Live free. Laugh loud. Love with abandon.

I want to be thrown against a wall and ravaged. I want to be tied to a bed and fucked until I can’t scream anymore. I want to be chained to the wall and be teased and prodded excruciatingly slowly to the very brink of orgasm and not be allowed to go over that edge until my Dom says I can. I want a flogger used on me. I want a riding crop to sensuously torture me. I want to be scratched and bit and spanked until my body is throbbing and there are tears running down my face. I want to be held excruciatingly tight while being fucked from behind. I want to be completely submissive to the will of my Dom for several hours.

This is a side of me that I have just begun to feel more comfortable opening up about and I dunno if I’ll ever find someone to be my Dom. I want to. Really, really, really badly. But this is Pace. I will have to get out of the Bible-belt probably before I can find one. Oh well, I can wait.

You tucked me in, turned out the light, kept me safe and sound at night. Little girls depend on things like that. You brushed my teeth and combed my hair, had to drive me everywhere. You were always there when I looked back. You had to do it on your own, make a living make a home. Had to be as hard as it could be. And when I couldn’t sleep at night, scared things wouldn’t turn out right, you would hold my hand and sing to me: Caterpillar, in the tree, how you wonder who you’ll be. Can’t go far, but you can always dream. Wish you may and wish you might, don’t you worry, hold on tight. I promise you there will come a day… Butterfly, fly away. Got your wings, now you can’t stay. Take those dreams and make them all come true. Butterfly, fly away. We’ve been waiting for this day. Butterfly, fly away. All along you’ve known just what to do. Butterfly, fly away. Butterfly, fly away.