It's not *all* harsh slaps.
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It's not *all* harsh slaps.
Patience, Little One. Daddy is still busy. Yes, you may touch yourself. Just over there. Stay close. I want to hear you gasping and whimpering as I make you wait. I want to be able to hear the sloppy wappy splash of how ready you are for me. I want to smell your need and desperation.
𝙱𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 “𝙶𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝙶𝚒𝚛𝚕“ 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 ❦
It was a big mistake, insisting that you try on this new lingerie set and your new necklace between our shopping trip and our dinner reservation. I should have waited in the lobby for you to get ready and put on your dress. But here we are. And now I've seen it. Seen you in it. And now I don't think we're leaving this room for a good long while.
I know why you come here, and it isn’t to be tenderly made love to like that gentle boy.
Upsie daisy....
When the conference finally finally comes to your town, and I’ve added your name to the room and given you strict orders to be there a couple hours before I arrive. And when you do, you find a gift wrapped box with this black lace ensemble, a bottle of Sancerre on ice, a packed bowl and a couple of edibles (just in case), a few liters of water, and instructions to “help yourself and make yourself at home, I’ll be back as soon as my panel is over at 3:55.”
The harder you hit, the harder I smile 😁🤤
And the bigger you smile, the harder I hit. Quite the paradox, really.
If this little perfect ass wasn't such a tease, I wouldn't have to keep marking it up.
I know you are supposed to meet the rest of your colleagues for dinner. But when you sent me those tempting pics and that little note ("Hiding under my conference clothes"), I couldn't resist intercepting you at the elevator and getting a much, much closer look for myself.
The whole of your body is my special little toy chest--a collection of my most favorite things to play with. But my most special toy of all--that I can never, ever play with enough--is this pretty little face.
She paints her eyes as black as night now Pulls those shades down tight Yeah, she gives a smile when the pain come The pain gonna make everything alright
Monday morning dress code inspection. I’m going to need to see you in my office straight away.
There's a demon lurking within you, underneath the sweet partner, good daughter, respected colleague and classmate. The demon grows in twisted sick and filth and fury when she is suppressed for too long. Come to me, and I will release her.
Make me feel young and alive again, my hot little filthy fountain of youth.
All day I've been watching you. Catching your eyes. Allowing you to pretend that you weren't tempting and teasing and quietly secretly pleading for the attention of this married man. You made me chase, but I love to chase. And though I know you wanted to be caught, it was cute to watch you try and pretend. But now I've caught you. My prey. And I'm going to absolutely devour you.
The problem is: I'm just so much bigger and stronger and tougher than you that even when I *try* to be nice and gentle and tender, I'm still going to hurt you.
Open wide, my little one. Drink from Daddy. Delight in everything I feed that thirsty little mouth.