A latex outfit.
Too tight in some spots,
too loose in others.
Too tight in some spots,
too loose in others.
Seeing all my flaws,
and not caring.
and not caring.
The look in your eyes changes what I am.
What I see.
What I feel.
In your eyes, I'm the most beautiful woman in the world.
And I believe you.
In that moment only, perhaps.
But such a glorious moment.
I'm beautiful.
A goddess
All-powerful
Confident.
In control.
All you want is to grovel.
Beneath me.
All I want is to rule.
Above you.
Your face to the ground,
Shoving you down.
Shoving you down.
My toes into your mouth. Woolen socks. Slightly dirty.
You hate it. It's disgusting.
I hate it. It's disgusting.
Who'd ever do something like this to another person?
Who'd actually enjoy something so disgusting?
You don't get a choice.
Submitting to my will.
I make you beg.
I hear you whimper.
You love it.
I love it.
I decide all.
Through my ruling
we're both free
to enjoy each other
and enjoy ourselves.
and enjoy ourselves.
The connection.
Love you.
Love me.
Love me.
Later on the bed:
Still in latex, my skin out of bounds.
Still in latex, my skin out of bounds.
Grinding against me.
So turned on. By everything.
And me as well.
And me as well.
Begging me to hurt you.
Hurting you,
too much.
too much.
Reminding you that you begged for it.
Laughing.
Making you cum,
handsfree.
handsfree.
Afterwards:
Dazed
Dazed
Like a drug, a buzz.
Feeling high as a kite,
mind like fog,
thoughts like molasses.
thoughts like molasses.
Conclusion:
It wasn't about me.
I didn't want cuddles,
didn't want penetration,
didn't want petting,
didn't want orgasms.
And yet it was all about me.
Never stronger,
more powerful,
more sexy,
more beautiful.
Never believing it more.
Never believing it more.
Under the latex
Wetness
Soaked
Wetness
Soaked
Though not from physical touch.
All mental.
Pure control.
Pure dominance.
Perfection,
or so it felt
or so it felt
in that moment,
the moment was all that mattered
the moment was all that mattered
Love.
Thank you.
I'm still flying.
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