I dont degrade her to be cruel, I do it because she gets wet every time. I know shes been holding her breath all day waiting for me to tell her shes nothing. The way she flushes when I pull her against me & whisper “look at u, sweetheart so tired of pretending you’re in control.”
You were a doll in his arms. The rhythmic stretch and fold of his abs at your back added another sensation that only barely distracted from the pressure building in your belly. dwarfed your tiny frame, only too happy to manipulate your body into his personal cocksleeve.
One snap of my collar locking around your throat and you’re trapped there forever. Every touch sets you on fire, every word I say sinks straight into your empty head. Everything feels electric when you’re my good little puppy. You’re already aching for it… aren’t you?