It’s adorable how you think a piece of plastic can feel better than my cock. It’s cute- really. Last I believe you were the one who was cock drunk while your cunt spasmed around me.
A sub saying “I’m yours” or “you own me” brings out my most possessive guttural feelings. That’s right baby, you’re fucking mine. Every inch of you belongs to me. Your body? Mine. That pretty hole? Mine. Your soul? Mine. Fucking hell.
Fall into my hands, pet. Become dependent on my every whim. Be on your knees for me when I come home, suck my cock under my desk. Become completely and entirely mine.
Fall into my hands, pet. Become dependent on my every whim. Be on your knees for me when I come home, suck my cock under my desk. Become completely and entirely mine.
My knife twirls over your soft skin. It starts right above your collarbones and trails all the way down to the tight skirt you wear. “Won’t be needing this,” I cut the band, the skirt fluttering to the floor. “Now spread,” I say, tapping the point of my knife against your knee.
An adorable little mutt on their knees at my feet. Tongue curling around the head of my cock as they take my length down their throat. My fingers would wrap tightly in their hair, thrusting into their mouth, the sweet gagging sounds pulling groans from deep in my throat.