Have you ever sent someone a dirty text/picture?
I mean... who hasn’t? Let’s be real, if you had a hot little moment and a phone in your hand, it was bound to happen sooner or later!
I definitely have. In my twenties, I was a little wild, a little adventurous (okay, a lot), and not even slightly shy about taking a few nudes, some very artful erotic photos, or even, going live on webcam. Being told what to do, how to do it, when to do it. Let's just say it was an experience. And honestly? I don't regret a single minute of it. Those moments were part of how I learned about myself, my needs, and my deep hunger to surrender.
Fast forward to now? The only ones who get anything even remotely sexual from me are my Masters, Calvin and Damon. They own every side of me, heart, body, and soul. Every sensual picture, every teasing glimpse, belongs to them alone now. I think there’s one lonely little booty pic still tucked away in my photo album (and honestly, it is a relic at this point), but showing off to anyone else? Mmm, not a chance.
These days, my pleasure comes from being Theirs, only Theirs. My body isn’t for the world anymore. It is for them to adore, to command, to claim. And that feels so much hotter than sending a random photo ever did.