FabSwingers.com forum: Musings of a wannabe sub

By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago

Disclaimer. This is not me looking for a dom, or a sir, or a daddy

I wrote this when I was exploring this dynamic with a long term fuck buddy in an attempt to express what I wanted and needed, so just sharing.

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Don't be afraid to hurt me. I'm not as fragile as you think.

Don't caress my hair. Grab it.

Push me to my knees with your hands in my hair, wrapped in a fist. Pull hard. Make my eyes water.

Look deep in to my eyes and tell my darkened soul what it wants to hear. Make it feel what it longs to feel, deep inside.

Don't graze your teeth along my skin. Devour me. Bite hard until I cry out. Then do it again. Kiss it better.

Don't caress my throat. I want to feel your fingers wrapped tightly around it. Feel my pulse hammer into your palm. Feel the breath shorten in my chest and that little bit of panic sets into my eyes.

Don't nudge my knees apart, move them like they yours to spread. With intention. With possession.

Don't hold my hands. I want to feel your strong grip against my wrists. Use all your weight.

Make me lie still. Hold me still.

I want it to still hurt tomorrow. I want to see the bruises. I want to feel them. The handprints.

I want you to leave your mark.

Don't ask me if I'm ok. Tell me I am. I need to let go and not think.

Let my body speak for me with every shudder and moan. The fiery lust burning in my eyes with every glance, every touch, every lick, every bite and every time you slide inside me, into that pool of delicious wetness between my thighs.

These are things I cannot control. I don't want to.

And when it's all done, wrap me up in a safe cuddle and tell me it's ok, that I'm ok as you gently stroke my hair, while your mind whirrs, as you decide where to stroke next .....