I knew I needed to give him space but I don’t want space anymore. I miss him. Maybe I’m being a brat, maybe I just want his undivided attention, want him to spank me and withhold my orgasms and be brutal with me because that’s when I know he loves me most. When he bullies me before, praises me during while degrading me, and then holds me so tenderly afterward, petting me for being such a good girl.
