lovely sounds

u explained something 2 me that i didnt understand

u bought me something !!

i just look rlly cute and u want to express that

because i was Good

because i was Bad

im talking 2 much

ive begged u 4 like an hour and ur finally ready 2 indulge me

bc u wanted 2 ???

u feel like seeing me cry & choke a little … or a lot ! uwu

im a dummy and opening my mouth & just taking it is one of the only things i can do pretty well ??,????

I spent a long time wondering what it would be like to be tied up. Years, really. 

In my fantasies, it almost always involved intense, rough sex. I was almost always tied to something - a bed, a table - and I was always, always tied in some way that would leave me “available” for the mystery faceless partner in my daydream. 

And let’s not mince words: I love when DD ties me up in just that way, for just that purpose. Spread eagle on the bed, limbs tied to each of the four corners? Yes please. Rough and intense? Yes please. Tied open, waiting, ready? Yes flippin’ please. 

But this? Legs closed, simple bindings on wrists and ankles, being held firmly but gently?

Heaven. 

Unable to move while DD caresses, touches, kisses me? Lazy, long, snuggles, in which I can’t respond, touch, or even roll over? 

Perfect. 

Warm bed, half dressed, DD whispering against my forehead, while all of my autonomy is removed and I am made entirely helpless? 

I can’t get enough of it. 

Not once that I can recall did I ever fantasize about being bound and then snuggled. It was always bound and then taken, roughly. But bound and cuddled? I’m not sure the notion would have ever even occurred to me. 

But now I crave it. I request it sometimes. I need it. 

I even fantasize about it. 

I need my arms being held down, and I need the spankings, and I need the rough possessive words, and i need the cuff restraints, and I need his hand on the back of my head while he takes my mouth and throat. I feel deeply submissive when DD is rough, demanding, takes what he wants.

But I used to think that “dominating” always equalled “rough” and it turns out it really, really doesn’t. 

To be honest, I think sometimes that I feel most under his control, the most reliant, the most vulnerable, the most helpless, when I am bound in simple rope and cuddled. 

Men read about my beliefs and attitudes and ask me where They can get a female or slave like me.  Guess, what?  You can’t.

i am not a ready-made commodity You can pick off a shelf at Kmart or Wallmart.  i am someone who evolved over time.  To get a slave like me, You need to find someone like who i was 10 years ago and be willing to put in the time and energy to help her evolve into someone like me, or someone not like me, as suits You.

i did not start out here, i ended up here.  And the well kept secret is, 9 out of 10 submissives, deep down want to end up here as well.  They want to be able to say ‘yes’ to everything You ask because they have come to know and trust You that deeply.  They want to lay on the floor at Your feet, with Your foot on their neck and just surrender to melting into the floor and being.  They want to be all of everything to You, in every way You could ever want and more.

But that is not how they will turn up to meet You.  Even i don’t turn up to meet someone that way.  They will hold it back, keep it hidden because they need to trust You first.

As for someone like me, i have fought personal battles.  i have been through hell and back and brought a truck load of crap with me.  i have scars You cannot see and more hidden mines than a rice field in Vietnam.  

For me to kneel at someone’s feet, i need to know You are stronger than i am, because i’ve carried that crap around a long time, i’m very strong myself.  i’ve worked through some, am working through some and am yet to discover what some of it might be.  i need to know You can handle whatever i can throw at You because i don’t know what i have to throw.  i need to be able to open my bag of crap for You to see inside and know You won’t look at me horrified and run away.  i need to know You can handle it.

A female is not vulnerable when she lies naked.  She is not vulnerable when she is lies tied and naked.  A female is vulnerable when she opens that bag of crap and lets You look inside.

Can You handle all that?  Can You look in my bag and not shudder?  Can You not only accept i have that bag, but take it from me and still find me acceptable?