In Your Eyes

I see the light and the heat
in your eyes
oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light
the heat I see in your eyes

~Peter Gabriel

As you may have read (or maybe not) music has a powerful impact on my kink. and this is a song that speaks to something that I see in her when we are playing. She gets a look in her face when I push her to be lost in the heat of the moment whether it is from impact play or even just from submitting. I saw it again when we had some time on out last kids free weekend. This song started running through my head today as I remember what we had done, how much I enjoyed it and it even caused me to text her while she was out schlepping the big haired teen to football.

“I want to lick your sweet cunt”

And I do, just thinking about it I envision all the ways I could do it… do I just hold her down and consume her? Do I chain her to the bed so that the cold metal on her skin provides a contrast to the heat of my mouth on her? The possibilities tumble through my mind like the worlds dirtiest flipbook.

But really none of that is important because the thing that will take this from something that makes me twitch to something that makes me hard as a rock will be that look in her eyes, the combination of fear and lust. The “Oh yes Sir and the “Oh no Sir” as I make her come, and then come again. It is intoxicating to see her lose control and almost panic with the intensity of it all. To know that I brought her to this place and control her every reaction, that she is at my total mercy. It brings my dominance out in ways that I don’t think I will be ever able to capture in words, but the absolute submission I see them, in that moment, knowing that her protests mean nothing and that I will wring every drop of pleasure from her until she is broken and then to take my pleasure in her, is a gift I never thought I would ever get to have.  It is passion and desire and fulfillment and everything that makes us, well us, captured in that ever so brief, but ever so enduring moment.

As Peter says at the end.

Accepting all I’ve done and said
I want to stand and stare again
‘Til there’s nothing left out, oh whoa whoa
It remains there in your eyes
Whatever comes and goes
I will hear your silent call
I will touch this tender wall
‘Til I know I’m home again, oh

(In your eyes) In your eyes

Michael

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rzB8Jx72LYo