outdoors – Page 2

They took her someplace where she could be herself, regardless of what that looked like.

I think I’d like to take a bath in front of someone one day. I’ve taken showers with people before, but never baths.

But the thing is here that I don’t want to take it so much with you as I do in front of you. I want to be watched, scrutinized. I don’t want to be helped, just sort of monitored.

It’s a barely sexual thing, really. If you touch yourself or shove your cock down my throat, you’ll honestly ruin it. Same with grabbing my hair and riding my face, if you’re of that gender. It’s an appeal to the vague little girly leanings I have sometimes. Maybe.

But I just want you to watch and exercise some restraint. I just want to feel like I’m under glass sometimes. And there’s always time for that other stuff later.

I haven’t had any knife-related fun in quite a while now. This is actually kind of tragic. So, now I just get cravings. I get eager just thinking about it. My toes curl. My nerves feel rubbed raw. I’m fairly sure this is symptomatic of addiction.