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“That’s a nice ring on your finger.” I whispered.
“Thank you..” she replied.
“Do you love him?” I asked.
“I do..” she replied.
“If you love him, why are you here with me?” I provoked.
“I’m.. not— I don’t know..” She sighed.
“I know why you’re here. Do you want me to tell you? Do you want to understand, how you’re here, in a room, alone, with a man that’s not yours, and you’re feeling sexy, wanted, aroused, confused.. wet.
You’re here for the same reason as all the others. You have butterflies in your stomach when I talk. You know I’m bad for you, but you’re drawn like a moth to a flame. If he knew.. oh.. if he knew. Your life would cease. It makes absolutely no fucking sense.. does it?
And, yet.. here you are. In my hotel room. Alone. With me. I can explain exactly why. You’re bored. And I am not boring. You love him, but he is.. usual. Familiar. Unexciting.
I.. am none of those things. I invoke a sense within you, a sense of exhilaration. I make your blood boil, I make you shiver in anticipation. You know it..
I represent everything that you should not want. You have that perfect life. And yet, you choose me. Today, tomorrow.. next week. I will get you to do things that no man has ever convinced you to do. Not him, not any past boyfriend… You’ll do them for me, willingly. Not because I tell you to. But because you want to do them. You want everything that I tell you to do. Probably more than I do.
I am freedom. I am the shackles broken. Ironic, isn’t it? That to break the shackles that hold you back, I will tie you up and blindfold you. And in that you will find release.
Do you know why you want me? You want me because you know I am capable of doing everything you crave and more. I will do things to you that you don’t even know exist. I will touch you in places you have never been touched. I will get inside you deeper than any man ever has.
I’m not talking physically.. I’m talking mentally. I’m talking emotionally. I will get inside your head, and excite you. I have that ability, to crawl inside your brain, and make you wet between your legs. Without ever touching you, I brought you to me.
And now that you are here, I will touch you. I will restrain you. I will blindfold you. I will wrap my hands around you. I will spank your ass. I will pull your hair, and I will bite your neck. My teeth will sink into you and leave their mark. But with the pain, there will be pleasure. My fingers and tongue will make you quiver. And I will fuck you. That’s right. A man that is not your man, I will take what is his for my own. And you will let me. Willingly. Eagerly.
Now how are those butterflies in your stomach?
How wet is your pussy?”
aw shit get it wednesday
HA! I almost forgot to reblog this today
Every Wednesday from now on.
I like being alone.
I like drinking coffee alone, and reading alone.
I like riding the bus alone, and walking home alone.
It gives me time to think, and set my mind free.
I like eating alone, and listening to music alone.
But when I see a mother with her child, a girl with her lover, or a friend laughing with their best friend, I realize that even though I like being alone, I don’t fancy being lonely. The sky is beautiful, but the people are sad. I just need someone who won’t run away.