sayyessir
03-12-2010, 06:38 PM
Hello,
I know girls like you are few and far between, but I want a thing. I want to treat you like an object and talk about you in front of other people as if you were not even there. I’ve fantasized about having a conversation that went something like this: You are bound, exposed, revealed to whomever I choose. There is another woman in the room with us. I’m holding a nipple and squeezing harder on it without even noticing. You would bring your hands to fight off mine but they’re tied above your head with cuffs.
Me: What do you think of her?
Other Woman: She’s okay.
Me: Would you like to feel her up?
Other Woman: No, I’ve seen cunts like her before, all the same.
Me: If you want her, you may have her any way you please.
(I pull your nipple really hard and let go.)
Other Woman: I’ll be in the mood later on. Let’s go grab a bite first.
I don’t want to love you. I don’t want to like you. I just want to know everything about you. I want to degrade and humiliate you beyond your wildest fantasies. And when I get bored of you you’ll beg for more. You’ll always have that need to be used like a rag doll, a toy, an object.
And when I’m ready to find love, you’ll be tossed aside, possibly given to another.
I know girls like you are few and far between, but I want a thing. I want to treat you like an object and talk about you in front of other people as if you were not even there. I’ve fantasized about having a conversation that went something like this: You are bound, exposed, revealed to whomever I choose. There is another woman in the room with us. I’m holding a nipple and squeezing harder on it without even noticing. You would bring your hands to fight off mine but they’re tied above your head with cuffs.
Me: What do you think of her?
Other Woman: She’s okay.
Me: Would you like to feel her up?
Other Woman: No, I’ve seen cunts like her before, all the same.
Me: If you want her, you may have her any way you please.
(I pull your nipple really hard and let go.)
Other Woman: I’ll be in the mood later on. Let’s go grab a bite first.
I don’t want to love you. I don’t want to like you. I just want to know everything about you. I want to degrade and humiliate you beyond your wildest fantasies. And when I get bored of you you’ll beg for more. You’ll always have that need to be used like a rag doll, a toy, an object.
And when I’m ready to find love, you’ll be tossed aside, possibly given to another.