Desire to be his...desire to be taken into the dark. To be cut and bruised. Desire to wear marks of the darkest love. Desire to choke on a cock as tears flow down your cheeks. Desire to have your smooth flesh cut as blood trickles down your thighs..desire to be dark...to be his darkness. Desire to be that dirty secret that makes him want you. Desire to be loved so dark it scares you into falling for him. Desire to hear his laugh..his harsh voice whispering in your ear. Desire to feel his hands hurt you. Desire to beg for him, to cry for him to hurt you. Desire to need his darkness. Desire to feel him inside you. Desire to bleed for him, to cry for him to need and want you. Desire to need him, desire to be taken..to be used..to be his object. Desire to be his dark little desire....