Mine
Whatever's been going on with you, you're still mine. I have not released you, and have no intention of doing so. I asked you earlier about where your head is, but do not assume I would just sit by and let you walk away. From Me. From us. From everything we are together.
I have been giving you time to think your thoughts and work out your issues. Do not mistake this for not caring or not being willing to fight. I am simply waiting for you to be ready for Me to resume my proper posture - in control of you.
I think you're getting there, and I can hardly wait. In fact, I'm about ready to start pushing you, ready or not.
I want you in my arms. I want Me in your mouth. Your pussy. Your ass. I intend on grabbing you by the hair with one hand, and feeling the wetness between your legs with the other. I'm craving you and everything about you. I yearn to fill my nostrils with the way you smell and to feel your lips pressing against mine. I lust for you to beg Me to let you cum, and to feel your body quiver and legs buckle when you do. I dream of paddling your gorgeous behind until you quietly sob, "More, please, Sir."
you are mine. I refuse to believe you can even think otherwise.
I have been giving you time to think your thoughts and work out your issues. Do not mistake this for not caring or not being willing to fight. I am simply waiting for you to be ready for Me to resume my proper posture - in control of you.
I think you're getting there, and I can hardly wait. In fact, I'm about ready to start pushing you, ready or not.
I want you in my arms. I want Me in your mouth. Your pussy. Your ass. I intend on grabbing you by the hair with one hand, and feeling the wetness between your legs with the other. I'm craving you and everything about you. I yearn to fill my nostrils with the way you smell and to feel your lips pressing against mine. I lust for you to beg Me to let you cum, and to feel your body quiver and legs buckle when you do. I dream of paddling your gorgeous behind until you quietly sob, "More, please, Sir."
you are mine. I refuse to believe you can even think otherwise.
posted by Frederick at
4:31 PM
4 Comments:
i am still yours...for the moment ;)
a.
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Anastasia, at 4:54 PM
Okay did that get me in trouble????
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Anastasia, at 4:55 PM
Do you want to be in trouble?
I'm glad your sense of humor has returned, but I'm not joking around, and I didn't think your comment was funny.
If you want Me to prove I'm serious, you're going about it the right way. Keep it up, young lady, and you'll get what's coming to you.
F.
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Frederick, at 5:02 PM
Seriously... i will get through this. Unfortunately You are partly to blame. Trying to make me more like You is backfiring a little, not that You are trying to make me more like You, but You do always try to make me see things from Your point of view and/or another point of view. Such direction has caused me to look inward and stop blaming everyone else for my unhappiness. i need to control myself and my emotions.
Of course that kinda defeats our relationship doesn't it...me in charge of me... Oh i don't know, i am just rambling now.
But please know, i appreciate your patience and know that we/i will get through this. i just don't know what happens on the other end yet. But all that is important is that we get there together.
i want all those things too. i am just afraid right now that i have finally realized that not only can i not have you all to myself as a lover, but not as a friend either. How do i protect myself from that hurt because knowing it and accepting it doesn't make it hurt less. And that is something else i have discovered...knowing and accepting something doesn't really change my reaction to it. i need to work on that too....
Anyway, i love You and no matter what, You can count on that...
a.
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Anastasia, at 5:03 PM
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