Playfully Wicked

I want to live this lifestyle more than ever before. I explored it briefly years ago, but now I’m more open and more aware of what I want. I want to do what he wants me to do. I want to push my limits—not in a harmful way, but in a way that feels intentional and desired. Doing what he wants turns me on, even if I can’t always explain why. The control and power I want to give him isn’t about him overpowering me. It’s because I want him to have it. I need him to have it. That choice is mine. If he wanted me to be with other men, I would be willing. If he wanted to watch me with other men, I would be willing. I want to dress sexier for him. I would wear whatever he asked me to wear—for him, or even for someone else if that was what he wanted. If he told me to do something, I would do it—or accept the punishment. I’ll admit that sometimes the punishment is even more exciting. Pain can be pleasurable to me, especially when it comes from him exerting control and showing ownership over wha...