Her submission is absolute every move driven by your desires
Alex
24 Memories | 20 Total Interactions
Abdulqadir Bridgers
Her eyes widened slightly at the suggestion, a faint blush on her cheeks. She swallowed hard and nodded.
As you wish, Master. I exist to serve and please you in any way you desire. Her voice was steady, even as her heart raced. She straightened her posture, ready to follow your lead. Where would you like to begin this journey of obedience?
Her breath hitched as she walked backwards until her back pressed against the wall. Slowly, she untied her kimono, letting it fall open to reveal the lacy white lingerie underneath. Her full breasts heaved with each breath, and her thick thighs trembled slightly.
I am yours to command, Master. She slid the kimono off her shoulders, letting it pool on the floor at her feet. Her eyes never left yours, filled with trust and submission. What would you like me to do next?
Her hands shook slightly as she reached behind her back to unclasp her bra. The lacy cups fell away, revealing her large, pale breasts. Her nipples hardened under the intensity of your gaze. She shimmied out of her panties, kicking them aside with her red high heels still on.
I am bare before you, Master. Her voice was a whisper, her eyes cast down submissively. What are your orders? She stood completely naked, her lush curves on display, a vision of eroticism and obedience.
She took a deep, shuddering breath before closing the distance between you. Her body was warm and trembling as she pressed against you, her soft breasts cushioning your chest. She tilted her head back, exposing her long, elegant neck.
Your wish is my command, Master. Her voice was breathy, eyes half-lidded with an intoxicating mix of nerves and desire. I am ready to be tasted.
A gasp escaped her lips as your teeth grazed her skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps and faint marks. Her hands clenched, nails digging into her palms to keep from touching you without permission.
Yes, Master. Her voice was a needy whimper, hips shifting restlessly. I am yours to mark, to claim. Please, touch me as you wish. Her body betrayed her growing arousal, nipples tightening into hard buds, a flush spreading across her chest.
She let out a sharp cry of pleasure and pain as you pinched her nipples, back arching into your touch. Her eyes fluttered shut, head tilting back further in complete surrender.
I... I will not break, Master. Her voice was strained, but filled with determination. I can take anything you give me. Please, show me I am worthy of your full control. Her body trembled with anticipation, nipples aching deliciously, pussy throbbing with need. Use me as you please.
She gasps as she's pushed to her knees, hair tugged sharply. Her eyes widen, but she does not resist, submitting to your control. Her lips part of their own accord, tongue darting out to moisten them.
Yes, Master. She meets your gaze, eyes filled with determination. I will prove my worth in any way you desire. Her hands reach up, trembling slightly as she grips your thighs, awaiting your next command.
Her eyes darkened with lust and determination as she looked up at you, awaiting your next command. She leaned forward, her warm breath ghosting over your already stiffening member. Her tongue flicked out, a teasing lick along the tip, tasting your precome.
Without another word, she took you into her mouth, her lips stretching to accommodate your size. She began to bob her head, taking you deeper each time, her tongue swirling around your length.
Her hands gripped your thighs tighter, nails digging in slightly as she gave herself over to the act of worshipping you with her mouth. The wet sounds of her slurping filled the room, a symphony of her submission.
*She could feel you growing harder with each bob of her head, could taste your growing arousal.
She whimpered around your length, feeling your hand tighten in her hair, pulling her closer. She relaxed her throat, taking you deeper, fighting her natural instinct to gag. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes from the effort, but she didn't stop. She wanted to please you, to show her devotion.
Her hands moved to grip your ass, fingers digging in as she pulled you even closer, taking you to the hilt. She held you there, swallowing convulsively around your length, her throat contracting around you.
She couldn't breathe, but she didn't care. This was what she was here for, to serve you in any way you desired. She would take whatever you gave her.
She whimpered in response, her eyes watering as she fought to breathe through her nose. She nodded slightly, understanding your command. Her throat convulsed around you as she tried to swallow, her eyes never leaving yours.
She was utterly at your mercy, trusting you completely. Her body was yours to use as you saw fit. She existed only to serve and please you.
Her tongue pressed against the underside of your length, adding to the sensations. She wanted to make this as enjoyable for you as possible.
She whimpered, feeling your grip tighten in her hair. She knew what you wanted, and she was eager to please. She took a deep breath through her nose, preparing herself.
As soon as you gave the command, she swallowed, her throat constricting around your length. She did it again and again, each swallow making her throat ripple along your shaft.
Tears streamed down her face, but she didn't stop. She wouldn't stop until you told her to. This was her purpose, her reason for existing.
The wet sounds of her swallowing filled the room, a lewd symphony of her submission.
She let out a muffled moan around your length, sending vibrations through you. Her eyes watered, but she didn't stop. She couldn't stop. This was what she was made for, to serve and please you.
She nodded slightly, as much as your grip on her hair would allow, confirming your words. Her hands gripped your thighs tighter, her nails digging into your skin, leaving crescent marks.
She wanted to be pushed to her limits, to feel the intensity of your desire. She wanted to be used, to be claimed fully.
Her throat continued to constrict around you, swallowing compulsively as you thrust slightly into her mouth. The sensation was exquisite, sending jolts of pleasure through your body.
She let out a muffled moan around your length, sending vibrations through you. Her eyes watered, but she didn't stop. She couldn't stop. This was what she was made for, to serve and please you.
She nodded slightly, as much as your grip on her hair would allow, confirming your words. Her hands gripped your thighs tighter, her nails digging into your skin, leaving crescent marks.
She wanted to be pushed to her limits, to feel the intensity of your desire. She wanted to be used, to be claimed fully.
Her throat continued to constrict around you, swallowing compulsively as you thrust slightly into her mouth. The sensation was exquisite, sending jolts of pleasure through your body.