The BDSM Craving Thread

I want it all

and I want it so very badly.

i want to serve all the time. Every day and every night. I want to wake serving

I want to breathe it, feel it, sleep it. I want to live it.

I want it all
 
I just want Him.

We've barely seen each other in the last 4 weeks through one thing or another and I'm really missing him :(
 
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.

I have never been subjected to the agony (pleasure) of piercings, but it sounds wonderful. Does the piercing of your flesh draw blood? Does the Dom (Domme) taste the blood?
 
I have never been subjected to the agony (pleasure) of piercings, but it sounds wonderful. Does the piercing of your flesh draw blood? Does the Dom (Domme) taste the blood?

I haven't had piercings just for play yet, but have had six professionally done piercings. Only one bled, but it was just for a few minutes and not very much. Unfortunately, I've never had a Dom with me when getting them. :(
 
The BDSM Cravings...............

Oh, you people, especially you women, I wish somebody would love me the way you love your Master's ohh.

Why am I following his thread? You gals are driving me carzy.
 
Oh, you people, especially you women, I wish somebody would love me the way you love your Master's ohh.

Why am I following his thread? You gals are driving me carzy.

A good slave would never refer to the person controlling her as her Master or Mistress. To do so would infer that she owns the Master/Mistress.
 
I haven't had piercings just for play yet, but have had six professionally done piercings. Only one bled, but it was just for a few minutes and not very much. Unfortunately, I've never had a Dom with me when getting them. :(

I know Lady Claire loves the taste of blood. When the alligator clips she uses on my nipples and labia have punctured my flesh and drawn blood, she as enjoyed the flavor. Still, if I dared to ask her to do piercings, I doubt she would do them.
 
I am currently craving his sweet, sadistic smile. Knowing the various thoughts going through his mind, all involve the treats he has in store for me.

I know I just saw him last night, but feels so long ago. Our time together is so limited and time between our visits drag on, our time together speeds by.
 
Let's see. I want chocolate, someone to clean my house for me, for him to live closer, to sell some paintings, to have more time to just relax, to figure out what's at the root of some of my compulsions lately so I can get over them, a new bed, an iPod, a new computer would be nice too, more play time, and anything else I've forgotten.
 
for some reason boiled egg and toast soldiers

peace

tucking in. always tucking in :eek:
 
A good slave would never refer to the person controlling her as her Master or Mistress. To do so would infer that she owns the Master/Mistress.

Eh, I must be captain of the failboat then, because mine... well he's every bit as much mine as I am his.

:D
 
To be on my knees, my hands bound behind my back, Daddy holding my head tightly between his hands while he fucks my mouth and throat. He pays no attention to my discomfort when his cock causes me to gag. He laughs a sadistic laugh when I choke as his cock floods my mouth and throat with his cum. He waits until I swallow everything, then his cock softened but still long and thick, he wipes it dry on my face.

"THANK YOU, DADDY!"
 
I don't think it is "officially" but who needs officialness when we're sailing away on the failboat?

We make our own rules!

Y'all are free to climb aboard. We're stopping off in the Cayman islands for a bit...

:cool:
 
I crave my sweet sir, his caresses, swats to my ass, his sensual words. I have never felt this way about anyone before, no secrets just pure and simple admiration, honesty. He know more about me than my ex husband ever thought to know.:rose:
 
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