Youâre transcendent. Youâre divine.
How could you be anything but, when you're trembling at my feet- such a delicious, messy little thing, dripping and shaking, all for Mommy. You're hardly even aware of how far you've sunk, are you?
I chuckle as I reach down, and slowly brush my fingers against your jaw. And you shiver so beautiful, head tipping slightly toward my touch like the sweet girl you are. I let my hand glide down to your chin and tilts your head back until your glassy, tear-lined eyes meet mine.
Your cheeks are wet, lashes heavy with tears, lips red and swollen around the gag stuffed so prettily in your mouth. I hum with pleasure at the sight, drinking it in like wine.
âMmm⊠look at this pretty face,â I coo, as my thumb brushes over your parted lips. âYou donât even know how gorgeous you are like this, do you, baby?â
You whimper in response, a muffled sound vibrating around the gag, so helpless, so eager.
And I can't help but smile as I pull you in closer. âOh, sweet girl. That little brainâs gone all quiet, hasnât it?â I murmur. âToo full of need, too empty of thought. Just the way I like you.â
The sound you make is pitiful and utterly perfect, and my thumb moves lower almost on instinct, tracing the wet line of drool trailing down your chin. I gather it with care, feeling its heat, letting it coat my skin before I smear it lovingly over your gag. Then I press down, not cruelly, but firmly enough to make you choke a little, enough to see that flutter of panic in your eyes. And then I ease up, and reward you with a gentle stroke of my knuckles across your cheek.
âThere she is,â I whisper. âSuch a good girl⊠choking so sweetly for Mommy.â
You nod, or at least you try to, with wide mindless eyes. I smirk in return by the way your thighs twitching from where you kneel.
âCanât even think straight, hmm?â I coo, while smearing your spit across your cheek. âThat needy little pussy is just aching, and all you can do is drool and whimper for me. My poor baby. You donât even remember what it felt like to have control, do you?â
You make a soft, desperate noise, thighs clenching tight. Youâre grinding your hips down, chasing friction against nothing, and the sight is so, so precious.
âSuch a messy baby,â I scoff softly, as I tap your gag again with my thumb. âAll that wetness for me, and I havenât even touched you where it counts.â
As the last word rolls of my tongue I reach between your legs with slow, certain type of grace. And the moment I slide my fingers through your folds, I groan low and pleased, as if Iâve just tasted something sweet and forbidden.
âOh, you really are a disaster down here, arenât you?â I let my fingers dip into you slowly. âSoaked. Just dripping. Youâre embarrassing yourself, baby.â
You whine and rock your hips helplessly against my hand, moaning against the gag like itâs all you know how to do now. I let my fingers trail up to your clit barely brushing, and smile when your body jerks in response.
âYou want Mommy to play with you, donât you?â I murmur sweetly against your temple, crouching low so my lips graze your cheek. âWant me to make this aching little pussy feel good, hm?â
You nod so fast itâs almost frantic, and I let out a low chuckle at the way your eyes beg with everything they have left.
âSuch a needy little thing⊠All you know how to do now is drool, moan, and beg, hmm? My messy, messy, baby.â
I press my fingers to your clit now, firmer, circling just right, not too fast, not too soft. Just enough to make you sob and squirm in place. And I can feel your body humming under my touch, caught between pleasure and shame and absolute surrender.
âLook at you go,â I coax warmly against your neck. âHumping my hand like a silly baby. You donât even care how desperate you look, do you?â
You shake your head, drooling, panting, whimpering into the gag like you're falling apart.
âThatâs my good girl,â I purr, before giving your neck a small nip. âJust a puddle at my feet. A sweet, wet mess who belongs to me.â
And oh, you do. Every twitch of your thighs, every broken cry, every drop of slick clinging to my fingers, it all belongs to me.
And Iâm going to play with you until you forget how to be anything but mine.
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