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No Such Thing as Vanilla He’s moving slowly inside me. One of his hands holds one of mine. His whole body presses against me, rocking back and forth slowly. His lips are on my ear. “You won’t come again for a long, long time.” I nod my acceptance softly as he sweeps my hair out of my eyes. He kisses my temple. “You’re mine.” “Yes, Sir.” He maintains his slow pace. It’s soft and sweet. Even so, I’m excruciatingly close to orgasm. An orgasm he won’t allow me. If you took away his words, this sex would look so vanilla. There are no cuffs or chains or clamps. He’s not pounding into me. He’s not even fucking my ass as he often does. There was a time when sex like this would make my skin crawl. The slowness and the sweetness made me restless, and I wanted it over as soon as possible. Vanilla sex was never that great at holding my attention. I needed more. I needed hair pulling and nails digging into my hips and primal fucking. Or at least, I thought I did. I needed ownership—the mental calm that comes from being controlled by someone who craves my obedience. And here, I feel his ownership in every single moment. I know that I am a girl who doesn’t get to choose. I don’t choose when he fucks me or how, or whether I will be allowed release. I don’t even think about it. I just do what he chooses for me to do and feel what he chooses for me to feel. That’s it. At this moment, his slowness and sweetness feel deliberate and controlled. They are part of his control over me. And I find myself needing it—his soft kisses and caresses and his slow rocking back and forth inside me. Every touch feels like a reminder that I am his. He gives me a soft shhhh as I begin to whimper. “I know little one. I know it’s hard, but you’re so beautiful when you struggle for me. You’re such a good girl. The best girl.” He kisses my neck as he keeps a steady rhythm inside me. I am calm and present at this moment with him. It doesn’t feel vanilla to me at all. I’m not even sure that’s possible when he is him and I am me. Owner and property. I am his in all ways, even the soft and sweet ones. There’s nothing vanilla about that.  "Men need to hunt. She obviously understands this. She’s offering herself as prey. Not easy prey. But willing.” |
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Normal is a myth. There is no such thing. Social standards are bordered within the law. What exists between people, is what is natural rather than normal. Human are animals and naturally predators an prey.
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Sounds to me like you just found the proper sauce to put on the top of your vanilla to make the flavor perfect for you
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Quite lovely indeed!! You're what every Daddy desires... a very submissive little girl!
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Take what you need, need what you take.
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paradise deferred...
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Even Frankenstein wound up being Abby Normal......   Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: [to Igor] Now that brain that you gave me. Was it Hans Delbruck's? Igor: [pause, then] No. Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: Ah! Very good. Would you mind telling me whose brain I DID put in? Igor: Then you won't be angry? Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: I will NOT be angry. Igor: Abby someone. Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: [pause, then] Abby someone. Abby who? Igor: Abby... Normal. Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: [pause, then] Abby Normal? Igor: I'm almost sure that was the name. Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: [chuckles, then] Are you saying that I put an abnormal brain into a seven and a half foot long, fifty-four inch wide GORILLA? [grabs Igor and starts throttling him] Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: Is that what you're telling me?
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slow and sweet : )
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Normal is a myth. There is no such thing. Social standards are bordered within the law. What exists between people, is what is natural rather than normal. Human are animals and naturally predators an prey.
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This life is what you make it!
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It's a good reminder that things aren't always black and white. "Men need to hunt. She obviously understands this. She’s offering herself as prey. Not easy prey. But willing.”
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