The BDSM Craving Thread

My craving for today:

I want:

to feel her beneath me, shivering with the need to release and yet...NOT doing so, because I am not ready.

to see her face suffused with color from trying to be so very quiet.

to feel her inner walls clutching my hand as if she were drowning.

to hear her whimpering, just for me.
 
For tomorrow to go off without a hitch.

August 30th.

Every single day up to that point, and after that point.

I can't wait.
 
To feel him pin me against the wall and push my limits, Kneel at his side where I belong, and know thats where he wants me, curl up after a long play time feel him kiss my forehead and tell me he adores me
 
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I crave

I crave to be the wind that whispers into his ear and chills him to the bone.
I crave be the sun that warms his body and makes him sweat.
I crave be the rain that falls on his face and soaks thro his shirt.
I crave love, i crave be 'the right one' for him.
I crave him to love me and hold me and kiss me and tell me sweet-nothings. I want him to wrap me in his arms and touch my soul. I want him to keep me safe from harm. I wanna hear him say 'Baby, I love you.' over and over again. And i want him to know i love him with all of my heart...

And at the very moment i crave to smile a bit more and cry a bit less.
 
Split aparts...undoubtedly.

I came in here to talk about you as well.

Craving: To present to her her gift that I just recently aquired. To see her eyes light up with joy and a dash of deviousness.

To feel the ensuing hugs and kisses of appreciation raining down upon my person.

To look into her eyes at that moment, her tanned arms about my pale neck...body pressed against me, slight impulsive and conditioned thrusting from her ever so slight against my thigh...feeling her heartbeat against my chest.

Feeling her soul rub and slide around my own in that moment of connection.

To impulsively gather her up in my arms and carry her to the closest & deepest sofa/couch/papasan to sink into with her...curling her up in my lap and giving her gentle kisses.

Enjoying the moment.

Not wanting it to end.

Willing it not to.
 
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Stability
A place to call home
Where it was safe
Able to be myself
Without repraisal
Support to grow
Into the women
I know I can be
 
To hear him say Good Morning Pet... :rose:

to feel his lips pressed against mine :kiss:

Some Carmex...
 
To feel the tug on my leash as I lie on the floor, inviting me

To mount the bed as she spreads her legs, eyeing me

To follow her eyes towards her valley of sighs, guiding me

To dip my tongue deep 'til her juices weep, as she's riding me

To earn my "Good boy" by bringing her joy, justifying me


************

I live to serve My Domme, Mystress and the Domme Corps.
 
I crave being fucked to the brink over and over. Begging to cum until finally I am allowed to
 
I crave to be seen, really seen, seen through. Naked revealed honest...
and then loved.
 
To have someone I trust tie my ankles & suspend me upside down until my back re-aligns itself. Nothing more before or after, just some kinky chiropractic work. Well... maybe a hug & thanks...
 
I crave him.

I crave his voice in my ear asking me who I belong to.

I miss his fingers around my neck.

I miss the sound of the flogger on my back and his growl of approval.
 
I just crave understanding, the ability to bring all that comes into my life into perspective. To be that positive influence to myself and those around me. To be guided in the darkness if not to the light at least a safer path.
 
A vacation.

The beach. Either here, or somewhere warm... I need to feel the sand between my toes, and the salt water around my ankles.
 
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