“I want you to tie me up so badly, to bind my wrists and ankles wide until there’s nothing I can do but spread for you; can’t touch, can’t move, can’t think. All I want is to feel, your hands on me, the places your teeth sink into my neck, marking me so everyone knows you’re the only one who can do this to me, who’s allowed to take my power.
I want you to take what you want from, to tease me, kiss my thighs and breasts and lips until I’m writhing for you, struggling against the leather and ropes for your touch.
Kiss me until I can’t breathe, until my hips are pumping and you’re pulling just out of reach. Bite at my neck, claw at my back, make me feel it, feel you, until you’re all there is in the world. Tease my clit, deny me where I need you most. Tell me how wet I am for you, what a good girl I am.
When my screams get too loud, gag me, keep my noises inside because they’re just for you, and now I’m so loud the neighbors can hear. Whisper to me all you want to do to me, but don’t touch, not until I’m almost crying for it, until the tears spill over. Then, take whatever toy you choose, turn it as high as you can, and press it to my clit, harder and harder, keep pushing even when I scream through the gag and thrash against the ropes. Push it in until I come and come and come, until I collapse against the bed whimpering at the stimulation. Then, one more time, shove it into me where I’m wet and slick for you, watch as I clench and cry out, and come one more time, and fall back, unconscious from it all.”