My inner animal finally made a reappearance. I'll admit, I've been so focused on the rest of my life that I'd nearly pushed it all the way to the back.
Then it just... showed up again. My slave was happy to say the least. We've yet to go more than two or three days without sex in the four years we've been together, even at the worst of times. But then it was back. I threw her over my shoulder. Told her I needed her. Collared her. Then relinquished all self-control. I marked her with bites and bruises, scratches and scrapes. I used her over and over and over again. I filled her womb four times over the span of an uninterrupted three hour fuck-fest, and even then, I wanted more. I had more to give. I truly am insatiable, but she's never minded. I craved her craving of my cock. The way she arches her hips that extra bit when she truly sinks into being bred by her Master. The gasps of given pleasure. The moans of her found meaning. I lost all control. I ravaged her. Every hole. Every way. Every dignity. Every ounce of her.
Taken. I wanted it all. Everything. I wanted it to be mine.
I defiled and debased her as much as an animal is lovingly capable of. She begged for more, sobbing "Thank you.." into the mattress as I savagely claimed every square inch of her. To see her be so grateful for the opportunity to pleasure her Master filled me with great satisfaction. Her happiness means so much to me. She deserves to feel whole. We hadn't been this close in what felt like so long. She said nothing at first, resting her head on my chest once I had finally stopped. Then she told me that she loved me. She loved me so much. I told her I loved her as I caressed her beautiful, flowing hair. She's so strong, and was so patient over the weeks that I had been building the extremities of our rapidly expanding lives. It felt good to let go. Clearly, for both of us. And I'll admit, I was happy to have shaken the shell of my modest existence these past weeks.
Now it's time to get back to work, and the extra edge I've reclaimed will ease the process. There's more that I want from this world. It's taken years to build, but it's right at my fingertips. I'm so close. I won't miss. I won't fail. I will have the things that I want.
To those who stumble across my blog, I appreciate you taking part. I've never shared so openly, and I'll admit, I feels good. I hope that you too get exactly what it is that you want. I hope it completes you. I hope you find happiness.
