You test men, it's what you do. It's what all bitches do, but you, you're good at it. You learned the game early, and you learned it well. Tempt and tease, Push and pull, maybe baby, maybe not. You don't even have to try, they lose of their own free will, and lose they do. Steadily. Reliably. Boringly.

The only problem is, when they lose, you lose too.

You know you're a bad girl but that's not your fault. You test men, but what you need is to be tested. Test and bested, brought down and bedded, you need it so much and you need it bad. You demand a man who commands, whose going to put your saucy ass exactly where it needs to be - spread and spanked, fucked and filled, with no question in direction of exactly who is doing the fucking, and who is getting fucked.

And yeah you'll never admit it, but the truth of you is told between your legs, where you get wet for the sound of his belt, sliding so sensuously through the loops. Your sweet slit swells for the crack of black leather, applied hot and hard to your so-shapely ass. It isn't a choice, it's automatic, cause and effect, nature in motion. It's, what you yearn for, what you burn for, what you'd surrender your soul and mind for, if you could only find the man who can. Your blood pumps, your heart pounds, for him, you can feel it now as your breath comes short. Your heart pounds for him to pound you, wide spread and taken, but only after he's put you right in your pace.

Oh yes, you get wet for that. You're wet right now, at the very thought. And what your slutty self is going to do is slide your hand down to your plump and pouting pussy. Slide your hand down and feel your response, clit stiff and throbbing, slippery-slick and ready to be ravished. Slowly, secretly, just you and me are going to witness what happens when you're made to pay, when you get tested to see what you can take. Feel that burst of pleasure as you read, as you breath, as you live in your mind what you need in your life. Face down, ass up, flushed red in your face, striped red on your ass, and with joy in your heart because you've found the place where you're safe in surrender, free to plead, to cry, to let be revealed all you'd otherwise conceal, breathing, writhing, riding the snap and burn, and taking it to show that yes, yes, yes you can, for the right man. You can and you will, because it's your thrill. You're not now the tester, but the tested, put through your paces, it's your place to prove the worth of your groove, secure in the knowledge you suffer to serve. You scream but you smile because you know in a while you will get your reward pumped in hard, hard, hard. You'll take it deep till I'm done and then, only then, you'll have passed, and have won. You're mine and I'm yours.

You need it, you know it. Climax right now.