Tsk, what a bratty kitty, won’t you play nice and be a good little pet? No? Aw that’s so sweet, you really think you’ll get your way if you’re a big enough brat. You’re precious darling but you’re wrong. And as much as I like my kittens sweet, I don’t have a single problem with tying them down and making them behave.
You look so nice tied up too. The rope digging into your soft skin, nice and taunt, holding you down because you can’t be good. This is what you want though, right? You want to be pinned down, you want my hands around your sweet neck, choking-choking you so slow and careful. You like the lazy daze when you don’t get enough air, and you like being shoved down against the bed.
Mmm, what a pretty kitty when you’re not such a brat. When you can’t find the words to talk back and be bad. I suppose it’s more fun this way, if you were always good then there wouldn’t be any reason to punish you and it’s so much fun punishing you.
It’s too much fun really, after all, how can I stop myself when you moan nice and loud for me when I bite you? How do I stop leaving hickies along your throat when you buck against me so hard and good? How do I stop myself from kissing you nice and deep while you’re all light headed and breathless?
You’re such a sweet treat darling, I can’t get enough of you. And when you’re tied down, completely at my mercy, how am I supposed to be anything but wicked? You expect me not to kiss-kiss-kiss your thighs, licking and sucking and biting the way that makes you beg like a sweet little whore? You expect me not to tease you through your soaking wet underwear just to hear that shuddering gasp that always sounds so nice?
You really expect so much of me kitten, too much. I’m a hedonistic bastard at heart after all and you’re the perfect indulgence.
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