BDSM is Love

A busy day that it was, I spent most of it wishing I was at home with Master. When the time came to come home I was hungry. We went out to get something to cook for dinner and then back home. The whole time I was feeling lonely and separated from Master.

Now that night had come, I was feeling anxious to feel him, to hold him and it was getting bad. I want him. I admit it, I’m horny. I hope sleep doesn’t overtake me before I get all that I need and want from him. My Master calls his slut to bed.

–luna