Ever have one of those days when you crave a man taking control, pushing you into a corner and pinning your wrists together with one hand, shoving your clothes aside with the other while you (halfheartedly) struggle to get loose, and just plain ol' fuck you up against the wall till you're panting and grunting and flushed so red you could explode from a runaway climax that leaves you so weak you slide to the floor when he lets you go?