Glutton for punishment.
I want you to tie me down for as long as you can stand it. Hours. Days.
I want you to edge me until I’m crying and begging.
I want you to gag me and then keep going.
I want you to take my senses from me one at a time.
I want you to replace them with whatever rare stimulus you desire.
The taste of your toes
Sights, sounds, touch, scent and tastes of your choosing
Moaning and orgasming.
Teasing and arousing me.
The sting of the crop.
Laughing at my predicament.
Your voice ringing in my ears.
Teasing me. Arousing me. Hypnotising me.
I want you to take away my will to resist you.
I want you to edge me until I agree to anything you say.
I want you to torture me until I’m begging you to lock me away.
I want you to lock me away until I beg you to torture me.
I want you to push my limits when I’m desperate.
I want you to train my ass against my will.
I want you to lock my cock up until I’m making terrible bargains just for an erection.
I want you to intoxicate me while I’m intoxicated by you.
I want you to invade my mind and body and fill it with you.
I want you to make me take sick days, weekends, and birthdays to be tied up by you.
I want to play games of chance to earn my freedom.
I want you to use weighted dice. 😉 Don’t tell me of course.
I want to watch you have countless orgasms, while I count my edges to earn one.
I want you to be fair and just, yet cruel in your judgement.
I want you to keep tormenting me until I’m trying to physically escape.
Then I want you to tighten the ropes.
And keep edging.