When you're in your bed at night, some thoughts run through your mind, a need might come over you, a need of the sexy kind
You slide a hand around your tits, your nipples stand up tall, you tug them, you twist them, but now you want it all
You slide out your babydoll, you're naked on your bed, you start to stroke your body, with your lover in your head
Hands running down your skin, you stroke your soft plump thighs, desire sweeps across you, you let slip out some sexy sighs
Now you have decided, its time to get quite rough, your feeling very horny and stroking ain't enough
So you go off to your toyboy, its so full of fun and games, what will you need tonight, that decision still remains
Obviously your butt plug, for you it is a staple must, you've had it for a long time, it's the one you really trust
Oh look you've found a pen, you write upon your skin, it says "fulfill all your desires, just push your fingers in"
You write your masters name, or Daddy owns this bit, you will want marks tonight, your crop will see to it.
Crop hits on your soft plump mound, that will mark for sure, pain washes over you, as your body screams and begs for more
You close your eyes and clamp your teeth hard upon your tit, that will leave a bruise for sure, then you strike another hit
Juices flowing wildly, the pleasures mixed with pain, each smacks like your lovers cock thrust, so you crop yourself again
Now you get onto your knees, its time to spank your arse, a slow solid spanking, you must not cum to fast
Everytime you land a blow, your lovers in your dream, it's him that you wanting beating you, its him or so it seems
He is the sexual fantasy, that hides behind your eyes, when your alone in your room, his face will be the guide
Guiding you to a climatic orgasm, in your mind you feel his touch, when you're finger fucking yourself, its him deep inside your crutch
Pussy sore and bruised, bite marks, and red raw cheeks, these will be reminders, you'll hope they'll last for weeks
You glance into the mirror you're just about to cum, dirty words cover you, there's hand prints on your bum
With a shudder and a scream, you are finally there, juices soaks your bedding, there's sweat caked in your hair
Flat on your back, your finished, your body feels so sore, you think of him an simply smile, the toys fall to the floor
You get cleaned up, you shower, the sex is washed away, you put away your sex toys, until another day
Sliding back into bed, you find crops welts are quite deep, you rub your fingers over them, a slowly start to sleep
