I mean, I’m just a girl. And despite being hyper independent and motivated and disciplined and completely able to take care of myself, I still have the *fantasies*. The ones that involve dating a very strong manly man who treats you, ahem, like a princess (I have never admitted this before). Someone who will take the time to get to know my taste, buy me an outfit I’ll love (tasteful, nothing sleazy), and lay it out with a little note like, “be ready by 8 xoxo”. Makes me blush to even think about! And even more than that, it makes me blush to think about all the things my nice strong man and I would do together upon getting back home! 

We’d probably be all over each other in the car, trying to keep our hands to ourselves, after all, you are still driving…but that doesn’t *I* can’t bunch up my dress around my hips and spread my legs out in the passenger's seat, and show you the little wet spot forming on the nice little silk panties I put on under the very nice little outfit you got for me. You’re white-knuckling this whole drive home while I tease you, and you practically carry me to the house, barely able to fit the key into the lock, ushering me through the door as quickly as possible, before pressing your big body against mine, fitting your hands and my hips and glueing your lips to my neck, just to smell my perfume and hear those little sounds I make when you kiss that one spot. We’re absolutely aching for each other.

Looking for a nice soft/pleasure/service dom type to play with, a little bit of a bfe xxx