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IndulgentDesires
2021-01-25T16:50:57+00:00


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Isoellen
2021-01-25T12:41:07+00:00

The Ways He Owns Me


With words, an elegant, luminous, filthy words captivating my deepest being. A resonance of prose and creating that releases pounding, into a literature of fucking, filling, taking. His words are a vitiating poetry destroying all my inhibition.


With his voice


A sound that keys my hidden sensual, unlocking secrets, truths and personal. Taking me to my knees. Plunging into my heart and mind, a leading, proficiency of stone-on stone-gravel whispering deep of all my hidden pink.


With his hand


His hand on my face, my cheek, my neck. His large palm cradling me soft then turning fierce and glowingly brutal. Fisting my hair, gripping my neck, taking me into trust, owning every breath I take.


With his lips


His lips, full of promises fulfilled, lips that caress, that drink, that sip greedy of my skin and sin. His lips that seek out all my tender, and teeth that make me want to bend and grovel into deep, willing surrender.


With his scent


His smell, that presence, that power. The spicy raw that invades my senses, sinking deep into permanent memory. A scent that makes me need, ache and crave, even when he is gone, separate, far away from me.


With his body


His size, so much bigger, stronger, braver. Weight that covers, pushes, thrusts. A body, I can lay on, climb inside. A rib cage safe behind his heart where I can hide. He is all-encompassing weight, pinning me down, protecting me.


With his hands


His hands masculine. Hands as big as my head, that hold my waist, that push my legs high, and demand my yielding grace. Hands that circle my wrist, my ankle, my thigh. Hands that carve me, shape me, own me fucking beautiful.


With his cock


His hard, stern masculine. That part of him that fits deep into every hole and hand I have. The sleek skin, created for tasting, riding, remaking. His cock is an addiction. A beast that makes me craven, begging-needing


With his attention


He owns me hard and relentless. I am caught and captivated, by every minute given. His attention enslaves me, trains me, makes me willing to give everything I have up to his needing. It burns scalding over my soul.


And all my giving, my needing, my desire, for all his parts, his dark, his time, his hours. It is my everything I yield up to him, and it is my everything that ties firm him to the leash he holds in his hand.



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