Chasing Me Chasing You

An uncollared submissive struggling through depression, motherhood, and the constant craving of her next orgasm.


Desire is a personal response. One person can feel desired from a gift of flowers; others would rather have a slow french kiss. Then there are those of us who respond to rope and a stern order.

And, like the response to someone’s desire, showing desire can take different forms. I show my desire by my service. That could mean bringing him his shoes in the morning, or having dinner ready when he gets home. It’s not always a sexual thing. Though I always sexually desire him. But I wouldn’t pack just anyone’s lunch. I take care of him because on some level I expect him to take care of me. I trust him to take care of me.

Desire is a happy feeling. To feel desired by someone can make you feel instantly sexy. To know that your actions and physical allure have turned someone on. It can get you through bad days and rough news. Knowing that someone thinks you are sexy and wants you just the way you are.

So, to all of you out there, you are desired. You are all lovely, sexy people who can make someone happy with a smile.


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