Right now my mind is all over the place. I can’t concentrate and I can’t get anything done.
Everywhere I look I see distractions and I see temptations.
Biteable bottoms, pinchable nipples, pullable long hair.
It’s pissing me off.
I’m in a ‘sex rage’. Yes, a sex rage. It happens about once a month, lasts about 3-4 days and I’m really suffering.
There is only one treatment for this.
No, not ordinary sex. If only it were that simple.
What I need is a sex fight, it needs to be evenly matched and it needs to be no holds barred. Rough, sweaty, violent.
Only then will be sex rage subside.
I’m not sure if this happens to other guys, or women?
Houseguest has deliberately stayed away. Letting my rage build into an inferno. She saw the signs in me a few days ago, the restlessness, the little bites and nibbles I kept giving her.
So now it’s time for the treatment.
We’ve both taken Thursday and Friday off work.
She will restrain me, bite me, whip me, pull my hair and put my tongue to work.
That will take the edge off it.
But then the restraints will come off….
Come Saturday morning Houseguest’s bottom will be red, my neck will be covered in scratches, my shoulders in bite marks.
We will both be sore to the touch but life will go back to normal.
Until next month….
Who treats your sex rage?
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