"Make me"
Those two little words, said by me, are what send him over the edge. I become a challenge. A dare. Something to conquer.
In the real world I am stubborn and independant. My mother says that I would argue with God and piss off the Pope. I have been called a pain in the ass numerous times.
In the real world if you ordered me to do something you would be given a look that very clearly implies go to hell.
In the real world I am smart and bossy, and in charge of countless men, women and children all day, every day.
In the real world I am opinionated, controlling, and always in the lead.
Which is why the words "make me" fall so easily from my mouth. And why he is so easily inspired to do just that. To make me bend and submit. To make me his. To make me give in.
It makes the conquest so much sweeter.
He tells me there is victory in being able to dominate a strong woman.
I tell him to go to hell.
And he takes me to heaven.
8 have whispered back:
And as long as you want it and can appreciate it, a good man should give to you...and get it from you.
Ronjazz, it's so simple really.
XX
it appears I have found in you a kindred spirit. I even began my blog shortly after you began yours. we seem to be living something like parallel lives...we just tell the stories a bit differently. This is a beautiful blog, and I completley understand the need for this kind of outlet when this is the shape one's life has unexpectedly taken.
Did you create an anonymous yahoo email from which to blog? Do you clear the history on your browser to be sure you are not discovered? Do you erase all dialed and received calls every hour just to be sure?
I tried for five years to be a good wife. I tried to do whatever it was he wanted. But he did not want me. At least not the way I was accustomed to being wanted.
I thought I was alone in this hell. I thought I was wicked for seeking out a private and forbidden heaven.
Thank you for sharing. Thank you for being human, and female, and sexual and proud of it. Thank you for needing to be fucked, sucked wanted, needed. Thank you Thank you Thank you!
I will read your blog and know I am not alone. Maybe you will be able to find similar simpatico in my musings!
-aoede
Aoedemusing, thank you for your honesty, and for finding me. I am flattered you'd reach into my pocket and find validation. And no sweet darling we are not alone, and it is not okay to keep passion bottled up and let it go to waste.
And I will do whatever it takes to let my desires and needs and wants be met. I have visited your blog, and see that you feel the same. I shall keep my eye on you, and we can fly together.
XX
mmmmm...make me....please! absolutely delicious! xoxo
There is something so seductive about being submissive.
Whisper, I can say that I have become quite enthralled with it.
XX
A sassy, back-talking slut, at that. I'd love to see you earn your smacks.
-eb
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