I have something to tell you.
I'm sorry I'm a little nervous.
No, no, nothing's wrong.
I just...
Look, we've been together for long enough.
I just think it's time for me to be fully honest.
Honey, no, nothing's wrong.
I promise I love you.
I love us.
There's just a little bit you should know about me.
About what I like.
Fuck, this is so hard for me to talk about.
Just give me a minute here.
I'm just nervous.
I don't want to fuck this up.
Okay, just let me get this all out before you react, please.
I want you to use me.
I want you to tie me up, spank me, fuck me however you want.
Treat my body like your toy.
I want you to make me beg to please you and I want you to tell me that you won't let me come until I have pleased you.
I want you to order me to my knees.
I want you to order me to strip or tell me how I need to dress when we go out for a special dinner.
I even want you to degrade me, to call me filthy names and mock me for liking it.
I want to feel a hint of fear when I offer myself to you, not entirely sure what you're going to do with me.
Just a tinge of uncertainty, enough to spice the love and trust I have for you.
I want you to...
Fuck.
I want you to tell me what I want, doesn't matter.
That it's my duty to please you without thinking of my own pleasure.
And I want these things because I trust you.
I love you.
I know that you'd never hurt me and I want to show you that trust by giving myself to you.
Giving you whatever you want, trusting that it will be neither too little nor too much.
Does that make any sense to you?
I need you to understand, at least a little.
I...
I just want to make you happy.
Yes, love, as long as I can remember.
I was the kid who wanted to be caught when we played Cops and Robbers.
Who wanted to be the one locked up.
Who...
Who reacted a little differently to everyone else in the classroom when we learned about castles and torture.
God, when I saw the movie version of Camelot and Guinevere was tied to the stake and...
No, no, no, I'm sorry, love.
I don't want to scare you and I don't really want you to hurt me.
I just want you to know what kind of fantasies I'm building into what I'm daydreaming.
When I come to you out of the blue, eyes wide and limbs loose and ask for just a kiss.
You've seen me dig my nails into my skin when I'm coming.
You know how I enjoy the bruises I'm constantly getting.
You know how I react when you hit me and when we're in bed and...
No, you know the whole of it.
I... I'm not expecting you to read my mind anymore and...
I don't want you to stop when I flinch.
I want you to push me further.
I don't know why I'm like this.
It's just...
Well, how I am.
Please say you understand.
I'm sorry it took me so long to say this.
I didn't want you to leave.
I didn't want you to think I was sick and twisted and that there was something wrong with me.
I just want you to love me and let me love you the way I know best.
Anything, love? Of course we can take it slowly.
I just want you to like this.
Taunt this too.
Anything?
Anything, love? Really?
Okay, of course I'll take my clothes off for you.
How can I please you, love?
You want to punish me for not telling you the truth sooner?
Yes, love, I do think I should be punished.
I should have told you all this years ago.
Thank you for allowing me to apologize.
Yes, oh yes, this does turn me on. Feeling you spank me, punish me, mark me as yours.
Oh god, thank you.
No, nothing's wrong.
I'm just really happy.
Thank you, love. Thank you so much.
May I please suck your cock?
Yes, god.
I love it when you pull my hair.
Let me take that beautiful cock down my throat.
You always love to fuck my mouth like this.
That's why I thought maybe you might like to use me like your little whore.
Am I a good little whore?
Please say that I am.
Thank you, sir.
I mean, can I call you sir?
Thank you, sir.
No, sir, I want you to come.
If that's what you want.
This night is about you, not me.
Come in my mouth, in my face, wherever you want and I'll be so happy.
Like I said, we can start this slow, just like this tonight.
Oh sir, I want it.
I want you to come.
Fuck my face a little, her to say.
Give it to me down my throat, please.
No, no, no, come back over here.
Please, sir, I can't waste any of it.
I'll be sick every last drop out.
Thank you so much, sir, my love.
Thank you for understanding and for letting me be your good little whore.
