How many nights do I have to spend praying on my knees in order to be allowed to ask you to pump your blessings into me?
not a single one. your devotion is already written in the way your body trembles for me. the reason you kneel is because you know your true place: here, at my feet, ready to receive everything I wish to give you.
once you accept me into your heart, your body is mine to mold, to use, to fill however i see fit. in return you'll take it all in gratitude. to be acknowledged by your lord is a blessing in of itself, of course youll take it all in gratitude. as you feel every inch stretching you open, claiming you β until you're dripping, overflowing with my blessing. a reminder of who you belong to.
and once im done, youll be transformed. I will linger in your veins, my will etched into your thoughts. youll crave this feeling again, the fullness, the surrender, the absolute certainty of being mine.












