I don’t ask for what I want. I wait for you. I allow you to decide. I submit.
But today, I’m not waiting. I’m asking, demanding, begging for it.
Throw me down.
Pull my hair.
Smack my face.
Rip flimsy panties from my body.
Kick my feet apart.
Spread my legs.
Smell my desire.
Pinch my nipples.
Spank my pussy.
Paddle my ass.
Leave your mark.
Fuck me like you mean it.
Fuck me like you hate me.
Come deep inside of my body.
Growl and roar.
Smirk as sticky fluids dribble down my thigh.
Turn my bones to mush.
Laugh at my wobbly knees and mussed hair.
Hold my arm and guide me to safety.
Wrap me in your warmth.
Whisper words of love and comfort.
Call me your little one, your babygirl, your one and only.
Love me in every way, hard and soft.
I demand it.
Welcome to Masturbation Monday! (A side note to my darling Southern Sir/John Brownstone – I’m demanding nothing, but if the above sounds good to you, I’m available. Wink-wink.) Okay, now go forth and read all the smutty goodness shared by writers and bloggers – and try to forget it’s a Monday and most of us are returning to work for the first time in days.