johngault32

I love intelligent girls. Absolutely adore them. And I find those who are passionate about reading and writing share a common thread. They all yearn for an equally intelligent Dominant who can reach deep into their erotic “centers”, rip the pages from their fantasies, and give them living, breathing lifelong memories.

She is a strong, independent, talented, capable woman in her own right, yet she hungers for a Dominant who can fuck her mind long before he touches her body. She needs a man who can respect her as an intellectual equal but effortlessly assume his role as Dominant - the only man she would ever consider yielding to. For her, this need is utterly palpable. She can feel his hands through his words, his voice, and his instruction. And herein is my secret insight.

Intelligent, gifted submissives are the naughtiest, sluttiest, hungriest girls imaginable. They are capable of giving themselves completely up to the man they trust and respect, and going places they themselves do not yet know they are capable of going. They are insatiable once leashed (note the irony). And they hunger to experience whatever their man challenges them with and sate him with the gift of their bodies and their talents.

For the woman who can appreciate my words - I promise you - the dance on the fringe can be a most inspiring journey of sensual delights with the right smart, talented man to submit to.”

When I tie you up, I do that for myself.
I am greedy.
So that I can completely dominate you in every way.
So that I can lick you until you cum all over my face, and not touch yourself in any way.
So I can spank you, and not have your hands in my way.
So that I can run my face across your back and neck, my warm breath on the goose bumps on your cold body.
So I can rub your pussy and clit until you cum, and cum and cum again and not push my hands away when it’s too much.
When I tie you up, you are completely vulnerable.
My every whim and desire.
You give yourself to me.
You submit.
When I tie you up, we bond.
We have an unspoken trust.
You know that I will not push you beyond your limits, your boundaries.
I know you are completely mine.
That there is no limit or boundary that you will not bend to please me.
You know that I will not hurt you, and I know that you will not admit when it hurts.
We are of one mind.
When I blindfold you, I do that for you.
Out of pure generosity. The extension of your senses, being pushed to all bounds.
All of your senses heightened.
Your sense of touch, feeling the slap of my hand without the forewarning, or the tenderness of my breath or a feather on your neck, the feeling of me being inside you.
Your sense of taste, heightened without the bias of sight.
You get to taste again for the first time, the sweetness of a kiss, the saltiness of my sweat during our lovemaking, the tartness of my cum on your lips.
Your sense of smell, aroused by the scent of pure sex in the air, the freshness of our bedsheets, the pureness of the air itself after a morning rain.
Your sense of hearing, teased by every little moan we both take, overwhelmed by the constant sounds of wetness as my cock slides in and out, aroused by our rapid short breaths.

I know you’re wet with anticipation. I know you want me inside you. But I want to tease you just a little more first. So for now, you just get the tip of my cock. That’s all. I can play this game all day. Say the words I want to hear. Tell me you want me to fuck you, hard, now.
Not just yet. I think I want to rub my cock up and down your slit a bit more. Tease my cock head on your clit. I don’t think you want it enough just yet. There’s some tell tale signs I wait for. Your finger in your mouth, then rubbing your clit, back to your mouth to taste your honey. It tells me you are just that horny. Your eyes, looking back over your shoulder, saying “Please, please fuck me.” Or that first drip of wetness that breaks through your pussy lips, the one that tells me, you’re ready for my cock.
Until then, just the tip. I know just how much it drives you crazy. Oh the sweet satisfaction of making you beg for me.