Letter to Whitman

My Dearest Whitman,

You know I'm very so very submissive, and you know I'm always trying to make sure that you're getting maximum pleasure.  I'm always willing, always game, always ready to play, ready to give or get. Whatever you want, I want. BUT…

I always care. About myself. On some level. Somehow, there's always my own voice in the back of my mind, wondering if you'll go further. Wondering how much I can take, wondering if I'm doing a good enough job, whatever we're up to. Is this going to look silly, sound silly, am I too jiggly? Me, me, me.

I've written before about wanting to ‘deepen my submission' to you. But what does that mean?I want to totally give in to you. I want to spend hours upon hours as only an object for your pleasure and amusement. I want to be your plaything, whatever game you want to play. If it amuses you to do nothing with or to me, then so be it. I want to wait for you. I want to wait ON you.

Sometimes when I think of being ‘very submissive' to you, it actually involves some sort of domesticity. Taking care of you…bringing you food, drinks, whatever you need, and then waiting my turn. Hoping there IS a turn. Hoping I do a good job and don't have to be punished. Some part of me wants to be babied and treated like your sweet plaything. I want to sit at your feet and wait on you to pet my head. I want you to tell me I'm a good girl.

Sometimes when I think of being ‘very submissive' to you, it involves me physically pleasuring you in any and every way you see fit. Bathe your balls with my tongue while you have your morning coffee? Yes, sir. Tongue your ass? Yes, Please. Massage your whole body with fragrant oil? My pleasure, obviously.

Sometimes when I think of being ‘very submissive' to you, it involves being your toy, a totally objectified dirty whore of a spank-toy, fuck-toy, whip-toy, suck-toy, whatever-you-want-to-do-to-me-toy.  When you cinch my waist in tight and I can't fully breathe, you'll say that's too bad, which is perfect. I want to have both sets of lips dripping with desire for you, to beg for your cock and be denied. I want you to slap my face for asking. Fill my mouth for talking.

I want to be so deep in my submission to you that I don't think about myself. I want to be able to give myself physically, mentally, and emotionally to you, right down to the core. Please.

Love Always,
Your Sex Fairy
xxx

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