Why Try?
by digitalharlot on Sep.02, 2011, under Need
It starts as a small hint of a feeling, a slight glance of something, a whisper on the wind, a touch of a name on lips, a feeling that seems to flit and wander through you, and then in a moment it seems to reach a crescendo and then it envelops you consumes you takes everything that you are, leaving you senseless un-controlled and wanton.
Each nerve screams to be taken to be used, your mind, locked down in the depths of your own depravity aching and needing. Its like a drug you have to have it, you have to give up that control, you have to be controlled, you have to feel that lash against the skin, that burning pain of desire.
Everything calls to it, as you sit squirming, feeling those nerves sparking your pleasure, the wetness that ebbs from you, those fireworks that start, that aching burn of desire, you can’t help it its an addiction its a need and it wont go till its fulfilled.
Teeth bite into lip as you sit and think on things, trying anything to get rid of the daydreams that flit through your head, stories of leather cutting into flesh, the feeling of skin against skin. Fantasies of fallen dreams, to be taken to be hurt to be fucked so hard that tears fall from eyes, the smudge of eyeliner running down pallid cheeks as the heavy weight of a body takes you as you cry out again and again. Wanting to be pushed so hard, to that limit needing to know how it feels to beg for it to stop, but to wanting it to carry on, that blissfulness of pain and the lack of control.
To give everything and nothing to be owned to be control, to be lost in your lust, to be consumed to be hurt to be powerless….to taste tears and blood, to ache and to be aching, it is all you and you can’t deny it , so why try…..
why try indeed?
