A place to share another part of me.

The Truest Marks of a Dominant

The things you say and the way you say them… there’s a dark subtlety; an intellectual elegance. The pointed questions… they linger… they saturate…. They haunt me in my solitude and unlock something ancient and primal in me.

I want you to look at me, read me, see me, touch me, taste me. I want you to need me; to feel me when I am not there. I want your mind to wander to our meeting… our merging… converging…. To the flirtation, the erotic tension, the dance of our seduction.

I want to hear your voice, to let it fill my ears, and to drown in the velvet tones of your command. I want to be taken apart; dismantled. Not to be broken, but to be dissected… to be studied; understood; obsessed over.

I want to succumb to your prowess; to let down my guard and to let you inside my mind…. To feel you pierce me layer by layer; entering… infiltrating my thoughts; my psyche. Then, you will be with me in the silence.

When the doubts surface, as they often do, I want to hear you inside me, correcting me, guiding me, leading me, reminding me of who I am; to whom I truly belong.

And when I am alone in my bath; in my car; in the woods, I want to feel your energy invading mine… arousing me… igniting me.

The space, the time, the matter, the physics… it all becomes irrelevant once we’ve come inside each other’s minds. That’s real connection; that’s the deepest penetration; that is how you leave the most lasting marks.

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