I don't think she would accept me if I told her my fantasies. I just feel so animalistic around her, so primal, yet there is nothing I can do to get it out. She's so beautiful, so painfully innocent. For f***s sake, she was a virgin when we met, how could I possibly expect her to be into sadomasochism? She balks when I talk about tying her up, could you imagine if I choked her? Or hit her with a crop? Maybe a gag ball? God, now I'm hard again, imagining her writhing underneath me, a little gag ball in her mouth as I smack those perky n****e with my crop.
Shutting the journal with a thud, I try to push the thoughts out of my mind, to ignore the throbbing c**k between my legs, but it's no use. The more I try to resist, the more I crave the sweet release of domination. I know I shouldn't pus
