I’m not here for flirting. I’m not here for slow seduction. I’m here to be taken.
I want your hands on my throat before I can breathe a word.
I want to be thrown to the ground, my clothes ripped away, my body ***d open for you.
I want you to pin me so hard I can’t move, my wrists bruised from fighting back before I give in completely.
I want to feel your weight crushing me down, hear your voice telling me I’m nothing but a hole for you to use.
I want to be left marked, raw, dripping — ruined for anyone else.
If you know how to take without asking, if you can make me fight, beg, and finally break…
prove it.


