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I just wanna choke you and slip my fingers into your panties while we snuggle so I can listen to your desperate whimpers
i want to take my time and tease a pretty girl until she’s shaking and whining and begging to cum. i want to pin her down and kiss her neck while rubbing her clit in gentle circles until she can’t take anymore
babygirl, did i say you could come? no. did i say that you could stop touching yourself? no, baby, i didnt. keep touching that wet pussy for me until you get close, then beg for permission.
your orgasms arent yours to have, princess. they’re mine to give.
now baby, imma sit on your face. i hope i can hear you ask for permission while i ride you.
concept: you’re sitting on the couch, me on your lap facing away from you and towards the movie on screen. your strap-on is deep inside me, and one hand gently trails its way up and down my body, scratching my thighs and pulling my chest. you bite at the back of my neck and under my ear and along my shoulders as you watch the movie. your other hand holds a vibrator against my clit. you’ve bound my hands to my thighs and my ankles to yours, gagged me and blindfolded me and made me wear noise-cancelling headphones. i can’t sense anything except your hand and your teeth and the vibrator. it’s on high, pressed right against my clit, and between that and the dildo deep in me I can feel my orgasm build and I’m right there and I’m so so close but just as I’m about to tip over you pull the vibe away. it hurts, to be denied again, and I sob with the disappointment of my lost orgasm. you press soothing kisses to my neck, whisper praises even though I can’t hear them, until I’ve calmed down and very slowly, you press the vibe against my clit again and begin to roll your hips into me.
you told me, before we began, that i’d get to come at the end of the movie.
ten minutes before the end, you paused it. that was forty-five minutes ago. you deny me for the nth time and smile against my shoulder as I cry.
“almost done.” you say soothingly, even though I can’t hear it. you wait til I’ve stopped shaking, and then, with the movie still paused, turn the vibe to its highest setting and start fucking into me. you don’t move it away this time, and as I cum, you press play.
“baby girl,” you chide, taking off my headphones and removing the blindfold. “you only had ten minutes left, you couldn’t hold it? that wasn’t very good of you.” around the gag, i sob. the orgasm ebbs away, but you don’t move the vibe, you don’t stop slow, heavy, hard thrusts into me.
i whine from the overstimulation, my bound ankles trying to pull away from yours. you stay firm, and i jerk in place. “ten minutes left,” you say with disappointment. “since you wanted to come so bad, how about ten more orgasms? you can do that for me baby girl, take your punishment so well? you wanna be good sweetheart, don’t you?”
i’m sobbing now, my chest heaving, my legs shaking, it’s starting to hurt, the vibrator, the thrusts, perfect painful pleasure washing over my body in waves. but i was bad already, i want to be good, i want to be a good girl, i want to be good for you. tears streaming down my face, i nod.
“that’s it baby girl, you’re so good for me” you praise and that and one more thrust tear my other orgasm from me. i scream through the gag. you bite my neck.
“nine more darling.” you whisper
This is one of those strictly fantasy things, but being like,,, a sugar baby to a rich ceo gf sounds amazing
Kept at home, dressed all pretty and kept wet and dripping for my rich hot domme?? Amazing
I just have this fantasy of her coming home from a hard day and collapsing on the couch and calling me over with a crook of her finger. I’ll crawl over and she’ll pet my head and hold it against her pussy and grind against my face and use me to come as many times as she want. I’ll moan against her and I’ll squirm in place but I️ won’t touch myself and she’ll me pull back and call me her good slut and kiss me gently, pull me up onto the couch and cuddle me against her.
She’s bored on her day off so she wakes me up with a bullet vibe on my clit and my hands tied above my head. She’ll edge me for hours, with her mouth and fingers and toys for no reason other than she wants to and only if she wants to will I come. And if she’s nice and let’s me, then she decides when I️ get to stop.
Taking me out to nice restaurants in clothes she picked, to functions and clubs hanging off of her arm, she’ll kiss up and down my neck in front of everyone and slip her hands in my panties and I’ll tremble and shudder and I’ll be so so embarrassed but so so proud because she chose me and I’m her best toy.
Calling me up to her office and bending me over her table and fucking me breathless. Pressing me up against the window and making me look out at all the people who could see me be taken by her. One hand in my hair, teeth on my neck, calling me hers, only hers.
Pampering me, buying me the nicest lingerie and vibrators, making me wear them wherever we go, taking me to nice hotels and making me scream into the sheets.
Making me her perfect little fuck toy and kissing me like I’m her most treasured possession
Do you want me to
be mean baby? You want me to tie you down so you can’t move, can’t squirm or writhe
when it gets too much? Is that it? Do you want me to edge you all night, edge
you until it hurts and then ruin every single orgasm I let you have until you
cry so pretty for me?
my corner 