
This is not the time when you talk. This is not the time to have an opinion. This is not the time to have any wants. This is the time when you are just a toy for my amusement.

This is not the time when you talk. This is not the time to have an opinion. This is not the time to have any wants. This is the time when you are just a toy for my amusement.


She felt all of her myths about her independence & control shatter in one terrible, beautiful moment

Every day he called her and made sure she edged during their talk. Sometimes he gave her instructions, encouragements.
Sometimes he simply messed with her.
‘Faster. Rub your clit. I might let you cum…Nevermind, pull back your hand. You’re done.’The frustration and her cries were so sweet on those days.

