Most days I can put on the happy face. Show the world the happy go lucky facade that everyone is used to but in the dark of the night there are truths and needs that cannot be denied.
In the dark of the night my mind conjures images. Thoughts of a strong, gentle, uncompromising man binding my naked body to the bed. His hands wandering my body as he tells me all the things he wants to do to me. His words sending chills down my spine as he chooses which toys/devices he wants to use. He begins the scene with gentleness but as I squirm he tells me I can’t have what I need until I cum for him. He won’t give me what I crave until I beg…..until my juices run down my thighs and my body trembles in need. Only then will he fuck me hard and fast. Only then will he coat me with his seed. Only then will he own me. And once the scene is over and he holds me tight…..only then will sleep come in the dark of the night.