Inspirational Naughty Nuances
She plays the cat and mouse game so well…. His head was spinning in thoughts of lust and passion and heat. She begged him to be sadistic, to be the predator to her prey. She seemed so calm though… so at ease as he whispered his danger into her ear. She should be trembling with fear and anticipation. Instead she looked at him with the eyes of a calm summer day. So unattainable were the reaches of her spirit it drove him mad with desire. Not just the urges to defile her diminutive figure, but the longing to follow the secrets he saw in her eyes. How to harness such mystery eluded him. She was tickled at this new side she never thought possible. Complete physical submission. She’d never been quite capable of it before. Here though was an opportunity they both needed, she was ready to shed all of her day to day responsibilities, slip out of her decision making, and into something a bit sexier… obedience. She longed for these meetings between the two of them, though few and farther between than she preferred, they were the only time she was able to satisfy this necessary selfishness. He was her addiction, and moderation was the key. She tried at first to understand the stirrings deep in her psyche that pulled her relentlessly in his direction. Perhaps the punishment of it all. Her need to feel degraded and defiled and to be hurt and uncomfortable. After all weren’t these states of being just as necessary to personal enlightenment as the moments of comfort and pleasure? She hadn’t quite figured it all out just yet. Whatever the mystery, she reveled in it. Every moment of it was a moment of painful ecstasy. Her joy was meeting his demands. She sought his approval at every turn. He needed to feel in control and she needed to be restrained. Her nervous desire was building as she slipped the white satin stocking over her ankle then slowly over her calf until the lace top was placed neatly around the center of her thigh. Warmth began to build between her legs as thoughts of his fingers pressed hard into the flesh beneath the thin shear fabric flashed through her mind. Leisurely, she fastened the garters and slipped into the strapless red plaid school girl dress he’d requested for exactly this occasion. She thrived on his attention to detail in his demands for her. It allowed her opportunity to think only of him and his pleasures. By SisterSadist
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