Beat me 

Push me up against the wall and wrap your hand around my throat. 

Grab my face in your hand and kiss me as if I was last drink of water on earth. 

Pull your hand back and slap me till my eyes water and your dick leaks. 

Push me down to my knees and force your hard cock down my throat, using these pretty lips for your pleasure while you bang the back of my head against the wall. 

Force me to swallow all of you as you grab my hair and pull me with enough force to me back up and over like a whore. 

I want to feel your hand, your belt, and the dragon’s tail beating me into your submission, I need to be reminded where my place is.

Force your cock in my wet pussy as you force our toy in my ass, shoving me into subspace and not letting go until I am screaming for you to fuck me harder. 

Feel my cum and blood trickle down my thighs as you pound harder and harder into me. Marking me as your slut as you rape my sweet ass. I need you. 

Slam one last time into me as you coat my walls with your cum and bite my neck as your marked tramp. 

Slowly pull out of me and lay me down on my belly as you clean us up and tell me what a good little whore I am for you Maestre. 

Hold me close and and listen to this heart that loves you. Tell me to cry and don’t let go until I do. 

Bring down the whip and open my soul. Wrap me in strong loving arms and hold me while I rebuild this foundation stronger that it was last time. 

Hold me and whisper those words I crave to hear in my ears. 

Bring me to life with your whip make me celebrate this life with your words. 

Tamed

Did you know that that gorgeous submissive with the sweet little side that is begging to give herself to you really is like a wild wild horse? 

Not that she needs to be broken and tamed, although this submissive does crave that, no you see- she needs to know where the fences are, where the valleys are, where they can run wild and still feel safe.

Just watch her when you touch her, see that spark that starts in her eyes
and before long you can feel it radiating through out her whole body.

When you bend down to bite her neck and tell her that no matter what she does or what she craves- she is yours. 

You take pleasure in watching what happens to her eyes. How they gloss over and slide shut when she is hitting that moment of pleasure where you can ask anything of her and she will do it with extreme passion.

Have you ever seen a horse that feels secure run? The way they know that they can go as far as they want and yet they can be safe. How free they feel when they know they can be held back from going too far and losing control while running wild and they know that there is a stronger force that is watching over them?

That is what your sweet submissive is showing you when you see her eyes roll shut and then she looks at you like you are the angel among high. She is starting her run and she knows that you will be there to guide her as she lets her wild nature take over.

She also trusts that you are going to be there to hold her as you walk her through her cool down/come down. She knows that you are going to be there to giggle with her little side when it comes out and takes over wanting to be a special treat.

Do you every wonder why a well trained horse can go from a wild running mare into the best trained ride you have ever had? Why that pretty submissive can go from a giggling silly girl to the hard fucking tramp that you love to fuck?

It is because they know where the rules are when they don’t need them and that  those rules won’t change when they do.

They know that their owner is proud of them and, while he may not always say it, he shows it and he expects them to do as he says without having to say it twice.

Show them that there are expectations and they will both do whatever they can to meet them, but treat them like just another horse in the field of many – that their need to understand why isn’t valid and they will start to wonder if they are valid, even if they know that they are. They just want to have that connection with you while in your strong arms to reconnect with their inner side as well.

That is  when the tame side of a horse and the child like side of the little you love begging you to wait, begging you to let them hold on to you just a little longer until that storm inside of them passes and then they look at you, smile at you, and you know they get it- they see the fences and they are home.

 Words

“my bitch”- I had no idea how hot those words were till you whispered them in my ear, your hand around my throat, your cock deep in my sweet ass.

“my whore”- I did not know these words would make me scream in delight until I heard them while you pounded your hard cock deep inside my wet pussy.

“my cunt”- I didn’t know I would crave such words until you shovedyour rock solid cock deep down my tight throat.

” Mine!”  words to end all words said when you cover my pretty face with your cum, marking me as yours. 

“I love you too, Maestre “- words quietly shouted while being wrapped in your
strong arms and held till I come back to earth. 

3

Funny how life changes isn’t it? 

As I lay in this bed I can’t help but think about last night and how I wish I had been in a different bed. 

Went over to see my Daddy and his lady, a month ago this would have been a dream come true. We had dinner and watched a movie.

 She and I tucked him into bed and all three cuddled up together. It was such a pretty picture, I am sure. She with short brown hair laying in black panties and I with longer darker hair laying there in white – most men’s wet dream for sure. 

As they kissed, I curled closer to his side and ran my nails down his chest to thigh and then back up to stroke his balls. She worked her way down his chest to slide his soft cock into her mouth and he threw his head back in pleasure. 

This man has a very hard time cumming, but when I ran my nail down under his balls to press hard against the bottom of them, he started moaning and rising up to fuck her mouth. In my mind D, I was somewhere else, with someone else, I was the one going to church to worship the cock I crave. 

I sucked his nipple matching  her movements as she sucked his cock and then leaned up to his ear to talk to him. I love words, words have power and when they are said with the right tone, the the right amount of passion, they can set the mind on fire with pleasure. 

I told him how fucking hot it was to watch that fucking slut suck his cock like a starving greedy whore. 

Told him I wanted to watch him fuck that sweet mouth like a he would a tight wet cunt so I could lick every drop of his hot cum out of it.

 As I described how I would slide my wicked little tongue in the folds of her sweet cunt to hear her scream as I licked and sucked all of his cum out of her fucking pussy,  he let out a groan that quickly became a scream and he flooded her mouth with gush after gush of hot cum. 

I wish she would have shared his cum with me, but maybe that is what I needed to see to know that I truly did belong somewhere else. 

They are a couple and I was a toy, not that that is a bad thing to be but I want to be more. I am more. 

So in the famous words from Buffy, where do we go from here? I know for me, I know where I belong now and who I want to belong to. 

I don’t know if I am meant to be a mono part in this poly relationship or if someday I will join our handsome man in being fully poly, but right now- I just want to be pleasing him. 


Cravings

I am right here craving you

. Oh god how I would love to be in that bed while you watched TV until you told me to come out and greet you properly when I awake. 

 Crawling up to rest my head on your thighs while you run your fingers through my hair until you pull it tight in your grasp and guide my head to your hard cock so that I may worship it until you come deep down my throat and coat my face with the last few shots of your sweet cum. 

I crave looking up at you with these sparkling brown eyes and smile at you Maestre. 

I want to kneel there until you tell me to get my ass into the bathroom, now. Standing, you reach out and grab me by the throat – ‘Mine” you growl as you walk me into the shower and put me down  to my knees once again. 

This time it wasn’t your cum hitting me but your piss. Hot, fresh, branding piss marking my body as your toy.   Marking me as Yours.