Sep 052008



Clothes ripped from my body.

Pushed to my knees to wait.

Under your spell again.
I can’t say no to you.

Rope deftly wrapped around my chest, my shoulders, back to my arms. Binding my breasts to high, taut sensitive pieces of flesh. Binding my wrists behind my back. The final tail of rope wraps around the center knot between my breasts and acts as my leash.

Voice like quiet thunder. Words that make me blush. Words that make me wet. Words that make me throb.

Shouldn’t let you torture me so sweetly…

…Shouldn’t let you conquer me completely.

Submission washing over me like rain. I feel it, I breathe it, I taste it. An almost-tangible sensation is washing over me…like a combination of the moment just before tears, the moment just after orgasm and the deep ache of needy lust.

Painpleasurepainpleasure. They melt as one, but yet sharp contrast.

You use me as yours, I am your toy and your slut. I am fighting the battle between riding the wave of this dream this fantasy this real pleasure, and the need and urge to be ever-vigilant to your whims and orders. I cannot tell if you truly know …..

This need, want, lust…it feels like a balloon. You keep expanding it, until I fear I will burst. I am overflowing with words, I need touch. Reality. Soon.

So take care what you ask of me,
cause I can’t say no.

  8 Responses to “Please please please let me get what I want”

  1. Oh my, how I would love to give you what you want! I don’t which is hotter, your pictures or your words!

    Oh yes I do know which is hotter. Whichever I’m with at the moment.

  2. Seriously, are you trying to win “best commenter” contest? ;)

    Not sure which is making me flushed more right now……you, or the orgasm I’m still coming down from as of 15 minutes ago.

  3. I close my eyes and can almost see you tied up in that rope, the visuals you put forth are amazing.

  4. I like the reference to the Smiths’ song in the title. :-) Guessing we’re of similar age.

    Very hot, but then I find your writing hot.

  5. Excellent description…
    that ust hot
    a lucky guy will get to have you that way.

  6. thats* Just* hot

    WTF, I got to excited to type the whole words I reckon!

  7. Cunning…Why do I have this feeling that your perfect woman is 3 feet high and toothless? ;)
    A big wet thunderstorm? Yes I certainly hope so. But a dream? It better not be just a dream.

    Nadia, thank you dear. :)

    And I rattled Sage?!? Wow, howzabout that! You ‘reckon’? *grins* heh heh hehhh…Oh I love me some Southern boy now and then.
    He is lucky. I hope he feels that he is, too.

    Devil – that’s what I’m aiming for. Thank you, humbly, kind sir.

  8. These words speak to me… I understand them completely because they mimic my own.

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