Her plaything

“What I want…” she spreads her legs, smiling as your eyes widen, “is my own little cattoy. A plaything I can…” she doesn’t finish before you instinctively get on your knees infront of the oh too familiar monster. Fuck it smells so good, you need it, but before you can she grabs your hair to stop you. “No! No slut, you get it when I say, eager little whore.” You whimper but are forced to look into her fierce eyes, as she continues. “What I was saying is I want to control and mold my toy. Your holes and pathetic little cock will only feel pleasure when I want. You’ll wear what I want. If I want to lend you out I will, or keep you bound in my bed you’ll do it all happily. If you want this, there’s no going back. Your entire body and sense of self will belong to me. If you want this, strip and stay kneeling, but control yourself for me by putting your hands behind your head and staying still”

Your drool is out of control. Your primal need for her cock is mind melting… but she had forced her message through. You know if you want more than a one time fuck you need to obey her, but you really want that amazing smelling cock in you right now!!!