the-romantic-dominant:

It’s the Slave in You

When that submissive girl inside you comes out to play, there is very little I can do to contain my inner counterpart. 

I try, but it’s that desire to be owned I see in you that crushes any willpower I thought I had to be anything but your Daddy.

The smile is what kills me. The excitement in your eyes, to be taken, when I am so far in the opposite direction myself. 

You crawl over to me, bend over, and you ask for some bruises. You do so in a way that makes know you need it, not want it. A paradox becomes of me, as I know I’d never ask the same for myself, so to see this need in you drives me fucking crazy inside.

Little angel wants to be a broken down and she is asking me with every single way she can to do it to her. 

So I do.

I have to. 

I pull you close and I slap your pussy and grab it like I mean it. I bend you over and make you red as a rose, knowing full well you will remember me every time you sit down in the days to come.

Each time you shower, after you dry off, you’ll get wet again between your legs remembering I made you smile, cry, but above all feel completely and totally vulnerable and open with me.

You are at home. You found your space. You need some care now.

I am blessed to just lead you.

Lost in Our Truths

theotherpoems:

“I would never do this for another man.” you tell me. 
“And I would never do this with another woman.” I reply. 

You seem surprised as my hand slides down your perfect flesh. 
and so I clarify. 

“No other woman is worth the effort.” I say. 
“and no other woman has ever hungered for me as you do.”

I caress your thigh, trembling. I feel your heat. 
Your wetness betrays you. 

I lift the whip and strike. The mark is red and swollen. 
You cry out, more in passion than pain, as I strike again, 

both of us, 
lost in our truths. 

art-of-domination:

This isn’t going to be a blowjob.  Nope.  Not tonight.  I don’t want your sweet caresses or your teasing.  No need for you to circle the tip and lick my shaft up and down.  You don’t have to lick my balls or slather me in your saliva.  That’s not going to be necessary.

I’m just going to hold your fucking head tightly and tell you to keep that mouth open while I fuck the living shit out of your mouth.  Thrust back and forth and enjoy the sweet gurgling and gagging sounds you’re going to make until my hot cum shoots down your throat.  That’s all.  Nice and simple.