Desire

I use dominance and submission to achieve an elusive sense of safety.

I’m hungry. And more than what you feed me, or how often, what matters is HOW you feed me.

Why clothing is sexier than nudity; why lace is hotter than cotton; why fishnets appeal….

It is a safe bet that if you are exciting me, turning me on, making my cock hard, you are not alone.

Won’t you help me be hungry?

Most of what I want can be boiled down to the feelings associated with transient states, to impermanent, short-lived sensation.

I’m really very easy to please.

A list of things I crave.

The shortest post I’ve written, and maybe the most honest.

I want something. And something I don’t.