I’m the type of Dom who’ll make you beg. I’ll turn you on, and ignore it. I’ll watch you get shy and red in the face, I’ll smirk as you squirm around, begging for release.
I’ll talk to you as sweetly as possible. I’ll lean down and whisper in your ear, lightly touching you until you beg me to fuck you. And when you’re pleading, crying for me to take control, I will. I’ll make you forget how to speak. I’ll turn you into an exhausted, panting mess. When I’m done, you’ll thank me through ragged breaths
Imagine a cute boy rutting against you, whining and begging you to let him cum. Imagine his voice getting higher and needier, swearing to be good if you just touch him and give him what he so desperately craves.
I’ll be your good boy. But please, please, let me cum.
I want you to tease me slowly and gently, so that I can hardly breathe. I want to be unable to gasp or whimper. I want you to touch me in a way so teasingly torturous that I can’t even beg for more stimulation. I want to want you even more than I already do.
I want to submit to you in the worst way possible.
I love seeing you squirm, knowing that you’re not allowed to touch yourself until I let you. I love having that power over you.