Punish me. I want you to spank me until my cheeks turn blood red. Until I can’t walk for days on end. I want to feel your warm hand on my rear. I embrace the killing sting that comes after you remove your hand after a good spank. You’re strong, powerful hands. I want you to teach me a lesson. I’m laying on my stomach moving my buns side to side. I’m begging you. I’m screaming for you. I want you. “Oh fuck, I want you to tie me up, blind fold me and do whatever you please with me” I feel you. I feel your hands gliding up and down my inner thighs. You start to carefully play with my exceptionally hard nipples. You grasp my boobs and squeeze them tight. You start biting up my body. Fuck. Your warm breath on my neck creates tingles throughout my body. Your tender slithery tongue licking all parts creating perfect sensations. Your aggressive hands… in places, doing unbearable things. Pleasuring every inch of my fragile body. Making sure my entirety is trembling. Making sure I get the discipline I deserve.
Zoe Briggs (via dauntinghallucinations)
