I do, very much, want to be his good girl. I want to own it and flaunt it, and bask in it. Obedience. It makes me wet.
You slide lube-slick fingers between my legs and I gulp down another inch of your straining, questing cock. Saturday afternoon sex, slow and sensual, is about to turn deliciously kinky.
I hate losing, but I love all the ways in which you know how to twist my arm and bring me to my knees; I won’t co-operate but I might, eventually, concede.
It looks like resistance, but there’s no conflict here. Only the bracing of myself to accept and endure such challenges…
I’m in the bedroom. Bent double over the foot of the bed, ankles cuffed to the posts, arms tied above and behind my head. Face in the mattress.
“He wants to see you. Downstairs.” Grace’s tone is ominous, a current of dark humour running beneath the surface, echoing…
Exorcism-themed BDSM threesome; a fantasy of kinky correction
This is hands-down, 100% my favourite kinky game right now.
You said you enjoyed humiliation, forgetting – just for a moment – that you were pouring your heart out to…
Sometimes I’m so busy chasing what I think I want, I miss out on what I really need.