midnightabsinthe:“…a plaything.”“…a plaything? No way! Why would I… I’m not going to…” *why I’m feel
midnightabsinthe:“…a plaything.”“…a plaything? No way! Why would I… I’m not going to…” *why I’m feeling so strange now…?*“yes, a plaything. Just a toy. Ready to be used. Every. Time. I. Want.”*…God, those heels, that defines each word she says…*“…a plaything… No, I don’t think it’s…”“indeed. You don’t need to think. You need to serve. To be used. A toyboy.”*…why I’m breathing so heavily?… why I can’t stop myself from staring at her breasts…? Ohh God those soft…warm… no, no I must resist… she is… just a friend… met her at work… yes… concentrating… breathing… focusing…*“concentrating… breathing… focusing… and staring at my breasts… my huge, delicious-tasty breasts… my breasts make you feel so sleepy, so weak…”“breasts… weak… please don’t… do… this…”*please do this… I want this. I need to feel this.*“why would I stop myself from doing such a fun thing like this… that you desire so much?Why would I stop myself from take off my clothes like this… if that makes you so harder and harder for me like that? I love men with a great moaning vocabulary you know?”“I just… my head… unable to find the words…”*…I can’t… resist… aymore… to those legs… those lace panties…*“because playthings don’t speak. Playthings don’t think either. Playthings obey their Mistress. You want to be such a good plaything for me now.”“…I want… to be… a plaything… for you…”“forget your social and emotional life… forget your role and social state: put out that little tongue and use it in a way I’ll really appreciate and you may be rewarded. Kneel and obey now.”“Plaything… yes… obey.”*[no thoughts]* wwwwwant………forgett…………………ooooobey -- source link