Let me be your Good Girl

This life is new to me. A life where I am free, to find out who I am, what I want and where I need to be. I’ve been struggling against the bonds of my past and my history and breaking free to higher ground. My home and work life are stressful, I have to take charge, be in control, get things done. It’s a lot. I need an escape.

You gave me that escape. From that very first look, that very first touch, I knew I would submit completely to you. You whisper growled in my ear and said “Mine” and that’s when I knew. To submit, to completely let go and lean into the space you led me into was what I needed and I had never felt so free, so accepted, so desired and so safe.

The desire in your eyes. From the time we met to the time we parted, the desire for each other was intense, the connection strong and the sex primal. I couldn’t get enough of you. You made me orgasm. Violently and relentlessly, again and again. My arse and my breasts were red from your spanking. Each strike took my breath away and had me begging for more.

Please, Sir, more.

Take me by the hand and show me more.

Let me be your Good Girl.