HE OWNS YOU
When you cleave to him
and moan in your sleep,
you are his pet
When you kneel between his legs
eagerly accepting the band around your throat,
you are his slave
When you squirm wetly across his lap,
your ass & tits red & aching with intimacy,
you are his cunt
When you rub yourself all over him
leaving liquid passion in your trail,
you are his slut
When you devour him deeply, choking on him,
pushing desperatly to please him more & better,
you are his whore
When cumming so hard brings tears and you’re lost
riding his fingers for yet another screaming climax,
you are his bitch
When you surrender to his strength, his power,
when the air is crushed from you with his weight,
your wrists bound, you are his prey
When you stand still, quivering, silent,
obediently awaiting his ‘nod’ to be used,
you are his female
And still…
When you melt into his arms as they wrap you close
and lean your head against his chest and whisper
‘there is nothing you cannot do to me, take what you wish…
I am nothing but yours’…he knows a peace only you can bring.
At that moment,
you own him.
(Source: akadoe, via sin-rinse-repeat)
When you cleave to him and moan in your sleep, you are his pet When you kneel between his legs eagerly accepting the...