the instant change in your face when you realize i’ve had enough of your little mouth. you want to be a handful today. an attitude kind of day? fine, i’ll put that energy to use. it turns me on anyway and deep down you know it.
i’m pinning your wrists to the headboard, bunching up my own panties and stuffing them right into your pretty mouth to shut you up for good. “there. that’s much better. mommy’s so sick of hearing you whine. look at how sweet and quiet you are now” but instead of looking worried, your eyes are gleaming with pure mischief. you literally smirk around the fabric, narrowing your eyes at me like you’re daring me to do worse. you look so pathetic and small trapped under me, it’s exactly where you want to be. biting down on the lace, eyes watering as i pull your legs completely apart.
i don’t even bother warming you up properly. i just start slapping your pussy. the loud and wet sound of my palm against your skin echoing. you let out a muffled high pitched screech into the makeshift gag. but the second my hand pauses, you use your jaw to aggressively spit my panties right out onto the pillow. looking straight up at me, breathless with a smug grin across your lips. "is that all you got? my own hand hits harder than that"
i jaw drop for a second before my grip tightens on your thigh, pinning you down “you’re really in the mood to test me, you really think you’re in control here” i give your pussy a few more slaps, then stop for a split second, just to watch you bite your lip to keep from crying from the lingering sting.
“aww are those tears princess? did that hurt my sweet girl?” i coo brushing a damp curl away from your forehead with so much tenderness before i casually spit directly onto the sting and shove three fingers deep inside you. “cry if you need to baby. let it out for me don’t hold back” the way your body violently arches and clamps around my hand when my cold spit hits where it stings.
the heat of my fingers already driving deep inside you. even then, you choke out a shaky desperate laugh against my neck "god your fingers are freezing... you need to work on your circulation mommy" sarcasm filling your voice. “keep taking it since you want to be a needy little brat today. let’s see how long you can keep that smart mouth open”
your tears are tracking into your hair because the overstimulation is frying your brain. trembling so hard and helpless, suffocating on your own muffled groans. but you're still trying to tilt your hips into it, fighting me for the rhythm. i just lean down and kiss your tear soaked cheek. the whiplash of the softness and the meanness completely confusing you.
i whisper right against your ear “nobody quiets that mind of yours better than me, is that right? i love how easily you break. you’re doing so well for me baby” i pick up the pace, my three fingers driving deep inside your aching pussy. you’re choking on your own breath, your fingers clawing uselessly against the headboard as your climax starts crashing down on you. hips twitching violently, trying to slam up against my hand. still stubbornly trying to take the lead but instead of letting you rest or slowing down, i push even harder. i lock my thumb down on your clit. grinding into it while hammering my fingers inside you.
“that’s it cum for me baby. let it all out. show me what a good girl you are” you’re clamping around my hand in violent waves as your orgasm tears you to absolute pieces. your voice screaming out my name, totally losing character for a few seconds.
but i don’t stop. the second the first wave hits, you try to squirm away. your thighs shaking from the sensitivity. you’re sobbing and thrashing your head against the pillows. the moment you catch your breath, that stubborn energy flares right back up. "baby stop please, please stop... ok fine, you won it hurts let me go you've had your fun" “i know it hurts sweetheart. but i didn't tell you we were done princess” i whisper as i press a gentle kiss to your lips, tasting your own tears.
i lean all my weight into you, pinning you down so hard you can barely move your hips. i keep the exact same brutal pace. my fingers pumping deep into your hyper sensitive pussy while my thumb relentlessly abuses your swollen clit. “you have another in you don’t you? give me another one and you’re forgiven”
this is the exact moment your attitude finally breaks. the sheer overstimulation completely strips away your sarcasm. your voice cracks, caught in that agonizing place where the pleasure is so intense it feels like torture. all your smart ass defenses totally melting away.
"please, i can't... i genuinely can’t go again, please i'll be good, i promise no more talking back, just stop" “you’re already being so good baby. look at how greedy your pussy is, still so wet” i drive my fingers even deeper “you're going to cum again because i told you to. tell me you want it. tell me you're my needy little whore” completely defeated and entirely consumed by the feeling. you desperately obey, repeating the words back to me through your sobs.
i go even faster, driving you straight into a second climax before your body can even process the first one. your eyes completely roll back into your head as an even more violent orgasm fractures through your entire body. you're just a sobbing mess beneath me. i trace a thumb over your trembling lower lip, pulling you close against my chest to let you finally catch your breath. “there we go. look how sweet and well behaved you are when mommy takes your attitude away”
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