hours of teasing and denial throughout the day. my fingers, tongue, & toys bringing you to the edge again and again. every time you gasp “i’m close” I stop and remind you, “not yet” by the time I finally let you, the only word left in your mouth is “thank you” over and over again
“Your mind switches off the second my words infiltrate that brain of yours. It was inevitable, the way that your thoughts aligned to my wishes.” You had meant to resist, but it was too late now. They had control. All that was left of you was arousal, and a desire to obey.