Everyone has a Gemini that lies within their core, it beats back and forth in a constant war that only ends when either of the sides are completely satisfied. This is the situation that has me in a deep query of myself. Growing up, I have been mousy and quiet, reserved and refined; yet, holding a silent power within me. It was through my mute manner that I obtained everything a girl could want. Since I hardly uttered a word, what I said held weight and everyone listened; and ultimately trapped into my web of wanton needs. They felt honored that I choose to break my vow of silence for them and that they had to appease me in order to show respect for such a grand gift that I have given. It was only a trifle for me, a few words and poof in my lap was the object of my desire, truly it is no wonder why or how I became so dominant and spoiled as I am.

Yet inside there is a inner dragon that is about to burst. She slithers when ever a cute guy crosses my path, we sway in tandem as our eyes cross over a hard cock waiting for our taking. The outer layer, the dominant diva, says NO, make him wait. Simmer his fire so that you can be sure he truly wants you! Peak his desire then take it away, be crafty and own his mind, body and soul. This isn’t so easy , so simple as it sounds. No longer does simple silence work; no now I need to use my feminine wilds and tongue of malice to put a stud or sissy in his proper place. I tease them to the point of crying, then I back down and watch the tears flow as they begin see that NO, they will no be able to get anything out of me; then I begin to tease again.

That dragon is still there though, screaming and writhing for me to ride that hot stud cock rather than tease him in agony. She wants me to pump my self upon him while be belts out my name on the top of his lungs, longing to cum but wanting the pleasure of heaven continue, for he has never had a ride like this. She wants me to show him what a real orgasm is, while our bodies ride together in a cosmic storm of passion and rhythm of thunder.

It is hard to curb that dragonian urge, but suppress I must, for I can not show that I want it as much as he does. I must remain with the reigns in my hand, for submissive is not one of the goals that even the dragon has, though she rides that thin wire. The tiger and dragon will never be tamed but have different wishes and wants; its the balance that is hard to keep but this woman can manage.

My only question, what is your inner Gemini, and how can you tame it?