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Open Letter to My Lovers

There is no reason to be afraid of me. I am a deep emotional lover, it is true. I will love you in my way, and you will love me back in yours, but I will not get obsessive or jealous or needy. I will not make demands or give you ultimatums. I will only take what you freely offer me. But I do have needs that must be met, and they are non negotiable. 

I want you to dominate me. I want to be adored and devoured. I want your eyes on my ass as it vibrates like that Jello in Jurassic Park beneath your firm spanks. I want to hear you suffocate in the crevice as you lick it like ice cream. I want my pussy kissed and eaten and fingered until I am a dripping caramel mess. Then you get over me and put in that sweet dick, slowly, slowly, until I am begging for the whole thing. 

I want to worship you and know you are worthy because you have pleased me singularly and unequivocally. I want to take that dick in my throat thinking of only your pleasure, because mine has been so devoted to. After you have taken care of me, it is my joy and honor to bend to your will. Place me as you like, I long to be your plaything.

All fours is my most natural and beautiful position, and you should put me in it often. I should be petted like a prize winning horse. Are not my haunches strong and enduring? Look how my back dips in the center. You see, I can put my ribcage all the way down to the mattress while my ass stays up high? See how I pose for you? How pliable you make me? I must be tamed like a wild dog. Make yourself my master and there is nothing I will not do for you. I will beg, I will heel, I will bow down to your slightest command. Just give me that bone.

Sometimes I will get out of line, and I will need you to set me straight. Sometimes I will be a foul mouthed whore who has to be taught a lesson. Tell me to act right and shush me. Call me a little brat. Spank me till I turn red. Bind me, gag me. Let me know who is boss, cause, baby, I want it to be you.

Sometimes I need to be adored. Worshipped from the nipples on down. Sometimes I need to be caressed and sit on your lap like a child. I’ll put my head on your chest and you will stroke my hair and tell me I am worthy and good. Call me baby girl and hold me close. Let me feel safe and cared for and special.

And other times, I need to be alone. To be in my bed unencumbered. I need to roll around in my nakedness. Be primal. You see, I can carry your energy for days after we are together. I will feel you on me when you are gone. You simply move on with your life, but I have you inside of me still. You cling on me like film from the inside out, and it takes time to get back to myself.

I need to feel like you want to see me. The moment it becomes a chore, I am out. You should be excited to tap this and hurrying to get here. Don’t do me any favors though, cause I don't need them. I have plenty waiting their turn, so if you can’t deliver, we can just call it a day. Nothing is worse than having the energy of someone who is holding back clinging to you for days.

I want it to be a fun free sexual adventure. I want to you to think of ways to fuck me at work and in traffic. I want to be the respite from the real world and all it carries. Let’s soothe each other and make life bearable. We don’t need to be in a traditional arrangement. We don’t even have to be monogamous, But I gotta feel like you are racing to get to me. To bend me over. To call me baby. To obliterate me with that dick. Amen.