𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑜𝑤𝑛𝑒𝑟 🖤⛓️

Calling you a good girl while treating you like the personal little fucktoy you are to me ♡

Skin on skin, raw and deep—no barriers, just her silky softness pressed against me, warm and addictive. I can't stop touching, gripping, losing myself in every glide... fuck, baby, your skin feels like sin I’ll never quit craving.

actually my k*nks boil down to “i want someone to desire me so strongly and urgently that they just can’t control themself around me”

“Poor baby, look at how high you are.. you can barely beg properly” You slurring words, trying to form a sentence, Struggling. “Please… I… need…” can’t quite get it out. “How sad, angel. You’re so far gone you can’t even ask for what you want.”

could be us

“look at you, such a mess already and i’ve barely touched you.” tears forming from embarrassment. me leaning in. kissing them away. “so pretty when you cry like this, baby.” making you more emotional with the tenderness. “getting all teary because i called you desperate?”

I love a little attitude especially when you can back it up. you’re standing by the window, arms crossed, chin tilted at that specific, stubborn angle you think looks intimidating. to anyone else, you’re a brat. to me? you’re a masterpiece I’m about to dismantle.

“Grip your thighs, spread you wide, and devour you like starvation. I’ll eat you alive, lips sealed around your clit, pulling every tremor out of you. No mercy, no pause just growling into your heat as I devour this pussy like it’s the only thing keeping me alive.”

"Make me." Such a bold demand for a brat who can't even do one simple thing for me. Is being good that difficult of a task? Or are you only good when it comes to taking cock?

My passenger princess doesnt just ride—shes conditioned to stay spread wide, cunt already soaked, offering instant access to her Owner at every single red light. By the time the light turns green she’s shaking, ruined, rewired to crave only this—my denial, my touch, my ownership.

“Oh, plaything, feel it for me.” Your Daddy’s words sounded so good “Feel how deep you’ve sunk, and feel how much deeper you can go. Let each and every one of my words be another weight, another chain, dragging, pulling, tugging you deeper and deeper and deeper.”

could be us

“I hold the strings to your mind now, toy. I can make you dance to my tune, and as you sink deeper, I want you to feel a word, blossoming in your mind.” They tapped on your forehead. “Taking up the space where your thoughts used to reside. That word is: ‘Obey’.”

Come here, sleepy princess… Let Daddy take your soft hand and wrap it around my cock, while my fingers slip between ur thighs and rub that pretty pussy in lazy circles. Eyes heavy, body melting into mine… that’s it, baby. Feel how hard you make Daddy while I edge u into dreams.

“You don’t need to think. You just need to sink, and drift, and drop.” Your eyelids rolled back, mind switching off as their ministrations continued. “Let my hands coax you into a stupor, where I can pour my thoughts into that silly empty head of yours.”

Psychological sadism is so hot because I can only break your body once, but when I fuck with your mind, I can break you as many times as I want. Rebuild you into whatever I desire. Shape you into a whore that would rather shatter than not do what I wanted you to.

Craving soft sleepy s*x. Need their entire body weight on top of mine while I kiss her face and the curve of her shoulder, nuzzle and nibble the crook of her neck and our hands are just exploring and trying to bring each other closer <3

What do you want, hm? use your words, baby. You know I can't understand you when you're whining like that, is it too much? you need me to stop? oh, no? you don't want me to stop? well clearly it's too much if you can't even get the words out. Breath, sweet girl you can do it.

could be us

You’re not “you” anymore. You’re a pathetic hole I use when I’m bored, a mess I leave behind. I don’t even look you in the face or acknowledge you, I just empty all of my cum inside of you. And what breaks you most is how much your body agrees with me.

That’s just what I do. I make sure you can’t get this feeling anywhere else. I want you lovesick. I want to drive you clinically insane—edging & crying because nothing else feels real anymore. I want u so dependent that the second I go quiet, you start wondering what u did wrong.