Sunday, October 12, 2014

An Open Letter to Master

This is an adult blog, containing frank and detailed descriptions of sexual situations and BDSM themes. Some things are drawn from real life, and some are spun from my imagination. Read at your own risk.


An open letter to Master:

You know, sir, that it is my deep desire to serve you, to please you when I serve and to grow into the sub you want and desire me to be. I am aware that the tasks you've set for me, whether I find them pleasant or not, are designed to further my own admitted goals to serve as you wish.  I do not always fulfill them perfectly, and I struggle more with some than with others. But the goal, I believe, is to shape me into a more compliant, more willing, more joyful submissive.

Having said that - I do have personal preferences, and certain ways you use me are more enjoyable for me than others. And were it up to me (acknowledging, of course, that it is not), I would prefer to be used in these more pleasurable ways.

Some of the things I enjoy most - since you asked how I would want Master to use his property - include being blindfolded and bound to the bed, so I can't see what's happening. I like being tied down so I can merely twist and writhe, but can't really move too much. I like it when you use ice cubes, both allowing them to melt & chill my skin, & when you stuff a few of them inside me, letting them melt into pools of cold water beneath me. I enjoy it when you drip hot wax on me, in dribbles & dabs & swirls, coating me as much as possible.

I like it when you bury your face in my pussy (which is your property, obviously, but for the sake of clarity I say "mine," here) & allow me to cum over your tongue. I can feel your fingers digging into my legs, keeping me as still as possible, & my hips try to buck up into your mouth of their own accord. I like it sometimes when you finger-fuck me while telling me not to cum, to hold off until you say .... it's a fine line between pleasure & pain, that denial of release, & sometimes despite my best efforts I can't hang on, & you know this.

I like being allowed to suck your cock, to pull you into my mouth & run my tongue along your shaft, feeling it fill & thicken until it's too much for me to take. I like that even though I gag, you don't get upset, but merely encourage me to keep trying. I like knowing how much you enjoy fucking my ass, also. It's not my favorite position, as I'm sure you're aware, but you take care to make sure I'm ready, & then when it all clicks, I feel your pleasure in your movements, & that's good for me, too.

I like it, sir, when you cup my breast in your hand & pinch the nipple between your fingers. I like it when you bite me, leaving bruises on your property for me to see & admire for several days. I find I don't even mind it when you slap my breast hard enough to leave the marks of your fingers imprinted on the tender flesh. I like it when you tell me I'm a good girl, & you call me your whore. I like being allowed to sit at your feet & lean against your knee. I like it when you run your fingers through my hair & call me "pet."