i won’t pretend to be attracted to a submissive male for one second, but to witness a Dominant

i won’t pretend to be attracted to a submissive male for one second, but to witness a Dominant male weak with pleasure renders me speechless. It’s a sense of gratitude that provokes the submissive in me. i love seeing His head thrust back, watch His cum travel from the base of His cock, and feel it dispense on my tongue. Almost as if i’m inside Him and somehow watching it all take place from a view impossible to perceive. His panted breaths struggle to escape His lungs as He quivers in my mouth and fights the urge to remove my head from His shaft. It’s the ultimate sense of pride that i’ve helped release the tension that’s been pent up for days. The energy that’s been squirming around in Him begging to come out. The same release He could administer on His own, but voluntarily saves for me. Not because He has to, but because He wants to. i actually feel my submissiveness take a bow. And it doesn’t even matter if He shifts His focus to me afterwards, because i’ve already done what i sought out to do. What i crave every single day, without the words to explain why. i just need it. To give. To please; not just please; please Him. And in my head i know it sounds irrational, but it’s all i’ve ever wanted to do, and the fact that He derives pleasure from using me, is just a bonus. It makes no difference. i’m here to serve. Everything else is just an advantage. He could tear me up into little pieces and throw me away and i’d still be obliged. Thank You Sir, for letting me serve You! Copyright © youryounglady -- source link

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