I so wanted Master to fuck me yesterday. I did my best to clean up and make myself desirable for her. I wanted to feel her inside me as I stared into her eyes and she pounded me like a piece of meat.
I wanted to feel desired beyond all control; that I was in a situation I could not get out of even if I wanted, and she was going to fuck me to exhaustion.
My only regret, when we do this, is that her strap-on cock does not feel for her as her fleshy cock feels for me when she allows me the privilege of returning the favor. I wish she could feel the animal urgency inside me and the pleasure she brings me via her cock when I am allowed to fuck her mercilessly.
But despite this regret, I love feeling that she has marked me, again, as her property. Which is why I was so sad that she did not mark me yesterday.
