All for Her

“Love is a sacrament that should be taken kneeling”

Here’s the rest of the quote. It’s from De Profundis:

With friends

To have a group of male best friends who I genuinely love and see as pals

We hang out normally all the time

But if one of them gets a little horny

Or if they need to take their anger out

They come into my house unannounced and fuck me senseless

We have cute video game and pizza dates as a friend group, but they slip something into my drink, and I wake up to them acting casual as if nothing happened and a dull ache between my legs

They always let me hit the blunt as much as i want because they know when I get high I basically become a sex servant

I want to be sat on the couch with all of them and one of them announces that he’s taking me to another room to fuck me, and no one bats an eye

They’re protective over me like brothers because my pussy belongs to them

I send them pictures of every outfit I wear incase one of them wants to use me in it

"Well, you could always call me 'Your Majesty'." I said.

As a Joke.

Because in addition to looking and sounding like an older Yosemitie Sam, he took me Extremely Seriously and addressed me as "Your Majesty" for the rest of the summer. Which was hysterical because it was things like "Your Majesty? Where is the fungicide?" and *gestures at me* "You'll have to as Their Majesty about the tomatoes." He also would call every single person he could not immediately identify the gender of "Your Majesty" and also everyone that had neon hair.

And then i feel hands on me - Master's hands pushing my arms up as He kisses me forcefully in the way that makes me melt.

"Don't move," He whispers. Down, down His mouth goes...and i hold back whimpers and moans as He pushes my legs apart, His mouth and fingers playing with my cunt.

i let out little whimpers, and my legs shake. Desire and pleasure take over my body, and waves of ecstasy crash over and over, higher and higher, until i can't control my voice anymore and i moan as i come.

Master pulls away, then gets close to my face. "you loved that, didn't you, slut?"

"Uh - huh..." my voice is quavers, high - pitched. i love being His slut, His plaything.

"Turn over," He commands and i obey. i feel the comfort of His cock inside me, the overwhelming pleasure of His cock ramming inside over and over. i moan over and over into the mattress, trying to keep my voice down, but that only works so much...

Right after He comes, i do so for the second time, loudly moaning into the mattress, my cunt clenching around His cock...

As we cuddle, Master strokes my taut, pregnant belly, and says, "You're such a good whore."

"Uh - huh..." my voice is sleepy, hazy.

"Say it," He says, pulling me close around my belly. "Say the words."

- that need a lil extra hip support when they’re getting fucked.

- that press their inhaler into their dom’s hand before they swallow them down.

- that have aftercare plans including getting their blood glucose levels checked.

- who live with chronic pain but still beg to be slapped around.

- who wear headphones not for the deprevation but to prevent sensory overstimulation.

- who can’t be penetrated but still are a perfect toy.

youll stay quiet like a good pet and spread your legs, showing me how wet and needy you are. "aw, a pretty pet for me, hm? come here. all fours." ill say to you, pleased at the confused expression on your face.

i wanna blush when my partner affectionately calls me their cocksleeve, fleshlight, etc even to their friends. that im just so good at being their little cocksleeve, isnt that right baby? and i nod, flushed, already getting wet from the embarrassment and desire to be impaled on cock again.

i wanna be given a rule that i have to edge my pussy often to make sure im always wet and ready cuz i’ll never know when they decide they want my cunt. i wanna only be allowed to go out in dresses or skirts, wanna be beckoned over mid conversation no matter where we are and know what they expect from me. i just get up blushing and come over, pushing my panties aside and sinking onto cock. while they continue to chat with friends, keeping me on their lap with my face buried in their shoulder, pliant and serving my purpose.

i want my cunt to be so used to warming cock that its all i think about, that i ache for it, that i feel complete when im nestled on their lap and stuffed with cock. it doesnt matter what i was doing or saying, i wanna be so conditioned that when my partner gives me their signal and beckons me over, all my thoughts leak out my pussy and i crawl over, happy to be a warm hole to sheath their cock. im so used to it and addicted to it, love being reduced to a trembling lap doll, getting spanked and pinched and shushed if i whimper when they shift.

And then I'll break your mind. I'll break your mind by simply stopping.

I'll stop. I'll stop fucking you. I'll stop hitting you. I'll stop pulling your hair and manhandling you. I'll stop forcing myself in you as you sleep. I'll stop pushing you against the wall and pinning your arms behind your back. I'll stop marking your body.

I'll stop till you beg me. Till tears stream down your face as you show me just how wet you are. Just how needy you are. As you grind against my legs because I won't let you sit on my lap.