The Whore in Me

I am a whore.  As long as I've been aware of my sexuality, I've known that I was different.  I've know that the level of passion I was capable of was not what other woman understood, experienced, or desired.

Let me clarify.  I am not for sale.  I refer simply to all of the delicious decadence I seek, crave, and willingly indulge in to satisfy the dark sensuality that defines a core aspect of me.  For the right partner - one that is my equal - I will do anything to please, pleasure, and satisfy.  I will demand a battle of power and occasional submission to my will.  I want to bask in the more intense physical, emotional, and mental aspect of that sweet experience called sex.  Those acts that so many women snub their noses at or judge when they hear others performing...those are my sweet vice.

I am a whore who needs a hard, nasty, beautiful fuck that brings me to my mental, emotional, and physical knees or fills me up until I fly on a a mental, emotional, physical high.  I am a greedy, demanding bitch.  I am a difficult handful that requires a firm hand - not to tame, but to set free.

Set me free.

~ Naughty Mistress Kat