Chasing Me Chasing You

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

Taking Orders

Take me in your mouth. Soft and slow. Let me feel your tongue all along me. I want you to relish the taste of me.

Lick my nuts. Are they salty? Put me in your mouth and keep me there as long as you can. I want you to crave me.

I want you worked up. So hot and bothered you can’t take it anymore. I want you so hungry for me. Craving just a taste.

Take me in your mouth again. In…out…in..out. I want drool running down your chin. Yeah, just like that. I want to know how good I taste.

Take me deep. Swirl your tongue around. Feel every ridge.

Now bite me. And do it all again.

-Apparently my diet has led me to create some rather vivid inner monologues for my occasional snickers bar.

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4 Responses to “Taking Orders”

  • DtBHC

    Good one, lol

  • Marie Rebelle

    This has put a huge smile on my face. I’m busy dieting too, but thankfully I can have chocolate (85% pure) a couple of times a week 🙂

    Rebel xox

  • Molly

    Haha… now I want something in my mouth 😉


  • SassyCat

    LOVE this!!!


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