The BDSM Craving Thread

I wanna feel his fingers probing my pussy, his hands kneading my breasts, his tongue tasting me and licking me, me being played with, teased and tortured so long untill I cry and beg for release. And then and only then, I wanna explode, on his command. IF I deserve it. On his fingers. On his cock. Into his mouth.

I want nothing for free.



In other words, I need to submit. I need to be used and played with. I need to serve and please, him. I need to kneel and beg and cry. I am horny and needy like hell, I want my brains fucked outta my head or how you say it. I crave some intense D/s play. I need to submit and serve. I need to get used, abused even. I need good spanking and a good fuck. I crave lots of sex and lots of pain, lots of gentleness and lots of love. I crave maybe too much things at once, guess I am a bit horny. A bit ALOT. lol

And then I crave a good sleep while he holds me tight in his arms.


Thats what I want at the moment yes.



....very nice... hoping you find all you're craving!;)
 
She releases me from the whipping horse after decorating my behind with several new whip marks, bright red welts crossing the furrow of my ass to mark each cheek. She lays me across her lap as if to spank me. Instead of spanking me, she caresses my burning flesh with her fingers, scratching ever-so-lightly with her nails. Then she kisses the flesh she so recently torment, biting from time to time to remind me of the power she holds over me.

After a while, she eases me off her lap onto the floor. I kneel before her. She allows to gaze at the beauty of her pussy framed by its wreath of dark brown curls....labia parted slightly revealing the wet pink inner flesh of her cunt. I inhale its perfume, it's musky aroma. I sigh. She presses a hand to the back of my head, urging my head forward, directing my lips to her pussy. I kiss it. I lick it. I tease her clit with the tip of her tongue, licking it the way she loves to be licked. She comes, and as she comes she purrs with satisfaction.

Jena loves you Lady C.
 
A certain somebody from here, tied to my bed, dripping hot candle wax on her body and using my pinwheel on her at the same time :devil:
 
Yay! I hate that I missed you earlier today. I had to take a nap because exhaustion was making me a little insecure about my place. I'm about to go do things with some friends so I won't be online much in the next couple of hours. :)
np :)

I'll catch you tomorrow, but not sure what time cuz tomorrow will be very busy day for me. Hope you had a good nap!! :rose: *hugs*
 
to be the one at the end of the flogger instead of just watching and wishing...
 
Lady C is sitting in the wing back chair, her beautiful behind on the edge. She is wearing a leather skirt and no panties, of course, and as I kneel before her I can see her lovely pussy framed by its halo of dark brown curls. She calls me to her, order me to go down on her. Under her skirt, my senses are filled with her mingling aromas: the musk of her sex; the sweet scent of leather. I inhale deep draughts of it as I devour her pussy and drink her nectar.
 
Lady C is sitting in the wing back chair, her beautiful behind on the edge. She is wearing a leather skirt and no panties, of course, and as I kneel before her I can see her lovely pussy framed by its halo of dark brown curls. She calls me to her, order me to go down on her. Under her skirt, my senses are filled with her mingling aromas: the musk of her sex; the sweet scent of leather. I inhale deep draughts of it as I devour her pussy and drink her nectar.


mmmmmm, jenna... you always make me soooo jealous!

:devil::kiss::rose:...~cinny
 
If he were here right now, I would be kneeling at his feet, anticipating his next request.

Damn....I wish it was Saturday already....:rose:
 
To be roughly forced into submitting to his every whim, even brought to tears, then when it's all over to be held close and assured I'm still loved.
 
Argh. So damned frustrated. I need him to know I'm really, really (should I add another really?) in need of hard play right now.
 
I've spent this morn kneeling at A.'s feet, my head resting on his lap, listening nice smooth music with him and watch him surf the net. Enjoyed it to bits! :)

Now I watch him sleeping. Enjoying that very much as well! He seems so content, here in my bed. :) Makes me feel real good somewhere deep inside.


What I crave right now is just to stay where I am. It's where I need to be. No matter what we are doing. As long as I got him near me and can kneel at his feet, I am happy.

See him happy and pleased with me, thats all I crave right now.
 
When Lady C goes on line....to be kneeling under her desk with my head beneath her skirt, my lips and tongue keeping her delicious pussy happy. Hopefully, her skirt will be leather. I love the ultra-sweet fragrance of leather mingled with the musk of Lady C's pussy.
 
Lots of deep, thuddy pain, the kind that leaves marks for the longest time afterwards. Or a whole bunch of new piercings would work, too.
 
Disgustingly painful, rough, sadistic play... Irony is...the "Dom type person" is snoring in the other room and apparantly has an adversion to hurting me recently.
 
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