Dinner Date with you ❦
hypnotising someone to get turned on by mundane, everyday things just so i can watch them squirm in embarrassment. trying to conceal their sudden arousal in public.
if someone brushes up against them on a busy street, they're going to be flooded with thoughts of that person using them like a desperate whore. right there on the sidewalk for everyone to see.
hearing the clink of cutlery. suddenly, their clothes feel unbearably itchy. an unpleasant warmth courses through them until they're a sweating, twitching mess trying to not pant like a bitch in heat.
and if i want to be particularly mean... perhaps everytime they see a green car they'll be pushed straight to the edge of cumming.
the sheer panic as it hits them would be delicious. they'll stop whatever it is they're doing to choke back a moan that bubbles in their throat. thighs clench together as they try to appear as normal as possible. they could hide their burning face in my neck and i'd coo about what a clingy baby they are.
what a cute, embarassed, little plaything they'd be for my entertainment ❤️
She needed to touch and edge her mind away. His words lingered in her mind:
Good girls can't think they must obey.
Good girls must edge their mind away.
I have this fantasy where I put an aphrodisiac in your drink when you're over and watch as you squirm in your seat, you feel your cunt grow wetter and wetter
Where you'd try to discreetly rub your pussy on my couch, hoping I wouldn't notice. Then you'd cross your legs so you can slot your hand between your legs, trying to touch your needy cunt
You'd bite your lip, trying to muffle your little moans. Then you'd brush against your clit releasing a tiny gasp
Once I go get a drink you'd rub your cunt trying to reach your climax before I come back... But it feels just too good you didn't notice me standing behind you, watching you masturbate
Having fun there baby? Hmm? Don't stop, come on press harder.
Think about how dirty you're being right now, touching yourself in someone else's house, making them watch, letting them touch you like how I am now
Bet you want my fingers in huh baby? Come on use your words, tell me you want me to finger your pussy, tell me you need me, and that you'll let me do anything to you, anything
Thinking about having a pretty sub
One who’s already shaking before I’ve even started properly. The kind who gets so desperate from teasing that she forgets how to breathe, forgets her own name, forgets anything but the sound of my voice telling her, “Not yet, baby. You don’t get to cum yet.”
I want her naked and aching under me, whimpering every time I pull my fingers away just before she tips over that edge. I want her eyes wide and glossy, her hands gripping the sheets like they can ground her when I lean in close and murmur, “You can take more, can’t you?”
Because she always can. And she always will, for me.
I want to hear her beg. I want the please to fall from her lips like it’s the only word she knows. And when she finally gets there, when I let her cum
I won’t stop.
That’s the fun part.
I’ll keep going until she’s squirming, twitching, gasping, over and over, clit so sensitive she’s nearly crying, thighs trembling, her voice cracking from how wrecked she is.
And I’ll just smile.
Coo at her.
Brush her hair back and whisper in the softest voice:
“You’re doing so good, sweetheart… look at you. Such a mess. My perfect little thing.”
Because she wants it, needs it. That sweet, painful overstimulation that turns her whole body into something I get to play with. That dizzy, floaty, desperate place only I can bring her to.
And when she’s finally done? When her body gives out and she’s sobbing quietly in my arms?
I’ll kiss her shoulder, stroke her thighs, and say:
“See? I always take such good care of my girl.”
Sometimes, the temptation to turn you into a babbling idiot that fails to speak is so great I have to resist it.
But then again ......... you look so pretty
You love watching girls touch and kiss each other.
You watch them doing it movies and maybe porn.
Imagine the heat from their skin and the gentle carress of soft lips intimately opening as they approach each other.
You picture yourself as the vouyer and perhaps entertaining your perversions through timid self gratification.
The more they touch each other, the more your need to touch yourself builds.
Before long, you are so weak that you're reclining in your bed, spreading yourself open as you imagine how it feels to be between them.
To join them , to intertwine full of lust and passionate sensations.
Another one of my classics... have come a long way since I did this one, but it's still fun.
Mmmm pleeease I need a sexy girl to do this to~~
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