Awww, look at you already panting for a “good girl” like it’s oxygen. I barely glance your way and you’re scrambling to impress me. So eager. So desperate. It’s adorable how easy you are to train when you’re this needy. Keep going… maybe I’ll say it. Maybe… ♡
"that's it, princess" murmured against a racing pulse as euphoria crashes through you, adding another orgasm to the score for that night, every little touch scorching your skin and making your nerves fry. the cruel teasing of barely-there touches ghosting across your inner thigh.
Oh, look at you. Acting all brave and strong and tough. It will be so much fun to break you. To pull you apart bit by bit. To see exactly how you tick. Oh, I’m sure you’d try to resist. That’s half the fun, princess. The other half is the cute sounds you’ll make under me.