The Unsubmissive

I need a noisy night. A shrieking night. A howling, mooning-the-moon night with no consideration for the neighbors.

I want to sing and dance while the thwap of a strap drums a deafening beat against my cheeks. Jump and holler, twist and shout. Moan, gasp, plead, be brought to a clamoring climax that rattles the bed frame where my hands are tied.


I want to be selfish. I want it again and again. I need to shake this quiet submission and take, take, take. I want to climb on top and ride, grinding my hot bottom against his pelvis in a frenzy of wall-banging madness.

I want sweat. I want to lick it from sternum to thigh. I don’t want to save any for later. I want it all, right now, right this instant. Embrace the gluttony! Devour the seed!


And then be punished for my greed.

All artwork by the impressive Nancy Peach.

10 thoughts on “The Unsubmissive

  1. Thanks, J. It is one of my favorites, too. Each month I will put up one of my favorites (rather than doing the Flashback Fridays that I had been doing).

    XX

    • Thanks!

      I’ll be more than happy to check out your blog when I’m at a “safe” computer. So glad you stopped by and said hello!

      XX

  2. As par virile and effervescent.
    a brilliant decadent demand for intense Ecstasy
    smothered in chocolate and truffles.
    yum!

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