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It's times like these where I sit and fantasize about actually owning a dungeon, being a professional dominatrix (purely for the access to all those toys and to be able to play, relentlessly, all day long with my own desires), or having a stable of slaves. The term "biting off more than you can chew" is a perfect way to put it, because from experience I have learned that this insatiable state WILL be satisfied and I'll soon be in a position of exhaustion, bliss and contentment -- and go back to normal levels of desire.
Still, that doesn't stop me from thinking about having that 24/7 slut living in a cage in my closet, having an errand boy on the side, having a full time sissy/slut whore who was my personal shopper and would be at my beck and call for humiliating trips to the mall, to Victoria's Secret. And then there's my full time slut masseuse who wearing a CB-3000 and bathes me while blindfolded, his pathetic cock and balls to be beaten afterward for bulging in the device in appropriately. Then there's the man that fans me on the patio and applies the suntan lotion, and the sissy maid that prepares my cold drink and hobbles out in the heat to deliver it to me -- while wearing a hobble skirt and 5 inch stiletto heels. A stable? More like a harem.
I am sure a lot of submissives have had similar fantasies when their hunger is peaking. Do you ever feel like no matter what, it would not be enough? That you would want more, and have the energy for more?
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