I want to be ruined. Break me. Degrade me. Make me beg for it. I should be ashamed of what I’m typing, but the online dating profile did ask for my dirtiest fantasy. And this is mine.
Not something sweet or safe. I don’t want candlelight and compliments. I want to be used. Stripped bare. Told I’m a filthy little thing…and then worshipped for it. It’s twisted. It’s wrong.
But Desire is for people like me—kink first, no apologies. So here I am. I’ll be the good girl who begs to be bad. All I need now is the man who’ll make me say it.
