Obligating Dictation

OBLIGATING DICTATION
Obligating Dictation

I desire to be the archetype of your embodiment of satisfaction.

I want to strangle you in a pleasure, that will have you moaning, whimpering, and crying, until the ability to thrust, and stroke one inch more, becomes an unbearable.

But yet , that enchantment , will you have thirsty, curious, desperate to will yourself , to powerfully and greedily indulge, hungry, and starving for one more taste and delight of me.

I demand you to suffer the consequence of my allowing you to violate my body and kneel to its needs.

I crave you to need me, require me, depend on me.

I yearn for your existence to rely off of my very own.

I want you to feel alive, by having or needing to live in me, entrusting to live off me.

I prefer that you have me whining, as you’re dining

Feast on this harvest, like the settlers on the first thanksgiving.

I’ll be your dinner table, your buffet, just tell me you can tolerate the all you can eat special.

Don’t let your eyes eat more, than your tongue.

Be ravenous for my love.

Be a scavenger, for my touch.

Get animalistic , and bizarre off of my presence.

And fuck me satanically

Have me speaking in tongues, cause you fucked my brains out

And I can’t even remember my name.

instruct me on how to gratify you .

Pull my hair, but fuck me to the point, that I want to pull my own.

Ordain me to go insane, when you tell me to look at you

When you’re hitting it from the back

Cause as sick and psychotically as it may sound,

I love to arch my back, so that I could pose proudly on all fours

And become a slave to your master dick

And that when you’re whipping me, and hitting me, and choking me,

And sadomasochistic driving me up walls, cause you’re touching my walls,

And trying to break down this moisturizing, sensualizing, warmly suffocating tight pussy

The only thing that I shall cry out, is daddy fuck me harder

Punish me and make me feel like my body is on fire

See, I love to be controlled

Dominated

It’s an obligation

Or,  

But , see, in truth, I just want you to submit to me.

I want you to surrender

To this ocean, as it winds, and winds,

And rides you up, to the tip of your dick

And it swirls, and swirls all the way back down to the very bottom

And my ass just claps on it

And I back that thing up, and drop it

And I won’t use my hands to balance myself

I’ll literally sit on it

And make that muscle do all the work

Effortlessly

If you want, I’ll spin on it

Do a split on it

There is no limits to the way

That I will satisfy you.

I want you to just lay me back down.

And tear this pussy up

Make me run, from it but pull me back to you

And whisper, baby girl, can you handle that?

Or better yet, fuck it, baby girl, take that.

Cause all I need is for my legs to lock up, and my body to tense up

And then I just start shivering, and grabbing, biting, and scratching