Stress Relief

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I hate seeing you so stressed. I can always tell when it's starting to build up. Everything about you feels tense, your expressions, your words, your movements, it all seems compressed under pressure, too tight, too stiff.

You don't like to ask me for help, but that's my purpose. I want to make you feel better, I need to. And so we've once again come to the point where I'm going to do what you need, even if you won't tell me you want it.

You haven't punished me for it yet, so I'll take my chances. So now it's my turn to ask you to come here, come into my arms, and let me take care of you. Let me serve you.

Let me worship you so thoroughly that the stress melts into meaninglessness. Please. Let me tell you what I have in mind, and then we'll see if you still feel like being stoic.

I can tell that everything is weighing on you, even if you never say anything about it. How tired you are, the way you snap at things that would normally make you laugh. Nothing seems to grab your attention anymore, not even me.

I can see the same thoughts going around and around in your head, the little lines around your eyes and the way your eyebrows crinkle up. It's like all you do is think and worry, worry and think. I don't know how to help you.

I've tried everything I can think of, cooking your favorite meals, giving you massages, buying you fancy scented candles. But it's like nothing works, and I just can't stand to see you like this anymore. So use me, use me to relieve your stress.

Please, let me help you the only other way I can think of. Use me, fuck me, destroy me and ruin me. I want you to use me like your own little toy as much as you need to.

I just want to make you feel good. Please, you can be as rough and aggressive as you need to, I want you to. I want you to pin me down and fuck me so hard that I'm scared my entire body will stop working.

I want you to pull my head back by my hair so I have to look in your eyes while you ram your cock down my throat. I want you to make me gag and make me work to keep breathing, to keep going even when there's tears running down my face and I feel like I might pass out. I want you to pick me up and throw me against the wall, not caring if the rough concrete scratches my skin when you yank my skirt up, pull my panties down, and thrust right into me.

I want you to pound my tight, wet pussy until my arms and legs go limp and the only thing keeping me there is you holding me up. I want you to wreck me, I know that you need it. I want to be your little whore to use and defile any way you want.

I want you to grab me by the waist, bend me over whatever surface is closest, pull my pants down, use one hand to grab my arms and pin them behind my back and the other to pull my hair, forcing me to look at you as you fuck me savagely, force me to stare into your eyes as you pound away, shivering with delight at that wild look in your eyes. I want you to fuck me until I lose my mind and all I can do is whimper and moan and cry for you, repeat your name over and over until I'm unable to even form words. I want you to fuck me until you lose your mind, reach that place where you are nothing more than an animal who needs to breed his bitch, and all of the worries and stress fade away and there's nothing but you inside of me, holding me down, using me however you want, whenever you want, wherever you want.

I want you to fuck my mouth, my cunt, my ass, I want every single part of me to be covered in your cum and marks from your teeth and hands and nails and the prints of whatever surface you have me pressed against left in my skin. I want to reach that point where you just look at me and I dissolve, already on my knees and ready, begging, fuck me, please, use me. I need it, I need you, because I can't stand watching you keep going like this, it's killing me, so please, please take me, use me as your little fuck toy, all yours, throw me onto the bed, the floor, the wall, the fucking kitchen counter, I don't care, part of me feels embarrassed to be so desperate for you, so fucking desperate to be a good slut for you, but all I can think about is how badly I want to serve you.

I want you to forget your fear of hurting me, make it hurt, I want you to try to break me, because we know I can take it, I will take it, like the good little slut that I am, and I will take it joyfully, and I will always, always be begging for more. I want you to leave me with my pussy sore and leaking over and over and over, so please, please let me help you, all I have left to offer you is my body and my submission, and I've already been yours this whole time, so take me, please, use me, I'm begging and desperate and I don't care, I don't even care if I cum, this isn't about me, this is about you, this is for you, I need to do this for you, please. I'm soaked and squirming just thinking about it, imagining you unhinged, a little crazy, frightening, letting that dark part of yourself out, too frustrated to try for restraint, so I'm offering myself to you, all of it, all of me, use me like your little whore, and fuck all that stress away, as hard and as rough and as often as you need to, and I'll be right here waiting for you, with a grin and dazed eyes, begging you to make me a mess all over again.