My clit swells in anticipation of your penetration.
Watching your cock ….throb…
as you stare at my Yoni.
The time has cum to put away all niceties,
and throw down the whips!
Which one shall we play with, Master?
Which one leaves the bloodiest marks?
As the red hot liquid pours down my spine,
I know this is how you define your love for me.
and we are just getting started.
Roll me over and shove that baseball bat up my ass.
Slap me in the face with your rock hard cock.
Call me your whore.
I’m in a frenzy now…
And I need to taste your sweet cummmmm
I want a sticky white pearl necklace…
I want you dripping between my tits.
I want you to do every dirty little secret in your dark heart to my body.
I want you to own my soul.
Strap the collar around my neck.
Attach the chain to it’s ring.
Lead me around like a whipped dog.
“Master, I will OBEY,” she whimpered.
All these things and more…
I dream about doing with you…
I wish to divulge the nasty scenarios inside of my head to you while you fuck me raw dog from behind.
Make me cum.
Make me feel it.
Make me taste it.
I will let you own me.
I am your cum dumpster
and I lick up every last drop.
Evert Puddle of love is but a victory of pleasure, in my eyes.
Every drop wasted when I am not there to lick it up is a tragedy.
Your cock is like a mystical siren’s voice…
beckoning me to please it.
My clit pulsates
at the thought of your tongue caressing it and nibbling on it with your teeth.
I came hard,
but you weren’t done with me yet!
You bent me back over and shoved your thumb up my ass,
slapped my ass
and told me to like it.
So, I moaned deeply
I’m helpless, under your thumb.
Your other hand finds its way into my hive…
While simultaneously, stroking my clit.
I’m uncontrollable now.
Aching for a release…
you push me onto the bed and thrust your raging hard on deep inside of my juicy puckered star fish.
I yelp with pleasure.
But, oh there is still more.
All while thrusting,
You command me to describe the pleasure I am feeling…
And I spill the contents of my clits demise to you
and you soak up every last climax.
Multiple orgasms later…
as we lay awake in bed….
You stroke my hair,
and tell me what a good little whore I am…
and ask if I enjoy the taste of your cum
And I reply, sheepishly, “Please Master, may I have some more?”