Thursday, June 5, 2014

What I Want

One of the big myths in M/s on line land is that slaves don't want things.  Sure we want things, as much as any other person does.  Above that, I want to be controlled, to know that my wants are in his hands, which means that I don't always get what I feel needy for right at the moment.  But right now I'm feeling particularly needy for him anyway.   

I need to feel his hand in my hair, the back of my neck, my throat, shoving me against the wall, leading me up the stairs.  

I need his shoulder to lean my head on.

I need to feel his eyes looking at me with approval at least, or even better, with lust.

I need to be taken.  I need to hurt. 

I need marks that linger and pains that remind me.  

 

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