Don’t Plan to Hurt Me

I’m gonna beat your ass at Whimper/1763/The next play party.

Nope.

Tie me to the cross and just beat on me for an hour?
Nope.

Detailed plans to hit me with everything in your bag?
Nope.

Tally Ho with your favorite toys?
Nope.

Walk up and just haul off and hit me?
Nope.

Take a big, unexpected bite out of me?
Nope.

Pinch me or pop me with a towel when I’m not ready?
Nope.

Plan to hurt me just for the sake of hurting.
Nope

Don’t plan to hurt me.
It makes me nervous.
It makes me anxious.
Don’t hurt me unexpectedly.
It makes me cranky.
It makes me bitchy.
It makes me very not-fun to be around.

I am not a masochist.
I do not like quick, hard, unexpected sensations of pain or being hurt just for the sake of feeling pain.

But…

Take my nipples gently between your fingers and slowly squeeze. Harder… tighter, the pain building as my cunt begins to tingle.

Yes.

Twist them and pull as my back arches into you.
Yes.

Slap the side of one breast while the nipple of the other is being twisted between your strong fingers. Again. Again.
Yes!

Kiss my neck, nibbling along my collarbone. As my breath shortens and my eyes flutter closed, apply pressure to your nibbles… slowly biting down harder and harder until my world begins to spin. Take a mouthful of my flesh and imprint your teeth… sucking, biting… make it hurt.
Yes.

Take my nipple into your mouth and suck so hard, I cry out alternating between clinging to you, my nails dug into your shoulders and pushing you away, begging you to let up.
Yes!

Slide your hand between my legs, pinch the lips of my cunt between your fingers. Harder. Harder. Slide your fingers off with a painful snap. Before I can breathe normally again, slap my pussy. Start light and build in intensity until I’m writhing, moaning, squirting like a fucking fountain, your slaps turning the squirt into a sprinkler… covering both of us in my cum.
Yes!

Ball up your fist and punch me in the thigh… the ass… the back of my legs… the balls of my feet
Yes!!

Dig your fingertips into my hips. Hard. Harder! Use your nails, leave those sexy little half moon impressions in my skin. Flip me over and yank my body to yours. Rougher. Entangle my hair in your fist and snap my head back, demand my attention.
Yes!

Hold my head back, bending my body to your will. Tease me with your cock sliding against my legs or my cunt until I’m begging you to put it inside of me. And, then… spank my ass. Hit me… hard. Leave your palm print, hot and welting on my pale skin. Leave your mark.
Yes! Yes!

Hit me again.
Yes!

Bite me until I’m squealing, squirming, until a tear slides down my cheek and then… hit me… right over the mark your teeth just left.
Yes!

Run your fingers down my sides, digging your nails into my flesh. Deeper. Make me cry out. Watch my body as it responds to the pain, writhing for you.
Yes!

Put your foot on my back. Push me down to the ground. Use excessive force. Put your foot on my neck. Hold me still. Press harder. Harder. Press so fucking hard that my brain fills with fuzz and I forget to wonder if you’ll let up.
FUCK yes!

Command me to be still. Command me onto my hands and knees. Command me to lift my ass for you…. open… spread… pinch… play… endure for you… show you what I want…. Speak for you. Make me uncomfortable. Demand obedience. Demand compliance. Demand my suffering. Growl every dirty word in your vocabulary into my ear.
Yes! Yes! Yes!

Squeeze my ass. Harder. So hard that I can’t breath.
Yes!

Hit me with every toy in your bag. Run your knives painfully over my skin. Tie me up in your rope. Bind me with your belt. Use every pokey, pointy, owie thing you own.
Yes!

Slap me.
Yes!

Choke me.
Yes!

Shove your fingers in my mouth.
Yes!

Cover my mouth with your big, strong hand and then squeeze. Squeeze my cheeks so fucking hard your fingerprints will still be on my skin tomorrow. My breath already limited by your hand over my mouth, pinch my nose… steal the air completely, own it… take it…
Yes!!

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Pinch, pull, yank, hit, scratch, bite… hard. HARDER. HARDER. Make it fucking hurt.
Yes! Yes! Every sort of Yes! FUCKING YES!!!

2 thoughts on “Don’t Plan to Hurt Me

  1. The “no” stuff absolutely bores me to tears. Most of the “yes” stuff is VERY exciting!

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