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Letters form syllables, which translate into sounds that speak words, which make up our names. Words are powerful; therefore there is power in a name.
I don’t know about you, but under normal circumstances if someone calls me out of my name its grounds for World War II. The disrespect felt after someone calls you out of your name lingers in your mouth like morning breath and I don’t like it. Its something about being called a name that makes you feel unloved and allows repugnance to creep in and it messes with your mind.
There is one instance where name-calling is always fair game and that when we are speaking the
language of love. Let me share a secret; I’m a dirty filthy stinking whore cunt bitch and I like it. It’s all part of my own kink but being degraded, for lack of a better word, during sex turns me the fuck on. Not only calling me your little cum bucket but MAKING me your little cum bucket is the ultimate high.
In my sick mind, there is an intimacy with being on a level where nasty names can be shared and feelings aren’t hurt. Where in between us swapping spit and bumping clits you whimper in my ear I’m daddy’s favorite toilet and you wanna make a deposit; I really like that.
They say the line between someone laughing with you and at you is very thin, but I enjoy tittering on the edge. Does dirty talk turn you on as well, or do I have a complex I need professional help for?
I don’t know about you, but under normal circumstances if someone calls me out of my name its grounds for World War II. The disrespect felt after someone calls you out of your name lingers in your mouth like morning breath and I don’t like it. Its something about being called a name that makes you feel unloved and allows repugnance to creep in and it messes with your mind.
There is one instance where name-calling is always fair game and that when we are speaking the
language of love. Let me share a secret; I’m a dirty filthy stinking whore cunt bitch and I like it. It’s all part of my own kink but being degraded, for lack of a better word, during sex turns me the fuck on. Not only calling me your little cum bucket but MAKING me your little cum bucket is the ultimate high.In my sick mind, there is an intimacy with being on a level where nasty names can be shared and feelings aren’t hurt. Where in between us swapping spit and bumping clits you whimper in my ear I’m daddy’s favorite toilet and you wanna make a deposit; I really like that.
They say the line between someone laughing with you and at you is very thin, but I enjoy tittering on the edge. Does dirty talk turn you on as well, or do I have a complex I need professional help for?
7 comments:
If you have a complex then that makes two of us in need of professional help. :-)
You know, I've never been into dirty talk. Not that I dislike it, I've just not really indulged a lot. When I have though, or he has, or she has, it certainly does add a nice blast of heat to already steamy proceedings.
I THREE, must need professional help. I think it's the sounds of sex that turn me on ALMOST as much as the feeling of it.The dirty talk, the gushes, the splashes, the sounds of skin slapping together...I love it all.
Thanks for the imagery Haute - I'm off to recreate the image!
See.. I'm going to have to get in line for an evaluation as well because this is totally my shit! I love the face slapping, throat grasping, spit in mouth nastiness of it all!! We sooo need to take KC on the road!
I forgot about the sounds of sex Haute.. sounds like a new post to me!!
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