your knees hit the dirt, wrists cuffed tightly behind your back. their boot nudges your chin up, forcing you to meet their eyes—dark, hungry, wicked under the brim of their hat. fingers ghost over your lips, teasing. "open up, princess. show me how good and pretty you can be."
oh you're so good, aren't you? deserving of all the praise coming your way, aren't you? you're doing so well. let it get to you. feed your ego. become addicted to the happiness you get here. because there's no one who could make you feel this way, is there?
shhh baby we’ve gotta be quiet our friends are just in the other room >.<
if you’re a good boy i might just touch you under your shorts next time 😽
#nsfwtwt#nsfwㅤㅤ