Feed Me

A hungry, insatiable girl needs to be fed. Her starving body constantly calls for her lover to fulfill her. She waits for her lover to quiet the screams of her hunger, to heal the ache that bestows her, the ache that disrupts her thoughts, the ache that leaves her wet and restless, the ache that leaves her deeply unsatisfied. This aching hunger is never extinguished until her lover rewards her. Until he rewards her with his praise, with his body, with his come. This hunger preys upon her, engulfs her, leaves her wanting more. This hunger is created by her lover, giving him the power to take total control of her body and her mind.   

This starving girl needs the voice of her lover to command her, to love her, to fuck her, to feed her, to break her. Fed not just by his cock, but by his words, by his presence, by his love.

Fed with his words. Words delivered by his voice that feeds her whispers. Whispering words that disrupt her, that move her, that leave her speechless. Words that draw her further into him, leaving her with the echoes of him. 

Fed by his presence. His presence electrifies her, propelling her lustful hunger as she waits for him to satisfy her. The sight of him intimidates her, reveals her, arouses her. The scent of him lingering with her, making his presence unforgettably real.

Fed by his love. A love that frightens her, that is untamed. Love she fights against, love unwanted yet splendid. A love brought upon by lust, selfish lust. A love revealed the only way a toy could reveal it.   

Fed by his cock. His cock fills her, spreads her, releases her unto him as his. His beautiful toy, his lover to let in or shut out. His cock leaving the taste of him on her lips, the seed of him in her cunt. His cock reminds her what she craves, igniting the hunger once again.

Feed me until I am broken. Feed me so that the words come pouring from me. Feed me so that you can see me, a fuckable toy in love with her fuckable boss. A toy with a dire need to feed you, a dire need to satisfy your hunger, a dire need to belong only to you.                     

TMI Tuesday

Love, Hate, and Guilty Secrets. We never mind telling people about things we love or hate, but how about the things we love, but would hate for anyone to find out about?

Well, it’s time to free yourself of that fear!

For each of the categories below, list one thing you love, one that you hate, and then, take a deep breath and tell us something you hate to admit you love.

Really.
 
You’ll feel better for it!

1. Food
I love sushi and just about anything Italian.
I hate guacamole and cheap hot dogs.
My guilty secret is I never eat raw vegetables.

2. Apparel
I love sundresses and really comfy sweat pants.
I hate those really loose maternity style shirts girls are wearing these days.  I call them "tit curtain" shirts because it looks like their tits are hiding behind curtains.
My guilty secret is I have a pair of Ugg boots and I LOVE them!

3. Books
I love a book called "Sally Hemings," and just about anything by Nora Roberts.
I hate the Sex and the City book.  Liked the show but it is a horrible book. 
My guilty secret is I indulge myself by sometimes reading really cheesy and very predictable 'Danielle Steel' type romance novels.

4. Songs
I love a song called "Parabola" by Tool.
I hate the song "Crazy Bitch," and Buckcherry for that matter. 
My guilty secret is I like that new song by Usher.  I can't believe I like an Usher song.

5. Movie
I love Gone with the Wind and Sling Blade.
I hate Pretty Woman.
My guilty secret is I have enjoyed some Pauly Shore movies.

6. TV Show
I love Family Guy, Dexter, and Californication.
I hate Family Matters.  Its the only one that comes to mind, I don't watch many TV shows.
My guilty secret is I love Leave it to Beaver.

7. Celebrity Crush
I love John Stamos.
I hate Rob Schneider.
My guilty secret is I have a crush on Crispin Glover.

8. Music Group
I love Tool.
I hate Nickleback and Seether.
My guilty secret is I love pop.  Michael Jackson, Rihanna, Madonna, Britney Spears......

9. Sports Team
I love ?  (Sorry, I don't follow any sports!)
I hate watching any sport on TV.  Football and golf are especially horrific to watch though.
My guilty secret is I have never been to a pro or college sports game and I never want to!

Bonus:
Sex Position or Sex Act or fetish
I love having great sexual chemistry with M.  There are just too many sex acts I love with M to name just one!
 
I hate when guys slobber all over your vagina when performing oral sex.  For me, wetter is NOT better.

My guilty secret is I get aroused by the idea of M forcing me to wear my leash and collar in public.

Wait.....I haven't written about the leash and collar yet.  Story for another time.......