Ache

Longing fills my body, an ache that has no release.  My pussy throbs, pulses, quivers.  Need surrounds me – in my body and my mind.

I cannot cum until Sir allows it.  Until He wrenches the pleas from my mouth, my soul.

I know I will beg for release, beg to cum, beg to release this ache.  I will admit that I am His slut, His whore, whatever He demands, just so this sweet ache will be vanquished.

I tremble with need.  My pussy, hot and wet, drips.  Wet panties serve as a constant reminder of my longing.

I am a Good girl.  I will not touch myself without His permission.  I will not cum until He forces it from me.

I pray for a hot mouth on my clit.  I hope for strong fingers in my pussy.  I know I will feel his hard cock pounding my dripping cunt.

Until then, I live in a constant ache, longing oozing out of my very pores.