"Listen to me." Thwack.
"Hold still." Drip.
"No talking. No noises." Buzz.
"Don't cream y--aw, you were disobedient. You were supposed to wait-," smack; "for-," smack; "my command." Two whacks.
Rope suspension.
Waiting...waiting...the anticipation building...
I am blindfolded.
Will it be wax? An egg? A padd-
The alarm goes off.
Anxiety
Need to escape
Bondage is my release
But how do I escape my stress
When I married it?
When I work in it?
I can't just walk away.
Honey,
I need that pain.
Let's release our worries together.
You say you want to be my master, love.
Then do it.
If only you'd stop being scared.
I don't break
I give consent
My sexuality is a little bent.
Squeezing my neck gently was not 'extreme.'
Did you not see, hear, feel my response?
My encouragement?
If only you'd control me more.
If only you'd understand I'm not an 'occasional' act.
If only you'd take over when I arrange the crop, rope, cuffs, mask, blindfolds, candles
If only you'd listen.
He wrapped his hands around my neck.
My heart beat faster
Clenched tighter
Moaned louder
On my way to the real O.
He let go.
"I don't like this. But I can tell you do!"
Yes. I DO.
More, PLEASE.
A lot more.
A little more.
Come down the dark path, my love.
Be my Lord.
"What do you want from me, Baby?"
"A Nap
A Backrub
A Good, Hard,
Spanking,
Binding,
Tied-Down,
Exhausting,
Wax-Dripping,
Dominating
Session From My Husband!"
"How about a "good as I can give it...." lay?"
"I can wait until you're less tired, hubby."
I ache
I hurt so bad
In my core,
In my heart.
I'm not a "thing"
Or just "your" girl with "kinks."
I'm a submissive with a bratty bent,
Waiting for you to understand my needs.
Be my Master, husband, like you promised.
You don't want to share,
You don't want me miserable.
Something. Must. Give.
I ache
I might break.
Valentine's Day
So vanilla
Plush narwhal
Large ❤ full of chocolates
Flowers
Sweet card
I love yous
Casino date.
I love you, it's true
The sweet things I appreciate deeply.
Best relationship EVER had.
But I long for
The hard
The pain
The control
True release
Just tie me down for tonight,
I say.
I'm begging
Just give me that sweet release
From bondage
That spank
That wax
Your control is what gets my motor running
I loved myself today
Blinds open
Music
Fresh shower
Mango and pomegranate scents
Door ajar
Waiting to be caught
And punished.
A kiss
A promise.
Blinds got closed.
I waited.
Only half-fulfilled.
"Rough day at work?"
"Yes."
"Let me take care of you.
I will
Tie you down
Stoke the fires
Make you cry out from that needed pleasure/pain.
I will control you, master you, force you
Make you rain.
Let me find the chain..."
I am startled back into work mode, my name is called, again.
I come home, Resident Evil 2 playing.
"Rough day at work?"
"Yes."
"I love you. Mwah. Take a nap, I can snack until you're ready."
"Baby, will you tie me down?"
I get a hug, a kiss, and a frown.
"You just need to lie down."
Rough day at work. Being highly attuned to others' needs puts me in their shoes. What they feel, I feel. I've been called an empath by many. I care for a population that may exhibit signs of crisis, and I need to be able to come home and release those feelings I pick up, usually in bondage. I needed ropes and cuffs today...wasn't obliged.
Salivating for the spanking
Thirsty for deep thrusts
Hungry for hot wax
In this cold snap
Outside feels warmer than my bed.