“You’re such a filthy cock sucking whore, I love it.”
My heart swelled with adoration, lust, and love.
And I said. . . “Yes Sir, I am your filthy cock sucking whore.”
There was a time not so long ago I would have taken offense to such a statement. Moments like these lets me know that even when I don’t feel him pushing me. When I don’t feel him taking me places that I may not have wanted to go, he is. He subtly pushes me to become better version of myself for him, and I love it.