I Want

I want to fuck you. Yes, a bold and direct statement certainly. But tonight is for what I want. You offered that. You said, anything. And I want to fuck you. I want you spread and bound. I want to run my nails across your skin and leave marks there that you will feel tomorrow.

I want to use you. I want my pleasure to be the only thing that really matters. Oh, I am fairly certain when all is said and done you will release that pent up need that is deep inside. You will moan and cry out. But not before I have had my fill. Not before I am satiated, not before me.

No, we are not going to do it that way. You said, anything. And look what I brought. Now, now…. shhhhhh… hush now. You are already tied, you can struggle all you want. This is the anything I want. No, don’t look away. Look at me as I get ready to take what I want. And I do so want this. I want to fuck you. I promise you will be safe with me. Yes, that is a good boy. Look here at how it fits so nicely. Yes, look you are excited about the possibility. I knew you would be. And so am I.

Kiss me. That is it. Give me your mouth. Let me taste you. Shhhhhhh, just kiss me. I promise, I will go very, very slowly. Before I am done you will be begging me for what you are afraid of. Yes, your tongue is so sweet there on my lips. I know you want to touch me. I can see you straining at the ropes. But you are just going to have to feel me touching you. Teasing you. Biting you. Licking, sucking, fucking you. No, keep your eyes open, the lights are staying on. You are going to be aware of everything.

Yes, you are a very good boy. And I want to fuck you. May I?