desk pet nuzzling into your thigh while you're busy and begging to make themself useful, batting their eyelashes and looking up at you with the sweetest eyes for a taste, the proud little grin on their pretty face when your hand goes to your waistband with silent permission...
fucking them in front of a mirror, pulling their head back so they have to watch themselves get fucked. stopping everytime their eyes close; βlook at the mirror, princess. look at how fucking pathetic you areβ¦how easy it is for Me to use you. such a pretty sight, isnβt it?β