The BDSM Craving Thread

Raspberry crepes

Steak

Homeland

Her, her, her, her and him on her.

Sandwich

To fuck, the breathless to your soul fuck.
 
His hands over my eyes.

Or no - no my hands on his eyes. Making him talk. The way he shuts down and doesn't. For me, shy, delicate. Nowhere else. Just like me.
 
For once, to be blindfolded while I feel him move about me, touching, licking, kissing... gentling me, putting cotton in my ears so I can't hear him prepare the cuffs...

the kind of sensory depravation that normally terrifies me.
 
to fall asleep on his chest, his arms wrapped around me

things i dare not admit

to be wanted like that. to hear those words
 
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To have my hands/arms bound tightly over my head, rendering most of my body immobile. Not going to actually happen any time soon, but it's what I want most today.
 
Her over my knee, my hand connecting with her ass. Twitching,whimpering and begging.
 
Sunscreen that does what it's supposed to do.

HOW THE HELL DO I GET SUNBURNS THIS FUCKING BAD, when I'm wearing an SPF 50, and reapplying every 45 minutes?!
 
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