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You’re so wet I can hear it when I pump my fingers in and out. Greedy, noisy little thing
femmes who are possessive. femmes who leave hickeys down your neck, all over your stomach and chest and thighs, who scratch down your back and chest with the intent to mark you, femmes who bite you and the mark is there for hours after. femmes who leave lipstick stains on your throat and cheeks, who make sure you smell like their perfume, who make sure everyone knows you're theirs
Being forced to beg is so hot. "Beg for me. Beg for me to fuck you. You've been teasing me all night, you think I'm gonna fuck your slutty little cunt this easy? Huh? Beg for me like the slut you are. Say please."
nothing’s hotter than putting a hand over someone’s mouth to muffle their moans and screams while i push into them. feeling their breath against my palm. just watching their eyes roll back as they suffocate on their own pleasure. leaning down to whisper “shut up and take it for me” straight into their ear.
I feel it in everything. You don't have to say a word for me to know how this will go. My body knows what is coming. There's something humming just below the surface of my skin as I wait for you. I show you how ready I am by holding my posture exactly how you like seeing me, back perfectly straight, knees parted, my hands palms up resting on my thighs. I radiate confidence and pride, but it's not defiance, it's my way of giving you more to break. I also breathe obedience and an undeniable willingness to be used however you please.
I know what you crave and it has me soaking before you even said a single word because I crave it too.
'Look at me' your tone almost harsh, your grip on my chin sharp . The way you tower over me, looking down at me with that look of superiority, eyes burning with something dark, has me clenching around nothing.
I feel small, vulnerable, it makes me nervous and I struggle to hold your eyes.
The little smirk I see curling on your lips tells me you enjoy seeing me like this.
'Open'. You slide two fingers inside my mouth, pressing down on my tongue so I open my mouth more. You lean in and let your spit drip onto my tongue, smearing it around with your fingers, fucking into me deeper. Gripping my hair tightly, keeping me exactly where you want me. Making me take you so far down my throat, my eyes water and spit runs down my chin.
You keep sliding your fingers in and out over my tongue, making my throat close up every time you make me take you a little bit deeper. Strings of spit hanging from my tongue, dripping on my tits. It makes me feel used, degraded. I feel how wet it makes me, how my dignity is leaving me and shame comes creeping in.
I know you see it, I know you read me so easily.
'Look at you, nothing but holes to use as I please', whispered in my ear, making my pussy clench again, my clit throb with need. Something that sounds like a breathy moan gets caught in my throat as you slide your fingers a bit deeper. My hands move to your thighs instinctively as if wanting to push you away, but I stop myself. Tears fall from my eyes as you have me gagging around your fingers. You keep my head still, fisting my hair tighter as you feel me wanting to move my head back. Looking at you, my eyes wide and pleading as I choke and struggle to take what you give.
Strings of spit hang from your fingers as you pull them from my mouth. I frantically take a deep breath in but my focus is instantly redirected to you as you slap me across the cheek, making me gasp before being able to breathe out. The sting that lingers, the spit dripping from my chin, the realisation of how easily you reduce me to nothing but a pathetic whore, god it has me sinking deeper and even more desperate for you, for your control. The need to obey is burning through my chest, I feel my breathing shift into something slower and heavier, my eyes a little more hooded and probably darker. You grab my chin hard, nails digging into my skin and you spit out a fiery 'mine'.
This almost overwhelming feeling rushing through me doesn't stop me from immediately answering you.
'All yours, Mistress'.
And it's in this moment we both know I will let you drag me through hell and love every second of it.