That "50 shades of grey" book...

It wasn't because of all the hoopla around the book, that had him going out to buy it, it was more the storyline that had perked his interest.
He had always wondered what it would be like...the idea of slight torture in the throes of passion...that borderline pain enhancing the depths of lustful yearnings...that control, being forbidden delicious heavenly release...rather that tortuous tease, a near abuse and disrespect of ones wishes....a taboo...an indulgence desired to be tested yet, feared and stayed clear of.
And now, it seemed this book would bring it out in the public forum, giving this unspoken kinky indulgence a voice and platform to be discussed and possibilities of actually finding the courage to indulge in such.
Needless to say....it turned out to be nothing as he thought it would...he felt cheated. But it did egg him on to explore what could be.
It wasn't that he was into that heavy stuff where safe words were required and the name of the game was more pain than pleasurable passion. He wanted to be under the control of a dominant woman who would know to take him to the edge yet, the sensual soft caresses, kisses, touch..the urgency of a woman wanting to f##k her lover...would still be predominant in her torture of him.
He needed that feminine touch too....the tease.

He knew where to find it.
She had that air...control...contrasted by the soft feminine curves...eyes dusky and deep...a mouth plump, alive with soft moans...she whispered sweet sexual possibilities commanding him to beg her to show him what she meant....
Every moan every groan ...every sigh....just as he thought she would allow him to give in ...allowing him the sweet surrender to explosive convulsions of throbbing horniness...she administered just enough pain to distract him from his need for release and ...then....once again...would caresses him gentle...having him yelp like a 'pup' of a man.
He had found his shades of erotic pleasure...he had found his playground of kinky forbidden luscious fruits....he would ask her...beg her for more...and she...?....she would torture him with painful seductive playfulness.

RB.