me to be the…
Needy Little Holes
I know you well.you are a part of me.I know you better than I know myself.I know you best,better than anyone.I know you better than I know myself.You are a part of me.You are just a part of me,You are just a part of me,You are just a part of me,You are just a PART…
I Want Your Soregasm
Soft was never my style. Neither was a lack of confidence, but you know that very well. You see, you are going to ache for me so intensely that the mere thought of my dominion will soak your panties. By the time you’ve finished reading this, you’ll know I am right. You will want, so…
When I First…Entered You
Staring into your beautiful eyes as I entered you, something happened to me that had never happened before. Something that in all my years, felt akin to losing my virginity. Something greater though. I was whole, for the very first time in my life. I was one with you, in a way we longed for…
You Are The Paper
All of sudden, words drop out of me like thundering rain from a dark cloud in the middle of a Midwest spring storm. I am merely existing naturally now, dropping ungodly amounts of passion, all because of the slightest presence of you. I don’t know what it is. I don’t know why and I don’t…
Just Ask
This when I nestle my ambition and wants inside your mind, Little One. You may not realize what is happening yet, but I do. But it sure feels good to be writing to you again, My Love. It just never felt quite right putting pen to paper apart. We both know that daily, my ache…
Feel Me, When You Walk
A week passes and I know that you ache for me on an indescribable level. You ache, in every sense of the word.
Your body – still feeling the residuals of my presence.
With each stride, and with each time you lift your leg and move about, you remember what I did to you and it sends you into a memory of me. You hurt a little less each day and you wish so bad that you hurt a little more. The feeling now leaving you every time you wake into a new day, and each new day starting now signifies distance from the moment I left your body. Distance from when I was inside you – a thought you cannot bear thinking.
With My Words
With my words, I captured your innocence, pulling you closer and closer to me with each letter I wrote. With each syllable that I spoke. I didn’t do anything spectacular. I just said what was in my heart, but every time I looked there, what I found was always you. My orange sky. I don’t have…
Bend Over, Kitten
I am boiling inside as I write this. I have no reason for it. I am just glad I am. Right now, I need you “face down”, wondering if I am 20 feet from you or 2 feet behind you, as I quietly move closer and closer and closer. Inching my way across the carpet, black…
The Power I Gain
With My Face Between Your Legs Right about now, I am in a state of mind that is somewhat dangerous. It’s those moments when I dive deep, metaphorically-speaking, right in between your feminine legs and grip at the visceral feeling of power that I exult over you when I bring my fucking A-Game. The power I…
Follower Submitted Writing: Daydreaming
Daydreaming
I like to imagine you, at your desk trying to work and being hard for me.
That as you are pounding away on your keyboard, an image of me laying out spread open in front of you crosses your mind, and for you to imagine pounding into me, until I am left breathless with little strobes of pleasure flowing between my legs, reminding you that you own my very soul.
You think of the noises I will make. Would I scratch your back as you fill me with your manhood? Will I whisper in your ear ‘harder’ or would I demand it as I ground my hips against you, like a starved kitten being denied her milk? What surprises lay hidden on my body, impatient for the hunter inside you to discover them? Your mind floating away with the possibilities…
Abracadabra: Now Touch
It’s been far too long Miss Touchy since I tricked you with my sleight of hand.Like Copperfield and Houdini, pretty soon as the words cascade across your mind, I will make you look one direction while I am doing something else. It is all part of my sinister plan to pull you in, engage you, make you clutch your heart, then your netherworld, as you begin to realize that man with the words somehow just made you dripping wet. I intend to build you up with anticipation and make you wait for the inevitable sexy ending, all to find out in the aftermath that I was toying with you all along.So you may want to ease back in your seat for this one little lady — I have one motivation and only one motivation right now.I want to make you cum.Hard.The orgasm that currently resides inside your feminine body has my name written all over it and I’m going rip it from your soul like I am starting a lawnmower. You see, my ego is a dangerous force to be reckoned with at times, and right about now, he is starving for your legs to shake.
When I First…Knew
I recall writing the first round of “When I First…” posts in September.Back then, like now I suppose, I was dipping my brush into my own blood, painting my fine art with catharsis as my canvas. I swept the words left to right, vibrant colors of nostalgia and longing, all for the moments of when I First…Well, I guess when I first, “Firsted” You.
