Most days I am completely convinced I have multiple personality disorder. All the different emotions run through my body at any given moment, surging to the surface or getting locked away deep within myself. Each personality fights for her own space, her own unique needs, all while trying to please the beast within my groin as well.
My dominant personality is Amanda. She is crazy and funny and happy all the time. She likes cuddles and sensual love, believes in true love and expects romance. She is perky and so optimistic it would make anyone pull his/her own hair out. She will leave you completely satisfied in every possible way, touching you gently and leaving tiny kisses all over your body. She expects nothing in return but only exists for your pleasure. Being with her for the night makes you believe in fairy tales and happy endings, easing your mind and soothing all your scars. She likes it missionary, staring into your face as she makes you breathless, making you levitate, and softly, sweetly caressing you as you both fall back into the cloudlike bed, spooning for hours.
My favorite personality is Miranda, the evil mistress. A slut by day and night. Temptress to the core, she corrupts anyone she meets. Believes that sex can cure all wounds. Will get behind whatever fetish you have, one hundred percent, because she lives to turn you on. Will take abuse of all sorts and turn it into sexual aggression. She likes being in control and pushing you to your limits. She is sexually adventurous and would never say no to anything if you are into it with her. Her favorite thing to do in bed is let you watch her stoke her own fire, her red-tipped fingernails pinching her own nipples as you harden in preparation to ravish her.
There is Zoey who wants to be subdued. She is outspoken and lively with an energetic libido to match. She craves being controlled. Bondage and following directions make her wet. She likes to be completely naked, lying in wait for you to treat her however you wish. She doesn’t like pain, just being commanded. She never wears underwear or bras, so she is always prepared. She longs to be worn out, body and soul. Leaving bruises or scars on her body makes her horny all over again. Be warned, though-- she despises touch other than sexual touch. Hugs are not her thing. Ties, scarves, and handcuffs, however… She loves it when you bend her over and push her face down and enter her from behind forcefully, igniting her flesh as it rubs roughly on whatever is beneath her as you thrust deeply into her.
