I hate you.
You came into my life so innocently, got to know me a bit, and rocked my world all in one night. I didn’t think we would hit it off like we did. That’s not supposed to happen. I’m supposed to keep my distance. I’m supposed to keep my walls up. I know better than to let anyone in. I should have known better than to let you in.
I hate you.
You aren’t available to me. You don’t have time for a Pet. But yet, you seem to have time to tease me and make me crazy. You also have time to make me forget there is anyone else in the world besides us. You have time to make me crave your attention more with every passing moment.
I Hate you.
You try to control me from afar, knowing that’s what I need the most is to be controlled. You get me so worked up and horny with your sweet yet devious nature. I’m weak for you and you know I would do anything you say. You take care of me mentally when we’re apart and sexually when we’re together.
I Hate You.
You know exactly what buttons to push to make me horny as hell. You send me porn that you know will spark my interest, while you know I can’t do anything to fulfill my building desire. You tell me you’re the one who can Own me, the one who can put me in my place, the one who can take care of me in ways that no one else has. You tell me all the little things I need to hear. You get me wet with just the stroke of a key, sending me texts to make my blood flow right to my pink parts. When I hear your voice in my head, I want to curl up against you and let you have your way with me. I want to be yours completely.
I HATE YOU
I imagine you with me as I rub my clit in the wee hours of morning. I imagine your tongue probing my warm, pink pussy as I slide my fingers gently inside- then with more force. As I reach for my dildo, I wish it was your cock and I bring it closer. I lick and suck it to get it wet then press it slowly into my folds, letting it fill me inch by inch…just as you would do.
I feel every inch tightening around it, wishing I could feel you throbbing. When I grip it with both hands, I know I am ready for the pummeling you would give me if you were here. I fuck myself deeper, harder, with more force, making me hurt in only a way you could. I slam that dildo into my wet pussy time and time again as my tits bounce in rhythm until finally I am dripping, squirting, and cumming for you like the good girl that I am.
I fuck myself through my orgasm as you would and I hear your voice in my head telling me to give you all I have. Then I collapse on the bed, wishing you were here to lick me clean and calm my spasming pink parts.
I really hate you…