Letter to johnny

My dear Johnny,

I long to feel your weight in the palm of my hand, the curve of your lightly padded handle. The sight of your slightly bent gray curls. The smell of your newness as I unwrap you. The sound as you whip through the sweet night air. I await your arrival.

I want you to meet the object of my desire. Her rounded perfect ass longs to feel your stinging pain, to feel the imperfections you will leave in your wake. The tracks of the pain you will imprint on her delicate skin. The redness that will symbolize the flame that will envelope me. The impression of your loops engraved upon her flesh will hopefully bring the sweet relief of emotion we both impatiently yearn.

I can not await the explosion of ecstasy that will follow or the sweetness of reaffirmation. So please my dear johnny come swiftly we await your arrival.


Sincerely,
Sweet Goddess and
her thrall.