Erotica

Something Other Than This

I'm hurt and torn on the inside.  My heart aches.  I need release.  I need aggression.  I need to hurt on the outside so I don't feel it on the inside.

Pull my hair.  Twist my nipple.  Bite my neck, my tit, my stomach, my thigh, my clit.  Leave a trail of teeth on my body.  Mark your territory.

Don't speak.  Don't soothe.  Take.  Take me. Take what you want.  Your pleasure is my pleasure.

Smack my ass.  Smack my clit.  Wrench my legs apart.  Slam into me.  Show no mercy, give nothing.

Growl, hiss, curse.  No soft words. No small moans.

Make me scream.  Pound my pussy, hit my cervix.  Force yourself further, deeper.

Flip me over.  Bite my neck, my shoulder, my ass.  A matching trail that I will never see, only feel.  I am yours.

Slap my ass until it's red, stinging.  Pull my hips up and back.  Drive into me until your balls slap my ass.  Pull my hair.  Force me back.  Ride me until you come.

Take me. Use me.  Hurt me.

Make me feel something other than this.

About the author

Kayla Lords

I am an erotic author, sex blogger, podcaster, freelance writer, and an opinionated marketer. I'm also a masochistic babygirl submissive with an amazing and sadistic Daddy Dom. Welcome to my kinky corner of the internet!

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