look how pretty you are for me. promising me that you wouldn’t pleasure yourself, but seeing you now with your eyes closed, your mind filled with scenarios of being controlled, and fighting the urge to move your hands lower to chase that high again, i’ll give you permission.
You couldn't dare do what you want to my body, right bunny? You're to afraid that your master would laugh at your attempt of pleasing me the way I make you. It's okay my darling, let me teach you how to please me, maybe then. I'll call you my good girl