I know you won’t like it. Doesn’t matter, because I will. beggingforpermis
I know you won’t like it. Doesn’t matter, because I will. beggingforpermission: icanbegentle: Don’t pout. Pull it off your shoulders and I’ll consider allowing you to cover back up before we pull into your office parking lot. 《whimpers》 Oh, I’d pout. And protest. And hate the doing it. I would be horribly embarrassed and try to talk You out of it. But the fact that You are making me do it, ~knowing~ how uncomfortable I am? How much I hate it? And it being a source of pleasure for You (both the action itself and that I hate it)? The fact that I am obeying You despite being genuinely against my preferences or anything I’d choose to experience on my own? I’d be soaking wet long before we made it to the parking lot. And would feel a warm, contented, loving glow inside for days. -- source link
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