Honestly, I don’t want anything I don’t already have. I mean another piece of jewelry is always nice. Clothing is always welcome. But what I want is a man who trusts me and whom I trust. A who loves me and whom I love. A man who isn’t afraid to enforce the rules we have both established and agreed upon. If there was one thing, it would be time. More time without the hassles and stress of the real, outside world.
More time over his knee. More time with his cock in my mouth. More time in his arms. More time bound immovable by his rope work or his word. More time to see to his comfort and pleasure. More time with his cock buried inside of my body. More time preparing for his arrival home. More time wet with anticipation of his touch.