'I might be horny, but I also have a lot of feelings.' -- Hypnosis nerd, delightfully messy switches with @CassildaSong, switch, lesbian. She/her. NSFW.
Worshiping your Dom's hands. Kissing them. Massaging them. Giving the utmost care to the hands that can give and take from you. The hands that make you bleed. The hands that hold you close. The hands that control you. The hands that treat your wounds. They must be worshiped.
To be their stress relief. To listen to them intently as they talk about their day. Hanging on to every word as more pages are added to the holy book of their life. To offer yourself as a distraction. To serve and worship them, be their punching bag, their body pillow.
Entirely, but not directly, relatedly, I am on my "absolutely not doing pick-up with anyone from the left hand side of the slash" era, again.
Everyone who hasn't been topped by me before misses out for a bit, sorry not sorry ;-)
I am a tease, not a brat, this is a very important distinction. I will gladly tease my future dominant as much as I'm allowed to do so, but the moment they give me an order? I follow it without hesitation. It's my purpose to do so, after all.
Being addicted to your Domme is amazing, yes, but also your Domme being addicted to you. Watching as she fights to remain in control of herself. As she can't seem to keep her hands off of you. As her demeanor shifts when she decides it's time to reduce you to thoughtless prey.
I woke up in the middle of the night in a very particular, very switchy, mood...
Post here (remember I have a Tumblr!): https://t.co/Qb0MKeRV6D
"That woman curled up, gently whimpering, in another woman's lap is so cute, isn't she?"
"Mine," she growls, tugging me close.
"No," the other pouts, "she's mine!" and I'm yanked back the other way.
The two women glare over the top of my head, possessive grips pulling on my wrist, my waist, my hair.
Even through the pain, I'm smiling. It's good to be wanted badly.