dorei

I commented to someone earlier today, "Let those who prefer their sex bland be with those who would be bland. I'll take mine hot, heavy, and pain-inducing. "

I love it when every thrust hits my cervix, bruising it. I love it when hands tighten on my shoulders and then slip to my neck, slowly cutting off my breath. I love teeth cruelly biting into my nipples and wondering if this time, maybe this time, he'll actually bite all the way through. I love it when he pulls out the claws and rakes them down my body, leaving a fine mesh of crisscrossed lines that welt up and then fade to thin white marks that last for days afterwards.

I love feeling the bite of the crop, or the dull thud of the many tailed floggers as they kiss my skin. Pain is pleasure to me, and I drink it in. Make it hurt. I love it when it hurts. Make me cry.