The Search

We search.
Seeking the one.

The one to fulfill our desires.
Soothe our cravings.
Satisfy our desperate needs.

We search.
For each other.

Could you be what I need?
Are you simply looking for me?

Do you close your eyes and wish for my hot, wet mouth?
My hands stroking your pleasure.
In your dreams am I underneath you?
Begging for more, taking everything you'll give me.

Do you want what only I can give you?
The consuming passion.
The seductive pleasure.
Your breathless peace.

Let me ease the ache you have.
Be your sweet bitch.
Let me take you deep into my mouth until you're lost.

Bend me over.
Bury yourself in my heat.
Take exactly what you desperately crave.
Give me the pleasure that I long for.

Ask.

Demand.

Take.

I will give.

Eager and oh so willing.

Let me please you.

Could you handle me?
Would I be enough?
Would I be too much?

Or am I exactly what you've always wanted?
~ Naughty Kat

Mind Fuck

Oh yes...the delicious Mind Fuck everyone so chats about and plays with.  The fear they inspire.  The confusion they direct.  The anguish they mold.  Bravo to those doms for giving their subs and slaves what works for them.  But my idea of a Mind Fuck is quite different.  Imagine that...me not following tradition even in a non-traditional scene.  *sigh*  Must I always do things the hard way?

The mind is the most powerful and sensual organ we have.  Without it we are nothing but rutting animals in heat.  My hope and wish as a sub... My challenge and focus as a Domme...  My vision of a Mind Fuck is the exploration and exploitation of the mind to amp up my lover's sexual energy to never before experienced heights.  A journey where my lover abandons today, stresses, concerns...reality completely and becomes so deeply entrenched in me - in us - in the sexual power and energy we create that the need to be in that moment and for more is as necessary as breathing.  To lose yourself in another...in the pleasure we create.  To drown in the ecstasy that we bring together through a strong foundation of trust, intention, communication and effort.  To create such a physically, emotionally, and mental sexual experience that when their orgasm finally breaks or the scene finally winds down, the release is shattering.

As a sub I want to be mindless with pleasure.  Driven to need my lover's touch like I need air.  Completely at the mercy of my lover's skill, control, and demands.  To forget thought, reason, resistance, and my guards and absorb all that my lover will give me.  To be pushed past where I am me and exist only as a sexual tension and energy that explodes at my lover's will and desire.

As a Domme I want my lover to be lost in me.  All resistance disintegrated, where nothing exists but my every touch, my delicious tongue, my hot wet mouth, my juicy cunt, my hot tight asshole...everything that is me.  To crave me and what I do like a fucking drug they can't get enough of.  To know I am the One.

Nothing through blood curdling fear.  Nothing through confusion.  Nothing through gut wrenching anguish.

Simply because the pleasure I/we have created of the mind and the body is so fucking good it's never enough.

*shrug*  But that's just me.  I'm really just a baby in this new world.  Maybe I have unrealistic expectations.  Again...imagine that?  lol
~Naughty Kat

The Chains

I struggle against the chains that bind me.
Those that have slowly weaved their way around me.
The ones I've placed on myself.
And the few I have left from society's demand.

I fight.
I defy.
I rebel.

All fail.
None can, will, or want to succeed.
I give my best.
Yet it's never enough.

The chains bite.
I bleed.
My fault.
I shouldn't have struggled so.

Silly emotions cloud reality.
Useless desires never meant to be satisfied.
Is the road to peace really in a patchwork of pieces?

A mistress is better than a fool.
Just as truth is better than illusion.
An empty bed is better than unending failure.
Just as harsh reality is better than heartbreak.

I question my sanity.
I question my strength.
I question my needs.
I question my desires.

I've never known faithful.
I've never known true.
I've never seen happiness.
I've never seen denial.

Always open and willing.
To her affection.
To her desires.
To her warm, willing cunt.

A constant search for more.
An unending quest for adventure.

The chains bite.

I bruise.
I bleed.

Yet I continue to struggle.
Against a fate I have no hope to escape.
~ A Mistress

Do You Want?

Do you want what I want?
The passion.
The heat.
The darkness.

Will you surrender to us?
My needs.
Your desires.
Our fantasies.

Rough.
Hard.
Delicious.

Control.
Submission.
Power.

Show me your strength.
Show me how much you want me.
Wake the whore in me.

Your hands firm and demanding.
My hot, wet mouth greedy and open.

My body begging for more.
Your hard, thick shaft taking all.

Leave the boundaries of your life behind.
Let our cravings run free.
Take me how you've always wanted.

No sweet nothings.
No soft lies.

Hot, greedy surrender and demands.
Push. Take. Claim.

Prove to me I'm your sweet, wanted whore.
~Naughty Kat

Indulge

Indulge me in my desires.
Let me drown in the pleasure.

He gave me a taste.

Teased and demanded.
Gave and received.

The play of power.
Flesh and leather.
Yes. Take me.
Yes. Make me.

Deeper than before.
Lost in the ecstasy.

Fulfill our dark desires.
Dance in the shadows.

I crave.

More.
More.
Give me more....
~Greedy Whore

I Crave...

I want.
I need.
I crave.
So I search...

To give seductive pleasure.
To receive sweet naughty blessings.

To take.
To provide.
To share.
To bask in the possibilities in me.

Will you help me find release?
Or will you sit on the sidelines never to experience all that can be?
Let me fill those dark empty places you try to ignore need satisfied.
Let me find my peace within your arms.

I crave dark desires.
I pace my cell looking for release.

See me.
Want me.
Join me.
Come with me into the darkness.
~Mistress Kat

My Struggle to Be Me

I'm struggling. To find my way. To find my place. To find my freedom.

The whore that I am needs to explore, discover, and conquer. I crave so many things. Yet I've found little outlet for my needs. Am I too much? Do I need too much? I often wonder if I'll ever be truly satisfied. What will it take? How many would it take?

I've yet to find answers.

My lover...a complicated mix of safe possibilities and dead ends.

And I tread a fine line sharing with those closest to me. They either don't want to know. Or aren't comfortable with this side of me.

I'm pacing this cage. The need to break out overwhelming. I want to run free and find me.
~Naughty Kat