Mark your body for me. Make a story out of it. Surprise me, little girl.
I etch his name around my nipple. My skin is his and I shan’t ever forget it.
Funny, I don’t mind other guys’ come you, but the idea of their names on your body? Tsk tsk..
I smile to myself, thinking this is cute. It humanizes him.
I might have to piss on you afterward, to remind you who you come home to.
I wish I always came home to him.
Write “daddy’s little slut” across your stomach.
I etch a tale along my curves, only scraping the surface of our story.
I want him to have me anyway he likes. I love him so.
I’ll send you to bed with come and piss on your face, kitten.
I wonder if daddy likes my marked-up body. Etched, bare skin for his eyes to drink in.
Oh you whore, I love the words.
I’m relieved and aroused.
Wear those markings the rest of the day slut.
Oh, fuck. I need to come.