Dear Master,

I am writing to you today in regards to my anger I feel towards you. I know this letter is going to get me in trouble but I can’t behave myself anymore. I am not a well trained slut and I’ll admit to that. Give me whatever punishment you want after reading this, Im sure it cant get much worse. It has only been 4 days of denial, but thats 4 days with your toture and teasing. I know you’re enjoying this. I know you’re enjoying my whimpers and begging. But I can’t take it anymore. Though.. Youre not going to give in anytime soon, are you?

You have full control of my body. Full control over my soaking pussy, with my entire being in the palm of your hand. I am in a constant state of arousal because of you Master. My entire world is revolved around my horiness for you. You have made it hard to focus on anything but my throbbing clit. No matter how busy I try to stay, how distracted I am at work or with errands, the second I am alone, all of my focus goes on to arousing pulse. You have me exactly where you want me, I am in a constant plead to orgasm. All I can think about is cumming. All of my thoughts are about when I get to cum. It has only been 4 days, but I cannot take it. I need to cum so badly. I have soaked through my panties completely by this point, as my wetness is creaming at the entrance of my hole. It has built up in a pool of cream, because it has nowhere to go but trapped in the folds of my vulva. I want to taste myself for you, and to rub in the wetness, so that my entire pussy is covered in the juices of the pussy that you own. Please Master, I need to touch the pussy that is in your ownership. I know it belongs to you. And I want to pleasure it for you. But you won’t let me even touch my pussy, much less my nipples. I know, I know. I’m complaining. And good sluts should not complain to their Masters. I’m sorry. I should be grateful and appreciative to even feel my body be this turned on because of the graciousness that you provide to me. But it is so hard Sir. To be this turned on without being able to touch myself, I can’t Sir. You have created an absolute filthy slut out of me. I am at your absolute mercy, Master. You have complete control of my body, of my orgasm and of my pleasure. I could cum for you instantly whenever you ask me to. I am ready for you at any moment in the day to cum for you. Your pussy wants to cum for you so badly. I am aching. I am clenching. My body is tense and flushed, gripping my hair and my neck, as I am not allowed to touch any physical spot on the body that you own, for fear it will make me too aroused. 

I am already so aroused though, that no touching is even needed. I could cum with just your permission. I don’t need to rub my clit to give you my orgasms. I can just cum when you ask me to. Please ask me to cum Master. I can’t take it anymore. I need your permission to cum, and I need it now. I crave to feel the sensations of an orgasm, to satisfy the lust in my veins. I crave that release that only you can bring me. The release that is filled with ecstasy as I escape into euphoria. Please Sir, I am begging with all of my existence, to be able to orgasm for you. Let me worship you by cumming for you endlessly. I can give you as many orgasms as you want, until my body is absolutely broken and I have no more to give for anyone else but you. I know I am not a well behaved slut. I know I am not deserving to cum, but I beg and plead that you will find it in your heart to let me orgasm anyways. I will get on my knees. I will wear a blind fold and let you bound me to the bed. I will wear nipple clamps and a gag. Slap me. Spank me. Choke me. Use me however you want me Master, but please for the sake of my hungry arousal, please let me cum. Please let me orgasm. Please let me cum for you Master. 

Sincerely, Your filthy horny slut.